<?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-4457472336993045772</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:18:17.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Kathleen's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-520089041365488528</id><published>2012-02-16T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T12:38:53.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRXJe0Bqt00/Tz1mwBXAg5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CR9ZrSF_m1g/s1600/week%2B25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 112px; height: 200px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709832877760349074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRXJe0Bqt00/Tz1mwBXAg5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CR9ZrSF_m1g/s200/week%2B25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;First off, lets start this with the gorgeous flowers my husband had sent to my work on Valentine's Day.  What a sweet man.  He was out of town for work on Vday, so he made up for it with pretty flowers.  He is a good man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YOp9IBx7RB8/Tz1mwsazWRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4Bd_f0urlxI/s1600/week%2B25%2B-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709832889318988050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YOp9IBx7RB8/Tz1mwsazWRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4Bd_f0urlxI/s200/week%2B25%2B-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1kMjmxMiWX4/Tz1mxdLjtNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CKp2122yTWQ/s1600/week%2B25%2B-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 112px; height: 200px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709832902408385746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1kMjmxMiWX4/Tz1mxdLjtNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CKp2122yTWQ/s200/week%2B25%2B-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Here you are.  Pictures.  I am 25 weeks pregnant.  15 weeks to go.  I am a little chubby.  I am always hungry.  The best part, I still LOVE being pregnant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Went to the doctor today.  Everything is measuring perfectly.  My weight is SLIGHTLY higher then all the crazy websites say it should be, but I am just going to have to get over that.  Maybe try to eat a little healthier and not so crappy haha.  It just so happens the foods I want are not foods that are good for me haha.  The little man has a great 155 heart beat.  Also, got my glucose test.  I PASSED!  Thank goodness!  I was concerend!  Got an 85 on it. And, I love the sugary orange drink.  I think it's delicious.  I don't know why everyone makes such a big deal of it.  It tastes like an ice cold, melted otter pop.  I thought it was delicious.  Don't judge.... I know someone else (kenna) that also thinks the drink is fairly good.  On to baby news... he is getting more active daily.  His movements have started to change.  They have beomc longer, more dragging feeling movements, not JUST little kicks here and there.  Though, my random kicks are still there most of the time, it is fun to feel that once in a while, his movements are different and I can feel the difference.  This morning, I put the remote on my belly to proce to John how strong he has gotten.  Oh I did!  That little guy kicked the remote and John got to see it wobble right away haha.  It was hilarious and wonderful.  This little man sure doesn't listen to his mama well.  I am supposed to start keeping track of how many movements and when the movements happen at week 28.  Kinda freaky.  I guess its to help them make sure I am not going in to early labor.  I hope he is kicking me as much then as he is now!  That's only 3 weeks away!   Hmmm.. what else... I feel as though I could be missing telling you things, but I can't think of anything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-520089041365488528?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/520089041365488528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=520089041365488528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/520089041365488528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/520089041365488528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-25.html' title='Week 25'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRXJe0Bqt00/Tz1mwBXAg5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CR9ZrSF_m1g/s72-c/week%2B25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-5647638674892046835</id><published>2012-02-08T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T11:32:37.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another week.. more food, more belly, more love.  Not too much to update.  Little guy is super squirmy.  Growing every day along with mom.  My dear friend Kenna told me to take a full picture with my face in it, so I had my loving husband take one this morning.  You have never seen a picture so bad in your life.  Like seriously.. bad angle, bad lighting, fat face, swollen eyes (needed to up the water today)... So, since I was out of home time, I decided to attempt my own at work.  Let's just say, none of this has gone as planned today.  I am sorry the pictures are so horrid.  I can't just sit and smile for pictures.  I am the definition of awkward.  But, here is a normally belly shot, so I can compare to the others, and one larger one just for Kenna.  If anyone makes fun of me, I will come after you.  I have pregnancy super hero strength.  Watch out.  I mean really, if any of you wanted to lie to me and flatter me, this is the week to do it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_QTvGVKIo1c/TzLNknvcN0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/nSeKIx0nzcw/s1600/Week%2B24%2Bfatty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 112px; height: 200px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706849706858788674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_QTvGVKIo1c/TzLNknvcN0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/nSeKIx0nzcw/s200/Week%2B24%2Bfatty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlEqkXGO5SU/TzLNklXSv1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/3U2BRkuj3Uo/s1600/Week%2B24%2Bpart%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706849706220633938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlEqkXGO5SU/TzLNklXSv1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/3U2BRkuj3Uo/s200/Week%2B24%2Bpart%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-5647638674892046835?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/5647638674892046835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=5647638674892046835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5647638674892046835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5647638674892046835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-24.html' title='Week 24'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_QTvGVKIo1c/TzLNknvcN0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/nSeKIx0nzcw/s72-c/Week%2B24%2Bfatty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-5812439287989005179</id><published>2012-02-02T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T06:08:43.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Weeks along... 17 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, another week down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe I only have 17 more weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe I have an entire 17 weeks left!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait to meet this little guy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love him so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is so sweet and so active in mommy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He loves hearing his daddy's voice and almost ALWAYS responds with a couple flips or kicks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John can feel him all the time now on the outside... he is super strong and loves kicking mom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel super ready for him to be here right now.  I know this feeling could change, but right now, I feel like I just want him to be here.  I want to hold him and cuddle him and love him in person, not in womb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love how his room is turning out.  I started this whole thing thinking I wanted a super neutral room.  This room has turned in to a mash up of me and John and what we both wanted for the little guy.  