<?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-4669030728598012650</id><updated>2011-10-23T11:14:40.626-06:00</updated><category term='Us on our wedding day.'/><category term='Rooty&apos;s Freak-out Picture'/><title type='text'>Vince and Rachel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-629564936004790427</id><published>2011-10-22T11:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:54:32.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Due Date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEx7AfzbiMo/TqL6EmQT8NI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yFJyu9_zXdI/s1600/IMG_0207316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEx7AfzbiMo/TqL6EmQT8NI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yFJyu9_zXdI/s320/IMG_0207316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666366238080889042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well here we are at 40 weeks and Baby (we're still planning on naming her Eleanor) is still safely in tact! I'm pretty good at being pregnant now so I don't really mind. I'm still really comfortable and everything is going smoothly so I'm in no hurry. I AM really excited to meet my little baby though! I just know it's going to be a lot harder learning how to be a mom than sitting around and waiting. We're just praying that she'll make up her mind to come before I have to be induced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying Hypnobabies for the labor and delivery and I'm feeling really good about it! I just listen to tracks for a half hour every day and do my own practice of going into hypnosis and I'm feeling confident about having this baby! I know a lot of people who do Hypnobabies still get an epidural but it's great coping for the whole time before you get the epidural. I feel like when people plan to get an epidural the whole time they don't really have a plan for what happens before the epidural and when they start getting those contractions they panic and cry and just have to suffer through it. With Hypnobabies you focus on staying completely relaxed and calm and that sounds way better to me! After my friend gave me the whole program to borrow I started doing some research on the medical journal websites I used so much while I was in school.  They've done studies on people using hypnosis as pain relief and found that it works as well as any other pain killer. In fMRIs of people doing hypnosis they found that there is actually an area in the brain (the thalamus - it acts like grand central station for all signals entering and exiting the brain) that is actually inactive during hypnosis used to block pain. That means that the pain signal (nociception) isn't even getting to your conscious brain. Isn't that awesome!? After I read that I was really excited to train my brain to be that awesome. You can actually use hypnosis to stop pain for anything not just labor! They said that people who used it for migraines were able to stop migraine pain in 15 seconds! I've never had a migraine but I know it can take people out of commission for days! If I were one of those people I'd get to a hypnotherapist ASAP. So anyway, I'm pretty excited to put all my practice into action! I'm hoping to make it all the way without an epidural but I guess we'll see how well my practicing has worked. My friend had a completely pain free delivery! That's pretty uncommon just because people don't practice as much as they should. But even when people do experience pain it's much less than it would be otherwise. I think the best part of it is that it keeps you focused on being relaxed and comfortable and not panicking and making things worse for yourself. Enough of my rant on hypnosis, the point is I would recommend it to anyone having a baby whether you want to be medicated or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nursery is done, the hospital bags are packed, all our major items are purchased! I'm feeling ready to bring home a baby! My mom was going to fly down here from Indiana (where she was going to be helping my sister with her baby) but my sister went 2 weeks early so Mom is home now. I was able to convince her to cancel her flight and drive with the whole family down here so I can see everyone. I'm especially excited to see my nephew, Cole, who just turned a year old on the 12th. I wish I could meet my NEW nephew, Clark (who was born Sept 23) but I'll have to wait until Christmas when we both go back to Washington. It'll be nice to have my mom here to help with things though. This weekend we're trying to clean up what we can so it's ready for visitors but I know it'll be nice to have my mom here to help out with all of that. And cooking! I already don't have energy for cooking. It's a lot more fun when you have money to buy good food to cook. As it is, I'm a pretty big fan of mac n cheese with hot dogs and broccoli in it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: everything on our side is ready! Now we're just waiting for Eleanor to be! I'm bad at blogging but we'll get pictures up on facebook as soon as we can and I'll blog it all later :) Wish us luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-629564936004790427?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/629564936004790427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/10/due-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/629564936004790427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/629564936004790427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/10/due-date.html' title='Due Date!'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEx7AfzbiMo/TqL6EmQT8NI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yFJyu9_zXdI/s72-c/IMG_0207316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-1068298680100676186</id><published>2011-08-29T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T22:43:51.