<?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-8135620242822234506</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:12:48.892-08:00</updated><category term='Goodbyes'/><category term='hobbies'/><category term='party'/><category term='job'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Britany and Luis Diaz</title><subtitle type='html'>Living life one moment at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-1158754971921087778</id><published>2010-02-18T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T09:46:18.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you haven't heard...</title><content type='html'>Luis is coming home! Long story short, we found out last Wednesday that the waivers were approved and the next day we were told the visa was approved and he could pick it up on Tuesday. We bought the plane ticket on Wednesday and he is coming home Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone is welcome to join us at the airport to say hello. His flight comes in at 8:05 and I think we will be there at 7:30 to greet anyone who comes. Also, if you don't come that night to meet him, no worries, in the next couple weeks we will put together a shindig to celebrate his coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for his coming home I've had to do something drastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me... I don't do this very often... My rooms has always been an organized mess... to me at least... BUT I figured I should gut the place and with the help of my WONDERFUL BFF's and parents and even little sisters, my rooms looks brand new. Who would have thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I'm only a little excited. Whatever ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-1158754971921087778?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1158754971921087778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=1158754971921087778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1158754971921087778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1158754971921087778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-case-you-havent-heard.html' title='In case you haven&apos;t heard...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8953990455987400773</id><published>2010-01-29T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:03:17.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some serious thinking...okay... not so serious...</title><content type='html'>But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been some things moving around in my head. I've never really took new year resolutions/goals seriously. I feel that this year would be a good time to start that habit. Things the past couple years have been a roller coaster of all sorts and it would be nice to put things in order. A short summary of what's going on now I think will help with why certain goals are being made and maybe an update for some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month makes it 2 years married to Luis. Luis has been in Guatemala for 3 years due to immigration problems. Last we heard from our lawyers, we are waiting for a waiver that takes 6 months to a year to be processed. 6 months was november. Lawyer says that nothing is going to be processed during the holidays but they expect to hear something after the new year. The anticipation is building up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Goal: Be Healthier: Physically, Mentally, Emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose this one because I think if I can get myself on healthy path things will start to fall into place. I know it won't happen instantly or magically but I do know if I can just stick to it, I can make it happen. I'm a believer of mind over matter. I also know I don't always practice what I preach but I do find giving myself a reality check when I forger about this. &lt;br /&gt;Physically:&lt;br /&gt;Get my tooshie into a gym. Oh hey. I work at one... Crazy, I know... I tell myself it's soooo hard workout after I get done working... but really... I tell myself that because I am tired... all the time. Pretty sure working out can help with this. I need more energy. I think part of my anxiety comes from low self confidence and this is something that goes with the healthy path. I think this is something I can conquer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second. I gotta work on not being so hard to approach. It's not that I dislike people or don't want to talk to anyone, I just have learned to keep to myself. I feel like I am butting into peoples business or invading some personal space. I really don't mind talking to people, I just feel more comfortable when they approach me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last... but not least, I'm going to continue building my testimony. I've been struggling the past year but I have never felt that it was a waste of time. My bbf Katie and I went to institute for the first time this week and it was pretty awesome. The teacher didn't exactly get to the lesson he had planned but I think there was a reason, and that reason was something I needed to hear. Having my brothers out on missions and seeing the growth that they have gone through in less than a year is kind of incentive for me to keep going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a grander note, here are some updates.&lt;br /&gt;The boys are doing great. They past their 6 month marks. They are such a joy to hear from and see the progress and development they are going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S14KtndECPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3RxYIPYsMk/s1600-h/IMG_0969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S14KtndECPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3RxYIPYsMk/s320/IMG_0969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430789979456669938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Devyn's awesome mandatory part. I can't remember the last time he had a part, but I think he's rockin it pretty well. This gentleman clicked with Devyn and his companion and when Devyn transferred I think it was a little hard for him. Dev does a good job keeping in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S14MAsy7EkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MFphA3qRCZU/s1600-h/IMG_0988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S14MAsy7EkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MFphA3qRCZU/s320/IMG_0988.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430791406819676738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek finally sent pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2Koh7jpCCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YZthh7Srm7g/s1600-h/IMG_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2Koh7jpCCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YZthh7Srm7g/s320/IMG_1144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432089401438570530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight he cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2Ko2zBzhiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i6YqGB-q_8c/s1600-h/IMG_1184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2Ko2zBzhiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i6YqGB-q_8c/s320/IMG_1184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432089759926421026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2KpKcl8KOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KIyvmXtcdB0/s1600-h/IMG_1189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2KpKcl8KOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KIyvmXtcdB0/s320/IMG_1189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432090097501350114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek loves Scrubs... so naturally he had to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2KphrJ49JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IP-BZt0jKc0/s1600-h/IMG_1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S2KphrJ49JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IP-BZt0jKc0/s320/IMG_1256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432090496547222674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of the funny pictures Derek took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna lie, I might be a little jealous that my brothers get to see all these exciting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working at the Bistro. Nothing to exciting goes on there but it's still a good job for school. I am still nannying and baby A will be a year old in feb. holy cow. It's so awesome to watch her learn and grow and discover new things. She's so much fun and so flippin cute and she will soon have a little brother to teach how it's all suppose to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis is still working as a guide for the cruise lines. He likes it for the most part but it's not an everyday job and it's only seasonal. We are hoping we get the call before he has to go job searching again. He's getting antsy, as am I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8953990455987400773?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8953990455987400773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8953990455987400773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8953990455987400773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8953990455987400773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-serious-thinkingokay-not-so.html' title='Some serious thinking...okay... not so serious...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/S14KtndECPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3RxYIPYsMk/s72-c/IMG_0969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-4800503175492166131</id><published>2009-11-06T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:18:08.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A waiting game update and a little more</title><content type='html'>It has been forever since I updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa waiting game update: At the end of october we received an email from ours lawyers saying that they received an email from the Visa center saying they are waiting for a reply from DHS about a waiver we applied for back in april. WELL. Apparently this waiver takes 6 months(which would be this nov.) to a year to be processed. When we turned in all the paperwork for the visa, including this waiver... we thought it all went together but come to find out that the waiver is something on it's own. Anywho, lawyer lady says they think we will get an answer from DHS after the new year but not any sooner because this is about the time government likes to take vacations to be with their families. Imagine that. Hm. Anywho, when the Visa center gets the answer from DHS they will contact Luis and he will be told when to go to the center so he can find out if the Visa is approved. The lawyers assure us that it most likely will be. Continuing to keep our fingers and toes crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working at the Bistro. That is seriously a job you do not want to keep for years. Adore my boss, not the work. I do love my nannying job though. She is such a joy to watch and play with. She has such a strong personality already and is crawling and pulling herself up and thinking she can walk on her own and she's barely nine months old. She's a good baby fix, and i mean that in the nicest way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis is still working at the car wash and cruise ships are back for the season. Things are a sketchy down there right now. If you aren't up for sad, I would skip this paragraph... A little girl that lived in the neighborhood, that Luis would see almost everyday walking with her sister, was kidnapped a couple weeks ago and held for ransom. From what I understand, after the little girls family agreed to paying the ransom when they were told their daughter was still alive, a couple days later they found her body. She had already been dead for 15 days. Unfortunately this is the type of stuff you can read about more and more these days. It's a shame we can't send Jenny(my sister-in-law) down to see her mom and I can't go see Luis even though I know if anything were to happen he would be there to protect us in any way he possibly could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a not so sad note, the twins are doing great. The letters the write and email each week are Awesome. When i'm not so tired I post some fabulous pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law had her Quinceanera a weekend or two ago. I'd say it went pretty well. There was lots of delicious food and lots of people with a little bit of dancing here and there. I have pictures on my facebook if you are interested. We spent the morning setting up and blowing up balloons. Went and got her hair did extra curly. Stop to change and then off to get her makeup done at macys. Quick stop at subway to feed the teenagers. run back to the party spot to shove food down and wait for the limo. Take pictures of the birthday girl send them on their way. I run home and pretend to have enough time to get ready and gather everything I need, but when you only have 45 minutes with how long my hair is...not enough time... Run back to the party spot, set up food and cakes thanks to my Bff Katie, run around, take some pictures...and when i say some i mean until the cameras dies... There was a moment when she was about to blow out her candles when you knew all she wanted was her mom. Her god parents video taped everything so they could send it to her mom and brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to get ready for another exciting day in the bistro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-4800503175492166131?