There is color is his bedding along with characters.  There is a pretty greyish blue on the wall.  We got a wall decal tree for behind my glider.  Lots of things I didn't actually plan on, but I love how it looks.  It is super boyish and will be his little haven.  It is calming and comfortable, which is EXACTLY what I wanted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I grew a lot the past week.  I feel like I should start measuring with a tape measure so I know just how much, but I can feel the drastic growth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait to meet you, baby.  Daddy and mommy love you so much already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unp9lub2AYo/TyqYoz7jjfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cqfYbUpvZRg/s1600/week%2B23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704539704920346098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unp9lub2AYo/TyqYoz7jjfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cqfYbUpvZRg/s200/week%2B23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-5812439287989005179?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/5812439287989005179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=5812439287989005179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5812439287989005179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5812439287989005179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2012/02/23-weeks-along-17-to-go.html' title='23 Weeks along... 17 to go'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unp9lub2AYo/TyqYoz7jjfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cqfYbUpvZRg/s72-c/week%2B23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-4040160688756430353</id><published>2012-01-26T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:27:32.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Here we are... another week has passed.  Faster then you can imagine.  These weeks are starting to seem like mere days.  Time is flying.   I have a wiggle worm in me.  He seriously is so active so much of the day.  His kicks are getting stronger and even more frequent.  I now have certain foods or drinks I can count on him reacting to, which is fun.  This little man LOVES his powdered donuts and milk.  Last night after my nightly snack of those, we went to bed and John just reached over and put his hand on my tummy and wow, this guy gave him a shock.  John said the kicks were way stronger.  He felt a few in a row, which was awesome.  (Good job for kicking dad when he wanted to feel you, little buddy).  John asked me if that's what it feels like all the time, but from the inside.  I informed him that they are even stronger from the inside and I feel them on the inside more then you can feel them on the outside.  He was pretty stunned.  This little man may be having a growth spurt also.  Yesterday morning I woke up with period like cramping.  I hadn't felt cramping like this since I got pregnant so of course I went in to worry mode.  Luckily, they subsided.  There was no spotting or any other symptoms to accompany them, so... chalk it up to a growth spurt of the little man and my body just trying to keep up.  No cramps this morning either, so... I am out of worry mode and am just convinced that he is already trying to torment me!  Boy I sure am in love with this little man.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;On another note... John surprised me yesterday.  A big surprise.  He painted the nursery while I was at work!  I have been so anxious to get it done and get going on putting things where I want them, finding art work, etc.  I have been trying to be patient with John and not nag him about it constantly since he refuses to let me paint... but the waiting was getting to me.  Luckily, I have an amazing husband and baby daddy and he did it!  It looks amazing.  The picture doesn't do it justice at all.  It is like a grayish blue.  It is calming and boyish and perfect.  I love it.  It makes the furniture stand out and the bedding looks darling against it since there is the least amount of blue in the bedding.  The room is slowly coming together, so I am thrilled.  We have lots of decorating to do, but the main big things are in there and complete!  What a relief!  Now I can't wait for my mom and sister and the boys to get here in a couple weeks so I can show it to them!  I know they will love it as much as I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I have so many mixed feelings about this point in my pregnancy.  I feel sometimes like I am so far away from meeting this guy... I mean, anoth 18 weeks!  Seems like forever away.  Then, I change, I can't BELIEVE I have ONLY 18 weeks left to prepare for him!  I have so much I want to do and buy for him before he makes it here!  I have absolutely LOVED being pregnant so far.  I think it's definitely the happiest point in my life so far.  I love it.  I love feeling him and seeing everything just change.  I am trying to not be so hard on myself about weight this past week and just enjoy it.  I don't want to miss a step!  This week, he is just over a pound and will be the size of a small doll before the end of the week.  Yeah, they say a "small doll".  I have seen lots of different sizes of "small dolls" so that seems like a super silly comparison.  But I will take it!  Currently, he is spaghetti squash.  Another vegetable I had to look up.  They find some weird ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh, well.  Here are the pictures.  Ignore how bad the quality is, but it is what you get!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsil3PSdOc/TyF-xEu9lMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Pg0ZAxygPbU/s1600/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 112px; height: 200px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701977984777163970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsil3PSdOc/TyF-xEu9lMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Pg0ZAxygPbU/s200/room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71qL678tcdg/TyF-wyY0TFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dYp_fmU8j8s/s1600/week%2B22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701977979852442706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71qL678tcdg/TyF-wyY0TFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dYp_fmU8j8s/s200/week%2B22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-4040160688756430353?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/4040160688756430353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=4040160688756430353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/4040160688756430353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/4040160688756430353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-22.html' title='Week 22'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsil3PSdOc/TyF-xEu9lMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Pg0ZAxygPbU/s72-c/room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-2640526165085587570</id><published>2012-01-18T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:34:37.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2mdKvxx7Eg/TxbW2K9JrlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dU6tl_oU-0E/s1600/week%2B21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698978604626062930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2mdKvxx7Eg/TxbW2K9JrlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dU6tl_oU-0E/s200/week%2B21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here we are.  I can't believe it has already been a week since my last post... a week and a half since we found out it is a boy.  Time has certainly started the flying by phase.  I am feeling fantastic.   I feel pudgy and big, but I am on track.  My weight gain is semi under control.  I can admit that the past couple weeks have been hard.  I have been hungry CONSTANTLY so the whole watch what I eat and what quantity I eat has not been easy.  Hopefully I can get myself back on track or I am going to be a whale!  Things I crave, you ask?  Still milk... that one hasn't left and probably won't.  I have started worrying that I may end up hating milk after I am done with baby.  That would be horrible.  I have always liked milk.  Another?  Powdered donuts (thanks to my husband for running to the gas station late at night to get me what he considered a giant bag).  I still like lots of salt.  On anything.  I love my buttery popcorn and my baked potatoes with ranch and butter and salt.  Happy news of the week?  His little kicks have been getting not so little.  