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/4800503175492166131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=4800503175492166131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/4800503175492166131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/4800503175492166131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-game-update-and-little-more.html' title='A waiting game update and a little more'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-3173758215119647387</id><published>2009-06-30T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:12:54.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jibberish and some cute Missionaries</title><content type='html'>I know I have said this before...and I will say it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers are the cutest things ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture that one of Devyns MTC teachers sent today. I love his blue tie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SkqGcwbOGsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gSM8bjnXVQg/s1600-h/June+2009+248-Elders+Langford,+Bacon+%26+Stott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SkqGcwbOGsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gSM8bjnXVQg/s320/June+2009+248-Elders+Langford,+Bacon+%26+Stott.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353238935676787394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is one of Derek on his 1st day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SkqIDbYQddI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Q31azrhFYUc/s1600-h/IMG_3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SkqIDbYQddI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Q31azrhFYUc/s320/IMG_3899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353240699553740242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still waiting on some pictures. Unfortunately the postal system got the best of us and someone snagged the first memory card Derek had sent us! Sad day! Next time padded envelopes and duct tape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...still no word on Luis' case. We are still crossing our fingers. Can't be anymore than 4 months now...but sooner than later would be great...whatev... ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping myself busy with work...as usual...The bistro is...well...the bistro...oddles and noodles of fun...and I've began nannying...which I love! She's 4 months old and learning so much. It's a joy to watch and be apart of and she's such a chunk and a cute chunk at that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little time off tonight so I thought I would dedicate some of my time to cleaning my room...the one thing I haven't been able to make myself do these past couple weeks...and of course I have already found something to distract me...I need to write to my brothers...Find some good music to listen to...Maybe find a drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-3173758215119647387?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/3173758215119647387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=3173758215119647387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3173758215119647387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3173758215119647387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/06/jibberish-and-some-cute-missionaries.html' title='Jibberish and some cute Missionaries'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SkqGcwbOGsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gSM8bjnXVQg/s72-c/June+2009+248-Elders+Langford,+Bacon+%26+Stott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6406351936086291643</id><published>2009-05-19T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:28:35.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it goes...</title><content type='html'>Because I am super forgetful I wanted to jot down all my thoughts, but also because it is 12:30am and am running on about 2 hours of sleep from the night before...it all may not make sense...so when I have a chance I will go back and fix what needs fixin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek became Elder Stott today. And Devyn is soon on his way! What a feeling! I think of my brothers as the cutest/handsomest things that walked this earth (minus my husband and father of course...but only for this occasion)...and they are...because they are my brothers... and they are hilarious and caring, responsible...when they need to be... they are laid back when they can be. Protective and smart,  worthy and manly...I could go on but this would be a really long blog... To watch the process and progress that my brothers have been going through in just the past few months is amazing. Long story short, the feelings that I have experienced today is a reassurance that the Gospel that we know today is truly the word Father and His Son, Jesus Christ. As Derek was being set apart I felt like every right word had been spoken and that they were inspired by the Lord. I was tearing up even before they got started! Devyn and Derek have been such a great examples to me. I wish that everyone(including myself) could have the same enthusiasm that they have exhumed over the opportunity that they have to serve the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;One other thing I had a chance to witness today was the power of the priesthood. Both Dad and Devyn had the opportunity to stand in on Dereks blessing and later that night Derek received a fathers blessing with Devyn by his side. I feel so blessed to be apart of a family that has worthy priesthood holders and they are able to exercise that privilege on any given day. It's a wonderful feeling knowing that the Lord is on your side no matter what happens. For this, I am truly thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6406351936086291643?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6406351936086291643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6406351936086291643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6406351936086291643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6406351936086291643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-it-goes.html' title='Here it goes...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-7627958848650484340</id><published>2009-04-30T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:06:19.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The waiting game. We're really good at that.</title><content type='html'>Luis had his Visa interview today. BIG sigh of relief. He says it went well as far as he could tell. Now we wait. Some more. Again. But the wait won't be long, so it doesn't feel as tough. It's more just annoying...all the waiting...but soon it will come to an end. Soon soon. I feel like I repeat myself over and over again. But that's all I got. I'll let you know when we find out whats coming next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-7627958848650484340?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/7627958848650484340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=7627958848650484340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7627958848650484340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7627958848650484340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-game-were-really-good-at-that.html' title='The waiting game. We&apos;re really good at that.'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-9012140682281691526</id><published>2009-03-29T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:46:04.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's right...I have...</title><content type='html'>TWO Amazing brothers. Devyn received his call yesterday (Saturday) saying he is to serve in the Fort Lauderdale, Florida Spanish speaking mission! Whoo! So...for those keeping tabs...that's TWO wonderful, not so young anymore, men serving missions on the east coast...both spanish...both will be in the MTC at about the same time. Derek reports May 20th...day before my birthday...Devyn reports June 10th. It's fun to see where life is taking them and to see the decisions they are making along the way. I feel blessed to know that I have willing and able brothers to do the Lords work, and even if they didn't choose that path, I have a feeling they would have served another way. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just so excited! Also...a little sad...2 years is a long time...BUT, as you know...time and I are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;...and I think it will be a little easier to say see ya later this time around. I just pray that they will be safe and healthy and have a good experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One some other news, Luis has a doctors appointment for his visa on monday. That is just another step closer to having him home. So close. After a while you think...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this is getting so old&lt;/span&gt;...and you have a lot of "really? did that seriously just happen..." moments. or at least I do but they are slowly coming to an end...I hope.&lt;br /&gt;I finally had enough money to send Luis for his glasses...he is pretty much blind and scares the jeepers out of me when he is driving...the fact that he drives a motorcycle may have something to do with that...ANYWHO...he now has glasses and I think he looks pretty darn cute. Yay for not blind husbands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well spring break is over. I worked the whole time. Awesome. Back to school tomorrow and a fun filled week of work. Can't wait. Hold me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-9012140682281691526?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/9012140682281691526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=9012140682281691526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/9012140682281691526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/9012140682281691526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/03/thats-righti-have.html' title='That&apos;s right...I have...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-1170840115582393480</id><published>2009-03-09T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:47:44.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Day!</title><content type='html'>Sooo....kinda got some good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis has an interview scheduled for his visa on April 22nd! Whoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes in, gets evaluated and then of course...our favorite part...wait...but just a little bit longer. It could be a couple of days to a couple of weeks before he gets called back and told whether or not he has permission to immigrate to the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;Our lawyer says we have a strong case so really we shouldn't worry, and I'm not to worried, but of course I can't help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are starting to look up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-1170840115582393480?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1170840115582393480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=1170840115582393480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1170840115582393480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1170840115582393480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-day.html' title='The Big Day!'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-1455908083449965344</id><published>2009-03-07T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:54:06.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you hear?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SbI2HkqurEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k1De5ZRT1so/s1600-h/morristown+new+jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SbI2HkqurEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k1De5ZRT1so/s200/morristown+new+jersey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310366414353116226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. Derek Stott has been called to serve in the Morristown, New Jersey spanish speaking mission! Whoo! I may be slightly biased...but my brothers are a stud muffins. It's amazing the things they (derek and devyn) have accomplished. Devyn is almost done with his paperwork and derek will be jetting off may 20th...the day before my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-1455908083449965344?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1455908083449965344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=1455908083449965344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1455908083449965344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1455908083449965344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-you-hear.html' title='Did you hear?!'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SbI2HkqurEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/k1De5ZRT1so/s72-c/morristown+new+jersey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-2805314176113392143</id><published>2009-02-19T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:24:19.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the waiting  game</title><content type='html'>SO I got a call from our lawyer. She said that they are working with another case that is about a month ahead of us and that case just got a call for their interview! SOOOO that means the Guatemalan embassy is moving a little quicker than we thought so it could mean that Luis will be getting a call soon! We are hoping that is the case and that everything goes well. We are hoping he gets to come home before the boys leave on theirs missions, but we will be happy either way. I'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SZ5Jcg3bhJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/w8z-bIuhgjE/s1600-h/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SZ5Jcg3bhJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/w8z-bIuhgjE/s200/time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304758165296612498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-2805314176113392143?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2805314176113392143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=2805314176113392143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2805314176113392143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2805314176113392143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-waiting-game.html' title='It&apos;s the waiting  game'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SZ5Jcg3bhJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/w8z-bIuhgjE/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5954509391863579899</id><published>2009-01-26T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:17:59.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are just Cutie McCutersons</title><content type='html'>I'm allowed to say that because they are my family...and it's true. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SX6m5t1I3OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jZI7om3Jypc/s1600-h/Stott_Family_0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SX6m5t1I3OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jZI7om3Jypc/s200/Stott_Family_0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295853722319510754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is typical Stott fashion. We can never really be that serious but I think that is what makes us so fun. I'm happy that we got some great photos and I'm glad &lt;a href="http://courtneybphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt; put up with us! You can see pics on my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?id=502346827&amp;ref=name"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://courtneybphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney's photography website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the boys are back from their missions and we all have a chance to get together, Luis will be in those pics. But for now, we will be happy with the ones we have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I believe if you click on the pic it will get bigger if it isn't big enough...I think...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5954509391863579899?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5954509391863579899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5954509391863579899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5954509391863579899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5954509391863579899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-are-just-cutie-mccutersons.html' title='We are just Cutie McCutersons'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SX6m5t1I3OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jZI7om3Jypc/s72-c/Stott_Family_0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-3492795447867196589</id><published>2009-01-23T11:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:26:33.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really just don't have a good title...so....yeah...</title><content type='html'>I had an urge to write...and then it passed, partially due to the fact that I don't feel like there is much to talk about. But I'm going to anyways. Just had a little visit from my visiting teachers. I think they are awesome and they have cute little toddlers too! They faithfully visit me each month and I love that they put in the effort. It means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going to school and it's still kicking my behind. Lots of studying and note taking are in my future. I am still working, although less hours so I can focus on school and not feel so overwhelmed...although that means less pay...and that kind of stresses me out in a small way...but it needs to be done. &lt;br /&gt;Luis is also still working, as long as the cruise ships come in. We are waiting to hear from the lawyers or visa center for Luis' interview date. We hope it's drawing near. I feel like it is, but I don't want to get my hopes up right yet. &lt;br /&gt;What else? ... &lt;br /&gt;I have a part time nannying job coming up. I'm excited about that :) I love kids so really it's a job I don't mind doing. And she she will be practically a couple months old...so I don't think I will have a problem with that. I think I will still work saturdays and catering events and the bistro but I really don't want to continue there for much longer. It's not something I was to do for the rest of my life although my bosses make it very easy to work there. I am very fortunate to have such an easy going atmosphere. The other day, one of my co-workers commented on how I still babysit and thought it was odd. Being 21 and married, and still babysitting. That's right. I love it. I think even if Luis was still here, I'd babysit, not so many evenings maybe, but you get the drift. I'd be a full time professional babysitter if it would pay the bills. Is there such thing as a full time professional babysitter? And I don't mean a nanny...but like...babysitting for someone different(multiple maybe), every day/week/month, call um' me I need to run some errands without the kids babysitter...?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Not much else is going on. Just avoiding homework...&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-3492795447867196589?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/3492795447867196589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=3492795447867196589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3492795447867196589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3492795447867196589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-just-dont-have-good.html' title='I really just don&apos;t have a good title...so....yeah...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-9113140011386381253</id><published>2009-01-12T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:42:49.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A matter of waiting...</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that 2008 is done and gone but it also seems like it's time for 2008 to be done. I'm back in school...ugh...school...not a favorite of mine...especially with 18 credits to get through this term but it's essential...&lt;br /&gt;Deciding to take 18 credits has limited my working hours to about 20...that's a kick... It's not nearly enough to cover half...or even a fourth of any upcoming paperwork bills Luis and I have coming up but it makes me even more grateful to have a loving dad who will do anything possible to get Luis back here in the states. I only hope we can repay him one day for all the love and support he has shown us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping up with school will be a struggle, but i think I can get through it. Not working will be the struggle though. because my school hours are kind of odd, my boss can't work me in so I am kind of relying on babysitting jobs and anything else I can get my hands on really. One of my co-workers commented on how I still babysat and thought it was a little weird. Honestly I much rather be doing that than working at a bistro...I do have a nannying job lined up, but that's not for a couple months, and until then I have to find a way to keep afloat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note on our paperwork, I met with the social worker who conducted my evaluation for my declaration for hardship for Luis' visa. That was a slightly emotional couple of hours. I was lucky to get a very nice lady who also agreed with families being reunited. It's hard to open up to someone you just met, but I think I managed to get my point across. Now we wait for the social worker to write up her report, send it to the lawyer, if everything looks right they send that with my declaration, the letters from family and friends, and I'm sure anything else that needs to be signed, in to the Visa center who then hopefully approves it, sends it to the Guatemala visa center who will then approve Luis for an interview. Luis has his interview. We wait a little and he gets called back and then they will tell him whether he was approved or not for his Visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to stay optimistic about it all going through. So far no problems. And I think it will stay that way. It could be less than 6 months until he is home and that's what I am hoping for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-9113140011386381253?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/9113140011386381253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=9113140011386381253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/9113140011386381253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/9113140011386381253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/01/matter-of-waiting.html' title='A matter of waiting...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6431429909089415824</id><published>2009-01-03T20:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:18:20.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 yr Aniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A year from now Britany and i got married it was one of the happiest days of my life. I just couldn't be any happier, I got to marry the love of my life and there just isn't any one better. I love her :)  Its been a hard year for us but its almost over (hopefully). We have made it this long and a there is a little bit more left and our love just keeps growing, nothing can stop us. I tell her its like a fairytale and they all end up with happy endings and ours for sure will. i love you sweetie and happy anniversary  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6431429909089415824?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6431429909089415824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6431429909089415824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6431429909089415824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6431429909089415824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-yr-aniversary.html' title='1 yr Aniversary'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06541295685940494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SO7IIDJnOlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nAo4uN5sbXk/S220/l_510473d681768699f7b1b8865b7107e7%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5593323740889475765</id><published>2009-01-03T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:28:40.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy One Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SWARlvYkJkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/izvTVcnfl2k/s1600-h/kiss+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SWARlvYkJkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/izvTVcnfl2k/s200/kiss+kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287245302605293122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dated for a year, engaged for a year and now happily married for a year. It's amazing how time flies. It feels a little bittersweet celebrating our one year anniversary when we aren't together. It's kind of hard to make it a reality when I've only seen him for about three and a half months total out of the year. Hopefully it won't be to much longer until we are together again and live like a real married couple. I can't wait for that day. One day soon :) Until then we will keep living strong. Love you lots papa bear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5593323740889475765?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5593323740889475765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5593323740889475765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5593323740889475765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5593323740889475765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-one-year.html' title='Happy One Year'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SWARlvYkJkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/izvTVcnfl2k/s72-c/kiss+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-9173867583909223713</id><published>2008-12-19T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:49:02.