I can feel them much more definitely and much more frequent.  He has a couple times throughout the day that I can COUNT on kicking.  It is like he has playtimes and naptimes already.  What a good angel baby.  I was making John feel my tummy a couple nights ago because baby was going crazy.  He then asked if he kicked, I said yes, and John thought he may have felt the slightest kick.  I didn't think he would be able to, but he obviously felt something in order to ask and know right where the kick came from!  He said it was really, really faint, though.  So, now we are waiting for them to get even more pronounced so John can feel them easier and without a doubt.  It will definitely be sometime this week that John will be able to know it is him and not just think it is him.  He is a strong baby in there with strong bones thanks to all my milk.  Maybe that is why his kicks are being felt so strong so soon?  Haha.  Well.  That is all I have for an update this week.  We got and hear the heartbeat again tomorrow, so I am excited about that.  Here's to another great week growing this baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-2640526165085587570?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/2640526165085587570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=2640526165085587570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/2640526165085587570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/2640526165085587570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-21.html' title='Week 21'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2mdKvxx7Eg/TxbW2K9JrlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dU6tl_oU-0E/s72-c/week%2B21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-6332599618181628688</id><published>2012-01-12T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:47:25.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well everyone... Drum roll please... we are expecting a little man!  That's right.  A boy!  We are both so thrilled!  Waiting for that news was the longest ever!  Just the waiting room seemed to take forever.  I was shaky and nervous and excited going in.  I wanted to hear that everything looked healthy and I didn't want baby to be shy.  I was scared of neither of those working out for me.  Luckily, we have a very healthy, 13 oz little man that is in no way shy.  He was already playing with his wang while we were looking at him!  Almost like he wanted to make sure we knew he was a boy!  All boy!  Since this was the first ultrasound for me, it was the first time we got to actually see him and not just hear his little heartbeat.  It was amazing!  I can't believe how much you can see and how they are all fully developed already!  All he has to do is  keep growin, but he has all his parts!  Crazy, huh?  Maybe just to me, first time mamma.  She got some super awesome shots on the screen of his spine and ribs and brain and fingers.  It was just neat.  Here are a couple that she put on a disc for us.  I know you guys want to see this little bean and his super cute self.  I know, I think that this 13 oz human is the most handsome thing I have ever seen, and you do to!  Oh and also, a picture of me at 20 weeks.  This picture is horrid.  I have had a really fat couple of days.  Today, of course, I feel a bit better, but I swear I am right on with weight gain and his size is good and healthy, so please, don't judge how chunky I look in this picture.  Please and thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POihuSOI5uc/Tw8AJYLDQHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ajxiq8uAP1Y/s1600/week%2B20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696772214754590834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POihuSOI5uc/Tw8AJYLDQHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ajxiq8uAP1Y/s200/week%2B20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywgGUzDspXc/Tw8AJlrAbXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WpF8hcPC3h4/s1600/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0016.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 150px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696772218378284402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywgGUzDspXc/Tw8AJlrAbXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WpF8hcPC3h4/s200/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0016.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weXiraQHmMM/Tw8AKJEZ5QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6ctxW6sHTpc/s1600/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0036.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 150px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696772227880051970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weXiraQHmMM/Tw8AKJEZ5QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6ctxW6sHTpc/s200/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0036.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dB3ZIOkQRLA/Tw8AKBlNEVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4V9TPk2Bsus/s1600/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0040.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 150px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696772225870139730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dB3ZIOkQRLA/Tw8AKBlNEVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4V9TPk2Bsus/s200/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0040.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQe1JCW_WZw/Tw8AKtX_ihI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yG5isKskekI/s1600/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0047.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 150px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696772237625887250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQe1JCW_WZw/Tw8AKtX_ihI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yG5isKskekI/s200/297118_SUHER_20120109_111302_0047.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I could post all of them that I have, but you get the idea.  He is handsome and ALL boy!  I am one very proud, very in love mamma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-6332599618181628688?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/6332599618181628688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=6332599618181628688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6332599618181628688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6332599618181628688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-20.html' title='Week 20'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POihuSOI5uc/Tw8AJYLDQHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ajxiq8uAP1Y/s72-c/week%2B20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-6043659273092567693</id><published>2011-12-28T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T06:37:50.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, Oh baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We are pregnant!  I am sure all of the one or two people that will read this will already know that, but it is still exciting to announce!  I am 18 weeks as of today and couldn't be more thrilled.  I LOVE being pregnant.  I have had it so easy so far!  The only symptoms I have had would be back aches and head aches at this point.  The whole peeing all the time thing was nothing new to me, so that didn't affect me too much.  What I crave.... I want milk all the time.  I love dairy products for some reason.  Anything milk related, cheese, yogurt, ice cream, etc.  I haven't really had any cravings that are too strong yet, other then milk.  I go through 2 gallons a week mostly just in drinking glasses haha.  It's insane.  I have gained about 8 pounds so far, so I am right on track.  Though, the tummy looks like I gained a whole lot more, I have been able to be somewhat reasonable with food.  My appetite feels like it has doubled this last week, though.  I feel like I could comsume everything.  And sometimes I do.  Then I get hungry 2 hours later.  That's ok, as long as baby bean is happy and healthy in there, it can have however much food it wants!  The exciting part, we get to find out what color this bean is on January 9th.  That can't come soon enough.  We are so excited to start planning the nursery and painting and purchasing all sorts of stuff!  I just want everything to get in order haha.  Well, here are some pictures to tide you curious ones (shout out to Kenna) over.  