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings...</title><content type='html'>from Guatemala! I'm taking the opportunity to write before it gets to crazy hot around the computer and I start melting on to the keys. I have so much going through my head right now. I've been in Guatemala a week now and I don't think I've felt this home sick before. I think it has to do with it being the holidays and things here aren't really the same as they are there. Luis and I were sitting outside and I heard a christmas song, Nsync to be exact, and I just kind of lost it. I'm torn between spending much needed time with the husband and the traditional christmas with family and friends. I think i finally kind of broke down last night after I stayed home all day while Luis was at work and I had too much time to think. I finished my book, listened to about all the music I could bare, cleaned, watched TV and of course sweat till I thought there was nothing left to sweat. I'm missing my brothers back from college, friends home for the holidays that I haven't seen in what seems forever, tree decorating, and the traditional gathering at the Leishmens...I could go on. I don't want it to feel like I'm ungrateful, because I am grateful. I'm glad I got to spend Luis' birthday with him and soon christmas and just the fact that we are together is a bonus. I just got a bad case of the should-of, would-of, could-of, and ifs and buts. I've been here 6 times. Still feels like the first when people just stare at you when you walk or ride by. I don't speak or understand spanish so it's kind of hard to talk to others and sometimes it's uncomfortable when things don't get explained to me. I get very self conscious and I have to stay on my toes when we go out. Even in the neighborhood I still have to be careful. Luis has some cute little cousins that live next door and they are fun to watch. I think we have been to the little...and when I say little...I mean it...mall...everyday just so I can get out of the heat. We did get to be a normal couple saw a movie in a real theater! Whoo! This morning we hired a Mariachi singer to come and sing this morning to Luis' mom Irma for her birthday. He was pretty good, didn't understand any of it. But it sounded good. Other than that, there's not much else going on. We are pretty much broke so we have to find things to do around the house or the mall. But we are together, so I'll survive. It's starting to get hot so I think I'm gonna get ready for the day. Did i mention that the shower water is cold...all the time...well it is...all the time...awesome...&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-9173867583909223713?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/9173867583909223713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=9173867583909223713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/9173867583909223713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/9173867583909223713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/12/greetings.html' title='Greetings...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6844556393578576838</id><published>2008-11-25T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T05:03:23.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd be happy with just a box of chocolates</title><content type='html'>It's true. Every year dad reminds us to have our christmas lists up before the end of thanksgiving. Fair enough. I can come up with a list of things that I would like to have, some seem more essential than just wants. The list is full of wishes, but I definitely would not be disappointed if I didn't get everything or even half on that list. I've been privileged enough to grow up in a home where every need of mine has been met and even most wants. Even now with my expensive trips to guatemala my parents have been a tremendous help even when they know I won't be able to pay them back right away or even in the next couple months. What patience and love that must take. I am truly blessed and thankful for my wonderful family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6844556393578576838?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6844556393578576838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6844556393578576838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6844556393578576838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6844556393578576838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/id-be-happy-with-just-box-of-chocolates.html' title='I&apos;d be happy with just a box of chocolates'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5261324662523937482</id><published>2008-11-24T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:20:04.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some info</title><content type='html'>So part of the process that we have to go through for Luis' immigration paperwork is a hardship process. Pretty much what we have to do is try and explain why it would be impossible for me to live in Guatemala and how Luis is such a great guy(which he is of course).The part where family and friends can help is writing a letter. So I guess I am asking, if you are willing, to write a letter in support of bringing Luis back to the United States. Here is a basic guideline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DATE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME&lt;br /&gt;ADDRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Whom It May Concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My name is [NAME].  I am a [US CITIZEN? LEGAL PERMANENT RESIDENT?] of the United States.  I make this statement in support of the immigration case of Luis Diaz Jr.&lt;br /&gt; I have known Luis since [HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN HIM? HOW DID YOU MEET HIM?]&lt;br /&gt; [INFORMATION ABOUT LUIS – HOW HE IS A GOOD PERSON, FROM A GOOD FAMILY, HARDWORKING, OR ANY OTHER GOOD STUFF.]&lt;br /&gt; [INFORMATION ABOUT HOW DIFFICULT THINGS WOULD BE FOR BRITANY OF LUIS CANNOT RETURN TO THE UNITED STATES LEGALLY.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;[SIGNATURE]&lt;br /&gt;[NAME]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some haven't had the chance to meet Luis yet, and that makes it kind of difficult to write about him. The lawyers suggested to write as much as you know about him and maybe writing about what you have seen on my side without him here. The importance of family is a good factor to work in, meaning Luis and I as a family and me and my immediate (stott) family. Sending via email would be best but if you prefer the traditional way that is perfectly fine. If you have any questions just let me know! Thank you for all your support and help! It means the world to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My email-britanydiaz521@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Luis email-luisdiaz504@hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5261324662523937482?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5261324662523937482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5261324662523937482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5261324662523937482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5261324662523937482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-info.html' title='Some info'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-7419842966445075162</id><published>2008-11-22T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:12:06.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans</title><content type='html'>So my last blog said I was going to the Carolina Liar concert...Not anymore. Bittersweet. More sweet than bitter. Ok a lot more sweet than bitter. I'm going to see the hubby and won't be around here to see them. Little sad about that. Was really looking forward to see them again but I'm much happier about seeing my husband. I'll be gone for Christmas...and it will be my first Christmas away from my family...and in another country. We'll see how it goes. Either way I am way excited to see Luis. It's long over due. Maybe this will be the last time I will have to travel to Guatemala to see him? Cross your fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-7419842966445075162?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/7419842966445075162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=7419842966445075162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7419842966445075162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7419842966445075162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-3035137041811211677</id><published>2008-11-19T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:47:32.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework, movies and concerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SSSOS3zlA9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bwjbREkLcS0/s1600-h/1994-01-26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SSSOS3zlA9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bwjbREkLcS0/s200/1994-01-26.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270493918799397842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in no mood for homework. It's just the pits. I must have some kind of major case of writer's block. It doesn't help that I have two papers due and I can't come up with any ideas or any way to put my very minimal ideas onto paper. I have no motivation. None. There has got to be a way to get past this. It's just taking me an awfully long time to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Other than the slue of homework I feel like a little school girl.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I read through the Twilight series...yet again...&lt;br /&gt;I really just enjoy reading them...and I'm excited for the movie. Again, little school girl feelings. Can't help it. I'm on team edward. I feel like I'm the oldest person(not that I'm old...I've been told I'm still a baby...thank you for that...?) out there excited about the books and excited about the movie... But. I'm sure i'm not?&lt;br /&gt;In concert news Carolina Liar and The Airborne Toxic Event are coming to portland on the 18th of December and I'm way excited. I saw Carolina Liar just a couple weeks ago and they were AMAZING and now I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to see them again. They are that awesome. I got to meet them after the concert and seriously...they were so nice. Tickets are only 12 bucks and it's at the Crystal Ball Room so if anyone is interested my friend Katie and I are going to go and if you need a concert buddy you are more than welcome to come too!&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of their most known songs. I'm Not Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u3GmxgJeg48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u3GmxgJeg48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-3035137041811211677?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/3035137041811211677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=3035137041811211677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3035137041811211677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3035137041811211677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-been-in-no-mood-for-homework.html' title='Homework, movies and concerts'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SSSOS3zlA9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bwjbREkLcS0/s72-c/1994-01-26.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8980371574066491948</id><published>2008-11-15T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:09:36.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sumthin...</title><content type='html'>It's been a week or two so I thought I would update a little. And I mean little. Not much has gone on. No word on the paperwork but it doesn't worry me. I'm still working and going to school and homework is still kicking my butt. Oh buddy. I can't wait for the day to come that I won't have to do homework again! Luis is doing well. He still gets to work every once in a while and his mom is still making delicious cakes. He fell off his motorcycle the other day...something I am NOT happy about...his skinned his knee and his elbow just a little bit...and that's about it...but still...I was never happy about the whole motorcycle thing in the beginning...even if it is the easiest way of transportation down there...at least he's alive. I can be thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;Well besides that nothing really has been going down. The boys(my brothers) are coming home for thanksgiving and i'm excited to see them. I miss them more than they probably think! It will be fun to have them home even for the short while.&lt;br /&gt;Well. I'm off to do more homework...highlight of my day ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8980371574066491948?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8980371574066491948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8980371574066491948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8980371574066491948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8980371574066491948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/sumthin.html' title='a sumthin...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-2398787886821416390</id><published>2008-11-03T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:38:16.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad is amazing</title><content type='html'>My computer crashed. Got the blue screen of death...a couple times...not awesome. But somehow my amazing dad fixed it. I'm pretty sure he can do just about anything. and if he can't...he figures it out. It's just amazing how much he does for our family, like taking time to fix my silly little laptop. Yep. Dad is fan-freakin-tastic. Love him lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-2398787886821416390?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2398787886821416390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=2398787886821416390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2398787886821416390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2398787886821416390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-dad-is-amazing.html' title='My dad is amazing'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-935764961839220313</id><published>2008-11-02T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:48:37.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one good one bad thats my theory</title><content type='html'>so one great awsome thing happened last week and that was monica went back to oregon. thats great but but i've noticed something in my life when something good happens something bad has to happen or the other way around. it all started when monica left that next day my cousin dislocated his shoulder in my head i was like so that was the bad thing but it didn't happen to me. now I'm waiting for something good to happen. There seems to be a lot of family drama in Guatemala that is unavoidable. I don't want that for my mom. I just have to hope that everyone will grow up. But I really am happy for Monica. It's all we wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-935764961839220313?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/935764961839220313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=935764961839220313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/935764961839220313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/935764961839220313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-good-one-bad-thats-my-theory.html' title='one good one bad thats my theory'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06541295685940494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SO7IIDJnOlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nAo4uN5sbXk/S220/l_510473d681768699f7b1b8865b7107e7%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8001116047428319435</id><published>2008-10-13T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:54:54.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today Luis and I received an email from our paralegal saying our petition was approved! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That means we can apply for Luis' visa and turn in our hardship letters! We didn't think it would go this fast! We are so happy it did. Monica's paperwork is going well so we are hoping Luis' will too! Happy Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8001116047428319435?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8001116047428319435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8001116047428319435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8001116047428319435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8001116047428319435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-step-closer.html' title='One step closer!'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6614172950232426296</id><published>2008-10-09T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:53:55.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little release</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like nothing is going right. you want to be like, screw everything. yeah thats me right now. not cool. its like need something and cant have it  but don't know what it is. the job i have isn't going right, I'm broke, and just not been in the mood to deal with nothin. how do i deal with it?  I just don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6614172950232426296?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6614172950232426296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6614172950232426296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6614172950232426296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6614172950232426296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-you-ever-felt-like-nothing-is-goin.html' title='a little release'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06541295685940494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SO7IIDJnOlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nAo4uN5sbXk/S220/l_510473d681768699f7b1b8865b7107e7%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8717533687835813525</id><published>2008-10-02T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:49:33.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One other thing...</title><content type='html'>So I'm into this whole photo editing, online scrapbooking and so on junk...not that I am remotely good at, or do it often...But when I find something new...I get excited and spend all night playing with it...Even if I'm the last one to discover it...It's g&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/"&gt;oogles newest photo editor&lt;/a&gt; and I think it's pretty handy. It's pretty much fool proof...that means Britany proof...and you can make collages which is super awesome for me cuz that's what I like to use as my desktop. It's a quick little download and it searches for all your photos so you don't have to do any importing! Yay for new discoveries!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8717533687835813525?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8717533687835813525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8717533687835813525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8717533687835813525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8717533687835813525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-other-thing.html' title='One other thing...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6453892775408715870</id><published>2008-10-02T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:36:53.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SOR5juyHd-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/VomzmpPGB9k/s1600-h/bros+and+hoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SOR5juyHd-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/VomzmpPGB9k/s320/bros+and+hoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I was organizing some of my pictures and ran across this one. I absolutely love my brothers and I was so proud of them when they recieved their Eagles for scouts. I miss them tons while they are off doin the college thing....Whatever....they would go be smart...Either way...I love em...and miss em. and they are so darn cute.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6453892775408715870?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6453892775408715870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6453892775408715870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6453892775408715870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6453892775408715870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-old.html' title='A little old?'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SOR5juyHd-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/VomzmpPGB9k/s72-c/bros+and+hoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5560736464403228750</id><published>2008-09-21T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:26:13.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love online scrapbooking,</title><content type='html'>It leads me to so many new things and I think this is one of my favorite things so far. Yay for new blog headers! Give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wordle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5560736464403228750?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5560736464403228750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5560736464403228750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5560736464403228750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5560736464403228750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-online-scrapbooking.html' title='I love online scrapbooking,'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8621604896780183879</id><published>2008-09-21T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:39:32.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5, class, letter</title><content type='html'>Trip number five! I'm back once again. It's bittersweet as always. I had a great time with Luis and I needed that time with him real bad. The time apart puts a serious toll on me, and him as well. Just being able to see him face to face, to be able to actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt; to him without a phone...amazing! It puts me at ease the moment I see his face when I'm walking out of the airport. I can only hope and wish and have faith that he will be able to come back soon and we can start getting settled into our crazy married life. How wonderful would that be? Simply gratifying.&lt;br /&gt;I start classes again tomorrow...whoo...I'm going to try for the 2010 nursing program to become...well...a nurse. Yay! I think this is my true calling, besides being a wife and future mom. I've been dwindling far to long and it's time to get on track. It feels good to know what I really want to do now.&lt;br /&gt;Luis and I recived a letter from our lawyer telling us what we can start working on while we wait for the next step which is Luis' interview for his visa. So now we can start writing our letters for hardship. This means I write a letter saying I can't survive without Luis, here, in the United States while I go to school, work and have my family here and how impossible it would be for me to live in Guatemala for the next 10 years. AND then Luis has to write a letter pretty much saying him being apart from me would effect me. Cuz it's all about me. Or that's what we have to make it sound like. Along with our 2 letters, we need family and friends to write letters for us to show their support for Luis coming back to the States. It all makes me very nervous. There are a bunch of 'what ifs' running through my mind but I'm trying my best to think positivly without getting my hopes crushed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the emmy's and Josh Groban is coming on...so...I'm gonna go watch him...cuz i love him. How could you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course I love my husband more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8621604896780183879?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8621604896780183879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8621604896780183879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8621604896780183879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8621604896780183879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-class-letter.html' title='5, class, letter'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-1735959165640636392</id><published>2008-09-04T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:18:54.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Two</title><content type='html'>Devyn left yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Took a little effort to not start bawling.&lt;br /&gt;Both little brothers are off doing the college thing. It's a little quiet around here. But not to quiet. There are still 2 little girls that know how to make lots of noise.&lt;br /&gt;But ya know. Miss the bros.&lt;br /&gt;On another note. I am making another trip to Guatemala to see the hubby!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be flat broke...but...I gotta go. I'm excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-1735959165640636392?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1735959165640636392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=1735959165640636392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1735959165640636392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1735959165640636392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-two.html' title='Take Two'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8908069002512904284</id><published>2008-08-26T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T05:53:07.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbyes'/><title type='text'>One down. One to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Back to school. Back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool. I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight. Ohhhh, back to school. Back to school. Back to school. Well, here goes nothing." -Billy Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I only teared up a little when Derek left this morning. Ok...maybe a few tears got a away...but I wanted to make it as painless as possible for both of us. Sad day. Off he goes to college. BYU-Utah. Of course I'm happy for him. But I'll miss him and his quirky remarks...his fighting with Annie...not so much... I'd like to think that my brothers and I are close...I know not the closest of close...we didn't pour our hearts and souls out to one another, but there is something definatly there I'm gonna miss while they are off getting edumacated. I'll miss laughing with them...and at them. I'm sure they'll have stuff to share with me every once in a while...but you know...