Please don't make fun of the filthy mirror or the pink bathroom at my work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFqEQAVx840/TvspBfA5zQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ia_pqzVOERc/s1600/Wk%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691187659594648834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFqEQAVx840/TvspBfA5zQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ia_pqzVOERc/s200/Wk%2B8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H7YMjE5byG0/TvspBjb_U6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XeiEeL8v9oQ/s1600/Wk%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691187660781999010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H7YMjE5byG0/TvspBjb_U6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XeiEeL8v9oQ/s200/Wk%2B17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqxSOIo5xYs/TvspCGZrw8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/BEUupjQv9tc/s1600/Wk%2B18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 112px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691187670167569346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqxSOIo5xYs/TvspCGZrw8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/BEUupjQv9tc/s200/Wk%2B18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Top is about 12-14 weeks... around then.  Don't remember exactly.  Middle in the black is week 17 and bottom is today, week 18.  Don't make fun of the nasty bathroom please.  Also, please notice that in the black tank picture, I did clean my mirror sometime between the first one and that one haha.  Just teasing.  Don't make fun, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-6043659273092567693?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/6043659273092567693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=6043659273092567693' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6043659273092567693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6043659273092567693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-oh-baby.html' title='Baby, Oh baby...'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFqEQAVx840/TvspBfA5zQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ia_pqzVOERc/s72-c/Wk%2B8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-5082340001447199277</id><published>2011-05-25T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:22:54.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;Favorite TV shows:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously?  I am a tv junkie.  Even if I don't necessarily LOVE a TV show, once I watch a couple episodes, I feel like I HAVE to watch the series.  So needless to say, I have a lot of favorites.  I love Rules of Engagement, Private Practice, So You Think You Can Dance, Chuck, All the CSI's, NCIS Los Angeles, Glee, House Hunters, The Office, True Blood, Tosh.O, and many many more.  Wow, I am actually suprised I could come up with that many on the spot... go me.  Seriously, if anyone has suggestions for new series, let me know.  I just get sucked in.  Since I don't have much time to watch many shows, I also have a VERY full DVR, so don't give away any shows haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="courier new"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-5082340001447199277?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/5082340001447199277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=5082340001447199277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5082340001447199277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5082340001447199277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-11.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-6249146528402254770</id><published>2011-05-24T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T13:44:11.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Person I LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love a lot of people.  A lot of people have had significant impact on me.  I love my husband.  More then anything.  I don't have many people that I trust fully and depend on constantly, but my husband, I do.  He is so difficult, so strange, and my perfect match.  He is definitely one of a kind and though he is such a stubborn man, he is also a loving, caring, strong, husband who is supportive, encouraging, and caring when it counts.  Who knows where I would be without that man.  Probably not Indiana, but, that's beside the point haha.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know most people probably mention their significant others, and other people probably want to try and stray, but when I think of who I love, my husband is at the tip of my tongue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-6249146528402254770?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/6249146528402254770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=6249146528402254770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6249146528402254770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6249146528402254770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-10.html' title='Day 10'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-8792348085419154113</id><published>2011-05-23T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:16:58.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000066"&gt;A PLACE I LOVE...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000066"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;This one is SO easy for me... my favorite place in the whole wide world is my cabin!  I adore it.  It is peaceful, it is beautiful, it is cute, it is family, it is my childhood, it is a sanctuary, it is perfect.  I love my cabin.  It's one of those places where when I pull up the road, I feel like I breathe better.  I love it there.  I have so many memories there and can't imagine not having that little slice of heavely mountains to go to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-8792348085419154113?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/8792348085419154113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=8792348085419154113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/8792348085419154113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/8792348085419154113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-1371447639955864569</id><published>2011-05-19T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:19:26.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;A hobby of mine...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love eating&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love baking, and I am super good at it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love creating things&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love my flowers and my garden&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love reading&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love dancing around our house chasing my cat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love walks with the honey&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love traveling and flying&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love decorating&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I love online shopping&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;I am not sure if all or none of those are considered hobbies, but they are what I do and what I enjoy doing, so I will consider them hobbies... I know there are more, but for some reason, when I go to do the blog, I seem to get multiple brain farts in a row.  But, there you have it folks.  Hobbies of Mrs. Sarah Suher.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-1371447639955864569?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/1371447639955864569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=1371447639955864569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1371447639955864569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1371447639955864569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-8.html' title='Day 8'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-6026248139960266031</id><published>2011-05-18T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:52:38.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWcb4YHpV_I/TdPrBtyWcuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xOGAvjT-Bok/s1600/elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608084375709577954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWcb4YHpV_I/TdPrBtyWcuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xOGAvjT-Bok/s200/elephant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amX44g-WiyI/TdPq9i_kbiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ns2f-Nbe8t4/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 145px; height: 200px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608084304092753442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amX44g-WiyI/TdPq9i_kbiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ns2f-Nbe8t4/s200/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;An animal I would like to keep as a pet:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every animal possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I love animals.  I would love to have one of everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, my all time favorite animal I would love to have would have to be an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#666666" size="5"&gt;elephant&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  I adore them.  I love their size and their shape and their color and everything about them.  I would need a lot of land and a lot of help to make this happen, but you asked what I would keep if I could, and it would be an elephant.  They are adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-6026248139960266031?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/6026248139960266031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=6026248139960266031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6026248139960266031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6026248139960266031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWcb4YHpV_I/TdPrBtyWcuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xOGAvjT-Bok/s72-c/elephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-3692604571585940973</id><published>2011-05-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T08:09:03.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Celebrity Crush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I would just like to start by saying, there are a LOT of very attractive men in hollywood.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;I have a few that stand out, though I guarantee I will forget at least 2 of my favorites without realizing it...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Bradley Cooper - nuff said&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Josh Duhamel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Ryan Phillipe - only due to cruel intentions, I loved him in that.. seriously&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Ryan Reynolds - Seriously studly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Now, there are a few that most people may disagree with.. some even my husband makes fun of me for.  I find some weird qualities very attractive.  So, I won't name those due to me not loving being made fun of, but I will say that they probably aren't on your list and more then likely, a couple of them are at least 20 years older then me.  Don't judge.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-3692604571585940973?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/3692604571585940973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=3692604571585940973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3692604571585940973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3692604571585940973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-4894468453554857218</id><published>2011-05-16T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T06:21:43.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-88c9OOJ369Y/TdEkteakMcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zUOVB1qJXJE/s1600/ma.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607303374730179010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-88c9OOJ369Y/TdEkteakMcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zUOVB1qJXJE/s200/ma.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXQqo3E1BuA/TdEkm5u8vhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qvn9QOSu0Ig/s1600/pops.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607303261804346898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXQqo3E1BuA/TdEkm5u8vhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qvn9QOSu0Ig/s200/pops.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Parents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sorry to have skipped a couple days.  But, in all fairness, blogger was down Friday and I spent the weekend in Kentucky!  It was lovely to be honest!  I didn't know how much I would like it there, but I sure do.  Rolling hills, that sweet, sweet accent, good food and a wedding.  It was a blast and I hope we get to go back there soon to do some more exploring and spend a little more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, on to the blog challenge, my parents are the best.  I know everyone says their parents are the best, but mine really are.  I couldn't ask for more supportive, funny, kind, loving parents then I have.  Even with all of our family things we went through, they were always kind to each other, at least in front of us, and they always put me and my sister first.  Gosh they are just so lovely.  I just love my parents so much.  They always keep us kids in mind and take care of us so for that, I am greatful.  My mom and dad are both re-married.  My mom to Jaime, with his 6 children and my dad to Judy, with her son.   We have a large family now with all the extenstions on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-4894468453554857218?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/4894468453554857218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=4894468453554857218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/4894468453554857218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/4894468453554857218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-88c9OOJ369Y/TdEkteakMcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zUOVB1qJXJE/s72-c/ma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-5645950919377854902</id><published>2011-05-12T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:24:29.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning behind my blog name?  Lamest question ever.  It's my husband's and my name.  That's it.  That's all there is to it folks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry to be so lame.  I just have nothing else regarding the name of my blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-5645950919377854902?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/5645950919377854902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=5645950919377854902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5645950919377854902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5645950919377854902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-1374065999225628073</id><published>2011-05-11T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:24:29.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pet peeves...  Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I hate the sound of ice cubes coming out of the ice trays... I don't know why.  I just hate it.  It makes me cringe.  My body's response is exactly how people describe their reaction to nails on a chalkboard.  I love ice machines for this reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I hate when tardiness.  I am a very punctual person and I appreciate and LOVE when other people around me are as well.  I especially hate when someone is going to be late or is running late, and they don't think it is courteous of them to call and let you know, but rather just show up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I hate chomping on food or gum.  I find it repulsive when people sit and chomp, open mouth, on their food or gum.  I just wonder if they REALLY don't hear it and maybe I just have exceptional hearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I probably have more, but these ones just stand out to me as the ones that probably bother me the worst and the most often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-1374065999225628073?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/1374065999225628073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=1374065999225628073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1374065999225628073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1374065999225628073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-5021694262975818063</id><published>2011-05-10T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:16:55.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok... my favorite movie.. I literally have about a billion... I love movies and used to watch them a lot more then I do now.  