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will be the same when Devyn leaves in a week. And I'll write again when he does.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be quiet around here...not to quiet...there are still 2 little girls which the world revolves around...if you asked them...Poor dad...so many girls to deal with...Annie has a long list of sports she's gonna do just to keep dad on his toes :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll have school starting up at the end of next month to keep me busy...to keep my mind and fingers busy. Always have to be busy.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud of my brothers, even if they are leaving me hear alone...I'll forgive them one day. I love them lots. And I probably don't tell them that enough, but I hope they know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8908069002512904284?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8908069002512904284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8908069002512904284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8908069002512904284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8908069002512904284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-down-one-to-go.html' title='One down. One to go.'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6063617037596451645</id><published>2008-08-03T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:41:13.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a true miracle</title><content type='html'>For you that don't know, I work at a toll booth on the highway collecting money.  this is how my day started. i had just gotten back from lunch i was doing my job when i heard a scream. i didn't even get a chance to turn my head when i heard and felt something coming behind me and crashing in the back of me. i felt it on my back and legs i froze and stayed calm while i felt like i was gonna die or something crazy bad was happening to me i found a way to slip out and came out calm and a work partner said 'hey come here so i went and was like what the heck happened i looked behind me and i saw a crazy big semi trailer had crashed in my cabin. people were freaking out thinking i was dead cuz they said there was no way i could of survived that. but i did. just look at the picture. crazy.  so next day i went to church to say thank you to god cuz he was the only one that could of saved me from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SJZhs0kvWUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mqcV-mKWh_I/s1600-h/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230475439892289858" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SJZhs0kvWUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mqcV-mKWh_I/s320/crash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6063617037596451645?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6063617037596451645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6063617037596451645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6063617037596451645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6063617037596451645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-yeah-this-is-how-it-started-i-had.html' title='a true miracle'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06541295685940494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SO7IIDJnOlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nAo4uN5sbXk/S220/l_510473d681768699f7b1b8865b7107e7%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SJZhs0kvWUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mqcV-mKWh_I/s72-c/crash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5236510707723044410</id><published>2008-07-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:30:38.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shambam</title><content type='html'>So our first part of the paperwork is FINALLY through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo! What a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to work...that is not a sigh of relief. In fact, I am quite tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another dollar.  : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/sigh/NMAC2008/Avatars/Charlie-Brown-sigh.png?o=21" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll62/NMAC2008/Avatars/Charlie-Brown-sigh.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5236510707723044410?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5236510707723044410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5236510707723044410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5236510707723044410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5236510707723044410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/07/shambam.html' title='Shambam'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll62/NMAC2008/Avatars/th_Charlie-Brown-sigh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6085340268164499608</id><published>2008-07-23T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T01:49:24.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No joke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8135620242822234506-6085340268164499608?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6085340268164499608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6085340268164499608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6085340268164499608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6085340268164499608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-joke.html' title='No joke.'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5714131256648989257</id><published>2008-07-20T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:59:48.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Hobbies and News</title><content type='html'>I've been on this new kick of online scrapbooking/photography. I don't know if it's just a phase but I think photography, along with scrapbooking, is something I would really like to look into as a part time hobby. I def. don't have an awesome camera, or any awesome photography programs, but slowly I am learning and discovering new things. I hope that one day I will be able to purchase an awesome camera and awesome photography software...till then, i will dream and keep researching and admiring the pieces of work that i find.&lt;br /&gt;Here's some good news: Luis found a job! So far so good. I'll let him tell you what he does when he has a chance. He's been working nonstop for the past couple days so he doesn't have much time to do anything, but he's figuring it out. I'm happy for him. He's keeping busy and working towards our future together. I love him lots!&lt;br /&gt;I am signed up for yet more classes this next term at PCC. 17 credits anyone? We'll see how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;One other thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a Interior Design party on the 31st of July and anyone is welcome to attend. We are having fondue. I mean...come on...who doesn't like fondue? Just let me know if you want to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5714131256648989257?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5714131256648989257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5714131256648989257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5714131256648989257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5714131256648989257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/07/hobbies-and-news.html' title='Hobbies and News'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-2079629755401710894</id><published>2008-07-06T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:41:26.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stressin</title><content type='html'>So i went to a interview this thursday at the capital and its a pretty good paying job. The people were impressed with my english and they offered me a job and at first i was happy. I signed everything i needed to start training, i finished and headed home and i didn't get home till around 8pm. When i got home i figured it all out and it sucked. My schedule would be get up at 3am so a bus could pick me up at 4AM. Not cool right? Start work at 8am get off at 4:30pm then i would get home 8ish, sleep, do it over again and i would only get saturday off.  Not worth it. I would get like five hours of sleep every day, if that, and no time to do anything else. To harsh what do you think?   holla at me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-2079629755401710894?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2079629755401710894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=2079629755401710894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2079629755401710894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2079629755401710894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/07/stressin.html' title='stressin'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06541295685940494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SO7IIDJnOlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nAo4uN5sbXk/S220/l_510473d681768699f7b1b8865b7107e7%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-7336714016447825784</id><published>2008-06-27T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:20:55.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movie!&lt;br /&gt;I saw Wall-e last night with Katie and Jewell.&lt;br /&gt;It's way cute.&lt;br /&gt;I recommended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SGVLf9T2IkI/AAAAAAAAACc/-RAUsGt2DMg/s1600-h/wall-e_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SGVLf9T2IkI/AAAAAAAAACc/-RAUsGt2DMg/s200/wall-e_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216658755784417858" 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/8135620242822234506-7336714016447825784?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/7336714016447825784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=7336714016447825784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7336714016447825784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7336714016447825784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-favorite.html' title='New Favorite...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SGVLf9T2IkI/AAAAAAAAACc/-RAUsGt2DMg/s72-c/wall-e_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5025088471634213915</id><published>2008-06-26T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:35:11.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my gangster husband &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SGPvQldjGVI/AAAAAAAAACU/8jWORw43nTI/s1600-h/love-115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SGPvQldjGVI/AAAAAAAAACU/8jWORw43nTI/s200/love-115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216275861638158674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5025088471634213915?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5025088471634213915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5025088471634213915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5025088471634213915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5025088471634213915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/06/just.html' title='Just'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SGPvQldjGVI/AAAAAAAAACU/8jWORw43nTI/s72-c/love-115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-3324665796991195459</id><published>2008-06-25T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:23:50.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscin'</title><content type='html'>I was runnin late into work  feelin my head going boom boom like if my heart was up there , ha, wonder why? im comin in and when i was walking I see this cute girl with her head down puttin cloths on hangers when she raises her head up and smiles  and im like  hello. yeah i swear my head quites bumpin and then my heart starts . crazy stuff true story. she worked in the intimate section near the shoe back room so you know i was going back there as much as i could tryin to spit some game, you know what i mean but man i could go past the flirtin part i was scared of rejection or something weird just getting done with a long relationship, afraid to get in a new one. I remember this night I checked this girl out but the i figured out she always went to me so i could check her out wondering if she did it on purpose. I asked my homie danny, "hey fool  shes cute hu?" he was like," yeah fool, go talk to her ." so i did  but i punked out and didnt ask for a number or nothing. the a couple min. later she comes back and asks me for a little plastic bag. then the rest of my shift i was disappointed in me. so shift is over and i run to my car cause it was raining and when i turn my car on I see a plastic bag on my windshield. I grab it and look at what in side and its notes from Britany ha i'm like tight. and it had her number on there  and said call me, ha i was like excited so you know I did call her   and now we're married,  hella sick,  i haven't been happier . right now i crazy miss her but i know we will have a happy future together, it's worth the wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-3324665796991195459?