But, to name a few:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Silence of the Lambs - probably all time favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Clueless - what teenager around my age didn't watch this a million times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Little Mermaid - my childhood favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mr. and Mrs. Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-How to lose a guy in 10 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He's just not that in to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I am having a brain fart...I have so many that they are storming my brain all at once and I can't clearly come up with more, but I like ALL types of movies so there are so many that I love... I just love entertainment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe I actually did days 1 and 2 in a row?  Please be proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-5021694262975818063?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/5021694262975818063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=5021694262975818063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5021694262975818063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/5021694262975818063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-3017510866904951953</id><published>2011-05-09T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T08:03:46.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6MaZnYlDr8/Tcf_-XJ70oI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iDLOez3hWnA/s1600/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 247px; height: 184px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604729708118528642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6MaZnYlDr8/Tcf_-XJ70oI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iDLOez3hWnA/s320/untitled.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, first things first... this is an AWFUL picture of me, but the only even near recent picture I have of myself.  Seriously, I hate pictures and never take them, so I had to use something someone else loaded on facebook ha.  Pathetic.  Ok, here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I live in South Bend, IN and LOVE Notre Dame and the Cubs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am not a picky eater AT ALL.. I will eat just about anything, at least once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am just about as blind as a bat and can't wait until I can get Lasik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My cat is my son.  I treat him like a human boy and he acts weirdly like one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I love flowers.  I am a sucker for them.  I love planting them, getting them, smelling them, looking at them, anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My Grandma just passed away a couple weeks ago and I miss her TERRIBLY.  I didn't realize how close I was to her and how much I loved talking to her until I couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My best friend in the whole world in my sister...  I love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am not a fan of shopping other then for grocerys... I do online shop, but malls and stores are not quite my favorite.. once every couple months I venture out... and when I do, I rarely buy anything.  Online shopping, I am great at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My husband is my in-house chef... he is amazing and is one of the causes of my stupid weight gain.. if he didn't cook so well or so largely, I might still be small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am very impatient with most things, but then some of the more challenging things I have done, I have all the patience in the world for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am Irish through and through... No red hair, but I have the fiery little 'tude and temper like I do!  Takes a lot to piss me off, but when you do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I love wine.  I have figured out the types I like, what foods I like them with, and how I like them and it's been fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My favorite dessert will always be anything chocolate or ice cream... chocolate ice cream is even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-When  my husband and I lived in Heber City, we found restaurants that we loved... now that we live here and have many much better options, I find I sometimes miss the ones we found hidden away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Last one... I love my job.  I have never really been able to say that, but I actually love the stress of my job, the high importance of my job, and how much I have going on at work.  I look forward to it even sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there are 15 for you.  Not the most interesting, but what did you want me to tell you?  I have blue eyes and brown hair?  Boring.  See you tomorrow if I remember!&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/4457472336993045772-3017510866904951953?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/3017510866904951953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=3017510866904951953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3017510866904951953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3017510866904951953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/ok-first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6MaZnYlDr8/Tcf_-XJ70oI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iDLOez3hWnA/s72-c/untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-6978467382257533892</id><published>2011-05-06T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T07:51:38.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok.. time to do this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NwU_7sApMug/Tcf-8ReHCjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XRugvRAK9JE/s1600/Phone%2B311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 158px; height: 158px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604728572721170994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NwU_7sApMug/Tcf-8ReHCjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XRugvRAK9JE/s320/Phone%2B311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfwOe5yOxIo/Tcf-4wsjfVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/P2pibx-RjMc/s1600/Phone%2B677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 180px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604728512383778130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfwOe5yOxIo/Tcf-4wsjfVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/P2pibx-RjMc/s320/Phone%2B677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start off with a couple pictures... Max man and John with Braxton and Ally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv0CvqPTUAE/Tcf-wFpUbBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xVrO2oUd7rE/s1600/Phone%2B335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px; height: 320px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604728363388529682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv0CvqPTUAE/Tcf-wFpUbBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xVrO2oUd7rE/s320/Phone%2B335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have realized that I SUCK at blogging.. I come on here all the time to read up on my friends blogs and see what everyone is up to, but I never actually post anything.  After talking to Janie and realizing how much I love reading her blog, thank you Janie, I have decided to force myself to become better at it!  