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/3324665796991195459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=3324665796991195459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3324665796991195459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/3324665796991195459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/06/remenissin.html' title='reminiscin&apos;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06541295685940494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQV26AmElRY/SO7IIDJnOlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nAo4uN5sbXk/S220/l_510473d681768699f7b1b8865b7107e7%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-1641713026148785620</id><published>2008-06-21T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:16:50.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back...again?</title><content type='html'>Tis' true. I had a lovely time with my hubby this past week. For sure was not long enough, but it was much needed and i am thankful for the time that we did have together. It had been 3 months since we had last seen each other...and that seemed like for freakin ever. We had the chance to stay in Antigua for a couple nights and just spend some time away from his 'sometimes' nosey family...that i just love to death...(really Luis, I do...) We got dressed up, went to dinner, shopped around, ate lots of food...It was just wonderful to actually be husband and wife...in one country...together...speaking english...together...did i mention together? Even if it's hot...and stuffy...and humid...and there are bugs that like to bite...and rain that comes and goes inconveniently...and there's really not much to do...it's the together thing. We got to go see a movie...in a theater! That was exciting. That is something I missed. I think that was kind of our thing...when we weren't broke...The movies. The power went out a couple times...and it was a little warm...but it was still good...We saw Indiana Jones...Shia Leboeuf is in it...mmm...Shia...anywho...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently dark rooms mean you can make out all you want...I heard lips smacking around me the whole time...sick....And...in guess in Guatemalan theaters there is no such thing as an indoor voice...&lt;br /&gt;In Escuintla...where Luis lives...I'm the only white person around...Luis says "even the girls are checking you out"...no no...it's cuz i'm white...and female...holding hands with the guatemalan i call my husband. but thanks?&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I had a really good time and can't wait till i get to go again but I even more than that, I can't wait till he gets to come back and we can really get our life together going. Seriously. I love that man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-1641713026148785620?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1641713026148785620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=1641713026148785620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1641713026148785620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1641713026148785620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/06/backagain.html' title='back...again?'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-53309948316435572</id><published>2008-05-31T01:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T02:21:08.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be sleeping</title><content type='html'>But...I'm not...So...blogging time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to much has been going on. I'm almost finished with this term of school and i'm convinced that I am failing 3 out of 3 classes...it's a good feeling...&lt;br /&gt;I turned 21. Went to the traditional dinner with the family, which is always a hoot. Those are always a favorite. We pretty much just make fun of each other the whole time. It's all out of love. Went to dinner with the few friends I have here, but am thankful for, at the Portland City Grill. It was amazing. The service was amazing, the food...phenomenal. The view...fabulous. It just so happen to be thunder and lightening that night at we got the whole show! The birthday dessert...Mmm...I had a lot of fun. I needed it.&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I work...and then work some more it seems. I'm trying to keep positive so I will want to go the next day...Some days are harder than others...I think part of it has to do with attitudes....Not just mine, but with co-workers...All I can do really is say 'oh well' and hope they realize they are bringing others down and snap out of the sass.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting closer to June 11th. I can't frikin wait. It's all i need right now. Just to see my husband. I don't know how to explain the feelings I have. It's just time. I need to see him now. I hate that my emotions rule me. I can pretty much cry on a drop of a dime. I find myself to be in a much somber mood these days and almost don't know how to take myself out of it. I can keep myself busy as much as I want...but that doesn't change anything. I'm trying...but I can only do so much.&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Maquel Weed is getting hitched at the end of June! I remember when we used to sit on my bed an play cards all night long...those where the days. Bestest of friends. I feel like she's always been strong in the church or at least somewhat more connected than me, but I admire her for that, and for the influences she had on me as a friend then and now.&lt;br /&gt;I am now thinking to myself that I really should try and sleep...so...I will write sometime later....one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-53309948316435572?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/53309948316435572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=53309948316435572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/53309948316435572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/53309948316435572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-should-be-sleeping.html' title='I should be sleeping'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-7937044743462637989</id><published>2008-05-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:20:15.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weather, under the weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCu5UgywK3I/AAAAAAAAACM/XneeziVpqp8/s1600-h/sunshine.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCu5UgywK3I/AAAAAAAAACM/XneeziVpqp8/s200/sunshine.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200453956780698482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...It's starting to warm up outside. The clouds pretty much disappeared this afternoon which made it even better. Here's the crap side of it. I feel like crap...That's cool... here's some nice weather with a side of headaches, sinus flares, stomachaches,  weakness and  no will to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;Good Story.&lt;br /&gt;Well...I can hope that I start to feel better within the day or 2...It would be nice to enjoy some good weather.&lt;br /&gt;ON a better note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...am going to see...Luis...in June...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm STOKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke.&lt;br /&gt;It's about time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCu45AywK2I/AAAAAAAAACE/LUi7-n57bFs/s1600-h/airplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCu45AywK2I/AAAAAAAAACE/LUi7-n57bFs/s200/airplane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200453484334295906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-7937044743462637989?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/7937044743462637989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=7937044743462637989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7937044743462637989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7937044743462637989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-weather-under-weather.html' title='Nice weather, under the weather...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCu5UgywK3I/AAAAAAAAACM/XneeziVpqp8/s72-c/sunshine.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-2071790534247422156</id><published>2008-05-07T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:56:02.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little sumin sumin...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I last wrote...&lt;br /&gt;Luis lost his job, but at no fault of his own. We are thinking it had to do with some kind of family drama...but what can you do...He's had a couple of interviews...some sound better than others, others are closer than others...but we're crossing our fingers that it will be a job that will treat him well and the pay will be enough.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCKRj7gqJHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-EHhcV2WPMg/s1600-h/hot+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCKRj7gqJHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-EHhcV2WPMg/s200/hot+sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197876966395094130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess it's crazy hot down there right now. Luis says he just melts sitting there...&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally found some dates that I will be able to go visit him...I'm thinking in about a month...so hopefully it won't be to crazy hot when I get down there.&lt;br /&gt;Work and school are going fine for me. Same as always.&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to get out much and that means more time to clean, eat less, drink more water and  starting...again... this week, GYM TIME.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how long that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;I cut out fast food and soda for a start.&lt;br /&gt;Except starbucks hot chocolate....that doesn't count...and regular chocolate...in moderation...of course...&lt;br /&gt;And today when I was going to donate blood I found out my iron is 2 points low...Nothing to be alarmed about, but something work on they say.&lt;br /&gt;More spinach for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, I learned how to belay for the rock wall the other day. That was exciting. I'm stoked to work grad nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis and I are working on the first part of paperwork to send in. One step closer to having him home. I can't wait. OYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-2071790534247422156?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2071790534247422156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=2071790534247422156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2071790534247422156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2071790534247422156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-little-sumin-sumin.html' title='Just a little sumin sumin...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SCKRj7gqJHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-EHhcV2WPMg/s72-c/hot+sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8308142382631664686</id><published>2008-04-27T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T02:18:25.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't come up with anything creative...sorry...</title><content type='html'>Um...No...I didn't Not take a pic after I had my wisdom teeth removed. I'll let you visualize what that might have been like. I have been enjoying my days of sleep. Something I haven't done in a while. Come to find out vicodin knocks me out. That makes is my new best friend. In a safe, good, healthy way of course.  Pain is a little bit duller today. Tried to eat pizza today...didn't work so well. Back to top ramen and cottage cheese. The pain that was on the left side before I got my teeth pulled is pretty much gone, it's the right side that's killer now. What's with that? There's no winning. I've got to work Sunday and I'm hoping all will go well. Mom is a little worried. Guess I've been a little slow...loopy...I haven't stayed awake for more than 3 hours without taking a little cat nap and she's worried I'll over work myself...sooo...yay for adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8308142382631664686?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8308142382631664686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8308142382631664686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8308142382631664686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8308142382631664686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-couldnt-come-up-with-anything.html' title='I couldn&apos;t come up with anything creative...sorry...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-6272790709981339731</id><published>2008-04-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:54:58.