So, I shall do the ever trendy blog challenge... the list goes a bit like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day {1}: recent picture of yourself and 15 interesting facts about you&lt;br /&gt;Day {2}: your favorite movie&lt;br /&gt;Day {3}: pet peeves&lt;br /&gt;Day {4}: meaning behind your blog name&lt;br /&gt;Day {5}: your parents&lt;br /&gt;Day {6}: your celebrity crush&lt;br /&gt;Day {7}: an animal you'd love to keep as a pet&lt;br /&gt;Day {8}: a hobby of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day {9}: a place you love&lt;br /&gt;Day {10}: a person you love&lt;br /&gt;Day {11}: favorite tv shows&lt;br /&gt;Day {12}: photo of you taken ten years ago&lt;br /&gt;Day {13}: something you're afraid of&lt;br /&gt;Day {14}: your makeup bag&lt;br /&gt;Day {15}: your family&lt;br /&gt;Day {16}: something you're looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;Day {17}: favorite book&lt;br /&gt;Day {18}: what makes you different from everyone else&lt;br /&gt;Day {19}: something you bought recently&lt;br /&gt;Day {20}: favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Day {21}: your friends&lt;br /&gt;Day {22}: a place you've traveled to&lt;br /&gt;Day {23}: favorite recipe&lt;br /&gt;Day {24}: favorite photo&lt;br /&gt;Day {25}: plans/dreams/goals you have&lt;br /&gt;Day {26}: a habit you wish you didn't have&lt;br /&gt;Day {27}: a picture of you last year and a picture of you now&lt;br /&gt;Day {28}: something that stresses you out&lt;br /&gt;Day {29}: put your ipod on shuffle, what are the first ten songs&lt;br /&gt;Day {30}: photo of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the past 30 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shouldn't push it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, I really think I only have about 2 people that read my blog, so... comment if you read it so I know...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-6978467382257533892?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/6978467382257533892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=6978467382257533892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6978467382257533892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/6978467382257533892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2011/05/ok-time-to-do-this.html' title='Ok.. time to do this...'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NwU_7sApMug/Tcf-8ReHCjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XRugvRAK9JE/s72-c/Phone%2B311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-1685189825733986255</id><published>2009-08-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:28:12.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I am not very good at this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSqHSog0I/AAAAAAAAADI/52j1Kivs2kU/s1600-h/us+sepia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985282825388866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSqHSog0I/AAAAAAAAADI/52j1Kivs2kU/s320/us+sepia.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSbrwfQHI/AAAAAAAAADA/tKdggxxxUKk/s1600-h/portrait+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985034916249714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSbrwfQHI/AAAAAAAAADA/tKdggxxxUKk/s320/portrait+e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSbKgA-1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PXUfye4QtuY/s1600-h/justthem3_10e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985025988787026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSbKgA-1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PXUfye4QtuY/s320/justthem3_10e.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSak5MjgI/AAAAAAAAACw/GX9RNFPh9d4/s1600-h/justher_4e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985015893855746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSak5MjgI/AAAAAAAAACw/GX9RNFPh9d4/s320/justher_4e.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSZ8AGG_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Yd1-X-25wbA/s1600-h/detail_0ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985004916939762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSZ8AGG_I/AAAAAAAAACo/Yd1-X-25wbA/s320/detail_0ed.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSZrNcnVI/AAAAAAAAACg/ANN3bFmItss/s1600-h/detail6_0ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985000409537874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSZrNcnVI/AAAAAAAAACg/ANN3bFmItss/s320/detail6_0ed.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSDBNwx1I/AAAAAAAAACY/dI4Wq_C-lXk/s1600-h/us5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984611179448146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSDBNwx1I/AAAAAAAAACY/dI4Wq_C-lXk/s320/us5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSCjiyNWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3DAj1Upa6S8/s1600-h/us4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984603214558562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSCjiyNWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3DAj1Upa6S8/s320/us4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSCLMk_KI/AAAAAAAAACI/AY7spya1t6k/s1600-h/us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984596678966434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSCLMk_KI/AAAAAAAAACI/AY7spya1t6k/s320/us2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSBdwle5I/AAAAAAAAACA/rs5SU5wxW4s/s1600-h/engagement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984584481962898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSBdwle5I/AAAAAAAAACA/rs5SU5wxW4s/s320/engagement.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSAw1TmwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/54JLX5G2Gtc/s1600-h/couch+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984572422167298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSAw1TmwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/54JLX5G2Gtc/s320/couch+picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone! Ok, it has been a very very long time since I started my blog and I have not done too good at keeping up with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my last post, I have gotten married, of course... We went on an AMAZING honeymoon to Maui... it was a perfect trip! Um, I work my butt off.. I am going to be starting school again this month... So I am a busy bee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had such a fun summer so far! Lots of backyard bashes and grill outs with friends, lots of outdoors time! Unlike you Utahns, we here in Indiana have had a beautiful summer with mostly mid 70's- mid 80's weather... only an occasional day over 83 degrees haha... YAY! Perfect for me, who hates heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have lived in Indiana now for over a year.. I can't BELIEVE how quick this last year has passed... It has been a lot of fun, a lot of adjusting, and a lot of changes for me! But, I love it here.. I still LOVE my home... I love my job.. I am pretty lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am going to attempt to attach some pictures of our wedding and engagements, but I don't really remember how to haha... They were taken by our great photographer Suzanne at All Eyes On You photography in Ft. Wayne, IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK! Well, I think that's a nice, well rounded update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh, and P.S.  I figured out loading the pictures, but I am too lazy to change how they loaded.. so they are a scrambled mess haha... Sorry for the picture overload!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-1685189825733986255?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/1685189825733986255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=1685189825733986255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1685189825733986255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1685189825733986255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-guess-i-am-not-very-good-at-this.html' title='I guess I am not very good at this!'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SomSqHSog0I/AAAAAAAAADI/52j1Kivs2kU/s72-c/us+sepia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-3029728950856160945</id><published>2009-02-12T13:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T08:13:25.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My name tag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000066"&gt;Can you believe I am going to post twice in one day?  Good crap.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This looked like it could entertain me the last few minutes of work.. Im bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer the questions... Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: Sarah&lt;br /&gt;2. A four letter word: snot&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's name: Sean&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's name: Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: Scientist&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: Strawberry?  Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear: Shirt... that was easy&lt;br /&gt;8. A food: Spaghetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: Sink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. A place: Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;11. A reason for being late: sex&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout: shark!