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipmunks</title><content type='html'>Day 2...slightly better than Day 1. I can actually swallow...kinda...I'm down to one pain pill...but right now i feel like I should be taking 3...My right side is worse than the left...and I'm pretty sure there is a piece of rice stuck in the back somewhere and I can get it cuz I can't open my mouth more then a couple centimeters. I'm fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all get our wisdom teeth pulled...It will make you fun to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis got a laugh at me when I tried to talk to him on the phone...FYI hunny...not funny...but thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to let it out. Gets kind of lonely sitting here all day and not be able to talk. But. I'm good. It's almost over with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-6272790709981339731?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/6272790709981339731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=6272790709981339731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6272790709981339731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/6272790709981339731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/04/chipmunks.html' title='Chipmunks'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-8155184121468893291</id><published>2008-04-13T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:16:26.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just picking at my brain...</title><content type='html'>I haven't written anything for a while...But not much has gone on besides &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;LEISHA&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;VAHE&lt;/span&gt; getting married yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SAMDQPtH_UI/AAAAAAAAABM/NVpA-Pd40kc/s1600-h/WeddingBells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SAMDQPtH_UI/AAAAAAAAABM/NVpA-Pd40kc/s200/WeddingBells.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188994773289532738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Yay! It was so cute. The weather was just perfect. The Temple was beautiful and the reception was amazing and had a great turn out and there was sooo much food. They are still trying to get rid of it. Leisha looked absolutely gorgeous. Vahe was stunning. You could defiantly tell they are going to be happy together forever. I'm so ecstatic for them and wish them only the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It all reminded me of my hubby and I. I just want, so bad, him to be here with me. Watching everyone dance, and me not being able to dance with with Luis killed me. Luckily I have a loving brother that asked me to dance, and I love him for that. He made me feel good. Anywho...I just got to thinking...over all...that i really hate not being able to dance with my husband when I want to...cook for him when he gets home from work...go to the park with him whenever we want...hold his hand when were just standing there...sleep next to him every night...even though he snores...seriously...&lt;br /&gt;I even had a hard time being around couples, I almost avoid being in those situations where I know there are going to be couples or couple there and I won't feel like going because I know I will feel upset or sad. i mean don't get me wrong, yay for couples!, it's just...I guess I'm envious in a way, and I know that sounds ridiculous and I should just get over it but at the same time I try not to let it get to me, I shouldn't let it. It's couples being couples. I just miss him so much and I want to be able to do those same couple things that I see every day. We are married and we'll be together forever, and I hope it will be HERE together Fooorr EvvEr(Think Sandlot...anyone? anyone?....)  Some days are harder than others...but we find a way to push through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-8155184121468893291?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8155184121468893291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=8155184121468893291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8155184121468893291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/8155184121468893291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-picking-at-my-brain.html' title='Just picking at my brain...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/SAMDQPtH_UI/AAAAAAAAABM/NVpA-Pd40kc/s72-c/WeddingBells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-5723419080177007631</id><published>2008-03-26T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:10:57.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's coming in....sideways...No worries!</title><content type='html'>I went to go see the oral surgeon guy today. 3 0f 4 wisdom teeth are growing in fine for the most part... the one...is coming in sideways...and when i say sideways...i mean it...I saw the xray....and it's pretty uncomfortable...There is a constant dull pain in my mouth from my wisdom teeth...it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 23. 8.30am. I am finally getting rid of them. thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;My bottom teeth are on a nerve line or something to that effect and so it was probably bruise, meaning my lip might go numb for a while...I ask what a while is...he says 6 to 8 weeks. A while my tush. 'Yeah, be careful when you drink...ha ha ha'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk move mr oral surgeon man. jerk move...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-5723419080177007631?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5723419080177007631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=5723419080177007631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5723419080177007631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/5723419080177007631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-coming-insidewaysno-worries.html' title='It&apos;s coming in....sideways...No worries!'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-2874466897429709372</id><published>2008-03-25T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:37:29.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-mTMhf6iiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YA30keBEfnc/s1600-h/lg_horiz_trendwest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-mTMhf6iiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YA30keBEfnc/s320/lg_horiz_trendwest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181834689626409506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the chance to go to the beach with Erica and her family who stayed in a cute little pent house in Seaside. Above is the resort we stayed at. It's right on the beach. And the place we stayed is on the first floor, one with the windows in the corner...yeah... I've never slept so good. The bed....amazing...sheets felt like a frikin cloud. I was nice just to get away from home and work and even family for a night. The only thing that could have made it perfect would to have Luis there with me...of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-maHRf6ijI/AAAAAAAAABE/0Df8EMMAfDU/s1600-h/shell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-maHRf6ijI/AAAAAAAAABE/0Df8EMMAfDU/s320/shell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181842296013490738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple days...slash...a week ago Luis had an incident at the gas station where he works at and pretty much things have been falling to crap up till now. He wrote a letter to the big boss people and actually got a reply back and they asked for his resume and so we are hoping for good things. Possibly a better job, although he is doing ok with his assistant shift manager job...or whatever he calls it, i'm sure he will correct me...But things could always be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-2874466897429709372?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2874466897429709372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=2874466897429709372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2874466897429709372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/2874466897429709372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/03/beach-trip.html' title='Beach Trip!'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-mTMhf6iiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YA30keBEfnc/s72-c/lg_horiz_trendwest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-7976327340307646801</id><published>2008-03-22T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:23:01.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-XX5Bf6igI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6PCDfZSo6NI/s1600-h/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-XX5Bf6igI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6PCDfZSo6NI/s320/tired.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180784321014434306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...I feel tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i were a cat...that's how I would look. Pretty cute huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No naps for me or else I won't sleep tonight. Got to keep myself occupied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the easter basket thing today with the family. Kate SWEARS she saw the Easter Bunny outside and made me go look right away. She saw the bunnies ears behind my car. Ends up that the girls easter baskets were in dad's truck and dad left the house door open so some how the Easter bunny got inside and left a whole bunch of eggs. Kate and Annie were ecstatic. The bunny is really good at hiding the boys baskets...took everyone a good couple of minutes before they found them in the freezer...We decorated eggs...made a mess...always fun. Kate ate her right after she was done. She's a character :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good old Easter Bunny.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-W7Axf6ifI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q_ewkRfRDtY/s1600-h/easter_bunny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-W7Axf6ifI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q_ewkRfRDtY/s320/easter_bunny.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180752568321214962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should be a blast....I use extreme sarcasim. I love my grandmas...But they can be so crazy sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;The grandmas have a Easter/Celebrate Dad's Birthday Party planned for tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-7976327340307646801?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/7976327340307646801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=7976327340307646801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7976327340307646801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/7976327340307646801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/03/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-XX5Bf6igI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6PCDfZSo6NI/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-615072956367758062</id><published>2008-03-20T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:59:33.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money? What money?</title><content type='html'>I try not to worry about it, same with Luis. But when it comes down to not being able to call one another cuz we're low on money...it's just ridiculous...I'm trying not to feel frustrated and reassuring myself that everything will turn out just fine, but it's time like these that just drag me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy thoughts...happy thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-615072956367758062?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/615072956367758062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=615072956367758062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/615072956367758062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/615072956367758062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/03/money-what-money.html' title='Money? What money?'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135620242822234506.post-1307085871566878588</id><published>2008-03-19T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:34:52.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're gonna try this out...</title><content type='html'>It's hard living in 2 different places. People ask how we are doing and managing and some want to hear from Luis(or Neto) so I thought this would be a nice little way to keep up with both of  us. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135620242822234506-1307085871566878588?l=netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1307085871566878588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135620242822234506&amp;postID=1307085871566878588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1307085871566878588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135620242822234506/posts/default/1307085871566878588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://netoandbritanyann.blogspot.com/2008/03/were-gonna-try-this-out.html' title='We&apos;re gonna try this out...'/><author><name>Britany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05210885031784407272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7p8XMpvWHxc/R-NUXhf6ieI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FHF87yi5TmA/S220/IMG_1599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