&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title: Step up&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink: Sangria&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group: Scissor Sisters&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal: snake&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name: Sarah Street (I can make it up, right?  It's my blog, so yes)&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car: Subaru&lt;br /&gt;19. The title of a song: Silly Love Song&lt;br /&gt;20. Candy: Snickers&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/4457472336993045772-3029728950856160945?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/3029728950856160945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=3029728950856160945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3029728950856160945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3029728950856160945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-tag.html' title='My name tag...'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-2489998124989360551</id><published>2008-10-10T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:25:39.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth a shot right?</title><content type='html'>Hey go here, sign up... &lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;http://www.handbagplanet.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth a shot right?  Cute bags, to.&lt;br /&gt;Woo... Do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-2489998124989360551?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/2489998124989360551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=2489998124989360551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/2489998124989360551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/2489998124989360551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2008/10/worth-shot-right.html' title='Worth a shot right?'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-3054949929770955183</id><published>2008-09-28T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:13:08.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdFg5TaJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xEL73gRQvrs/s1600-h/new+house+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251229146080831634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdFg5TaJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xEL73gRQvrs/s320/new+house+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdF_sPzOI/AAAAAAAAABA/RnpMp4nOQ84/s1600-h/new+house+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251229154347568354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdF_sPzOI/AAAAAAAAABA/RnpMp4nOQ84/s320/new+house+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdGMIJ36I/AAAAAAAAABI/X-yIDDA8D_Y/s1600-h/new+house+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251229157685845922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdGMIJ36I/AAAAAAAAABI/X-yIDDA8D_Y/s320/new+house+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdGoT1NXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rYXHQf4bIVE/s1600-h/new+house+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251229165251016050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdGoT1NXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rYXHQf4bIVE/s320/new+house+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcXQjGx2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/hfakV6ymhYo/s1600-h/cubs+and+garbage+pail+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251228351418779490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcXQjGx2I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/hfakV6ymhYo/s320/cubs+and+garbage+pail+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcXmHKZkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/S59DWgXfpKw/s1600-h/jen+and+thomas+and+ebay+08+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251228357207156290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcXmHKZkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/S59DWgXfpKw/s320/jen+and+thomas+and+ebay+08+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcX7tEBQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cd5NOLgHi9A/s1600-h/21908+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251228363003266306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcX7tEBQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cd5NOLgHi9A/s320/21908+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcYHfgloI/AAAAAAAAAAo/zluFcptw1zY/s1600-h/cubs+and+garbage+pail+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251228366167643778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcYHfgloI/AAAAAAAAAAo/zluFcptw1zY/s320/cubs+and+garbage+pail+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcYdF-OoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/f1ouwIe9viY/s1600-h/new+house+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251228371966114434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAcYdF-OoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/f1ouwIe9viY/s320/new+house+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some completely random pictures of what I have been up to... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some from the Cubs vs. Sox game in chicago in June...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of our new house... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of new friends taking shots with us the first night in our new house...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my cute mom and one of my cute cat..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I guess I really suck at taking pictures.. I haven't taken any of tailgating at notre dame this year or of anything else... stupid!  Now that I have something to do with them, maybe I will try to remember to take more picture... Just carry my camera constantly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you all had a fantastic weekend..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-3054949929770955183?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/3054949929770955183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=3054949929770955183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3054949929770955183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/3054949929770955183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures...'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SOAdFg5TaJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xEL73gRQvrs/s72-c/new+house+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457472336993045772.post-1528043522446137629</id><published>2008-09-19T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:24:49.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well here we go.. this is my first blog.. I decided to start one so I had somewhere I could put pictures and fun stuff up on for mine and John's family from Utah since we no longer live there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are just planning our wedding now... We will be getting married May 9, 2009 here in South Bend, IN.  I am so excited and yet, I am way too laid back to plan a wedding!  I just don't care about all the tiny details, I just want to get married and be married to my best friend!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess now when I get home, I will have to post up some pictures... I don't have any since I am on my work computer... I will try and remember to do that among all the football games this weekend... YAY!  FOOTBALL SEASON IS FINALLY HERE!!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, have a great weekend everyone and I will be on again sometime to post some pictures and maybe even write another blog haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4457472336993045772-1528043522446137629?l=johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/feeds/1528043522446137629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4457472336993045772&amp;postID=1528043522446137629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1528043522446137629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457472336993045772/posts/default/1528043522446137629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnandsarahsuher.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-blog-ever.html' title='My first blog ever!'/><author><name>Sarah K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947582513927723843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcgudiY3hyY/SungcNySQWI/AAAAAAAAADc/roM8kuCZxfQ/S220/couch+picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