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacations, Homecomings, and more Pregnancy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4u9mfVjttc/TlxixvvJQ_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iniyudO3mlU/s1600/315885_10150362717406113_584241112_10295922_4157412_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4u9mfVjttc/TlxixvvJQ_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iniyudO3mlU/s320/315885_10150362717406113_584241112_10295922_4157412_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646496639583077362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back! I still can't believe we survived the summer working in California and living in a hotel! Let's just say I won't be excited for a "night away" at a hotel for a long time! We drove back to Utah August 13 and dropped off some stuff in our house (so nice to be back in Provo and NOT staying in someone else's place) then promptly drove to Washington on the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in Pullman (my hometown) for a week and it was a lot of fun to see my family, especially my nephew, Cole, who is HUGE and super cute! My sister threw me a baby shower while I was there and it was a lot of fun! It's always nice to see old friends and remember the old life I had so long ago :) Things are so different now! It was harder to remember I was pregnant while I was there. I feel like when I go home I should be in high school again or something! We got a lot of good stuff at the shower and I'm feeling way more prepared to have this baby! Especially in the clothing department. Somehow I ended up getting a lot of sleepers! They're all different sizes so it spreads out pretty well and they're all really cute too so I'm not complaining! It was just the prevalent gift from that shower. Isn't it funny how those things go in groups? For our wedding we got probably a dozen different sets of towels! We'll see if the trend continues at the next baby shower. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the week there went well and on Saturday August 20th we drove BACK to Provo for the weekend. My parents and sister's family also drove down that weekend on the following Monday we all met up at our family cabin (15 miles out of Kamas, UT) to stay there for the week. It was nice to be there and have a little extra time with family while I wasn't trying to do a ton of projects and get ready for a baby shower :) Relaxing is exactly what the cabin is made for so it was lots of fun. Cole and our dog, Nyx, became good friends but I think Nyx has decided that babies aren't as interesting as she initially thought. That's good news for our baby! She might make it to a year old without getting her face licked off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest sister, Annie, was able to fly in for a couple days on Friday and Saturday. The picture is of her and me showing off the baby bellies! The weird thing is, the whole time she was there I kept thinking how much bigger she was than me until we took this picture. I guess I just don't feel that pregnant when I look down or in the mirror. But man! In pictures I look huge! In the picture she is at 34 weeks and I'm at 32. I can't believe we're going to be having babies so soon! I hope our baby likes playing with both her boy cousins! She'll have enough girls on Vince's side of the family, she can handle some boys from mine :) We did a lot of fun shopping at Deseret Book and Seagull Book for baby board books and things like that. I wanted to buy everything! I only bought a couple but Mom and Dad were nice enough to get us some "Christmas presents" and fund a lot of the reading I'll be doing for my baby :) But then Annie left and the cabin week was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're back for realsies this time! Most of my family is back in Washington and we're in our apartment. It was my first day really feeling like a stay at home wife (/mom-to-be) even though I have been retired for two weeks now. Good thing I had a lot to do! Luckily, my little brother, Adam, is staying with us for the week before he returns to BYU Idaho on Monday so he could help me with some heavy lifting.  We had bags and bags of food left over from the cabin trip, all the boxes we had dropped off from previous weekends at home, lots of garbage to clean up, and some basic cleaning to do. I tackled the downstairs today to try to make it livable, which meant moving a lot of things upstairs and into closets and just trying to get things out of the way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a rocking chair that I found on KSL! It was $22 (I gave them $25 because it was totally worth it) and I'm really excited! We'll have to post pictures later, but we're going to be refinishing it and a dresser to put in the nursery. I can't wait! But the nursery is the next big project. Bleh. It still has stacks and stacks of our things in boxes and bins that I have to go through. A lot of it will stay in boxes since we'll be moving in December or February so we probably won't need a lot of it. Hopefully by the end of the week we'll have everything in place and be nearly ready for the baby to move in! I still can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last big event was getting our last snow cones of the summer (unless we can find some late-closing booths around town). We'll miss you, Snow Cones. You've been good to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince is in his second week of school now and we'll finally start being able to settle in a normal schedule. I'm looking forward to that. And also seeing some friends once we get things into better order around here! Buckle up stay-at-home-mom friends! We'll be seeing a lot of each other if I have anything to do with it! I can't wait to be one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-1068298680100676186?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1068298680100676186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/08/vacations-homecomings-and-more.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/1068298680100676186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/1068298680100676186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/08/vacations-homecomings-and-more.html' title='Vacations, Homecomings, and more Pregnancy!'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4u9mfVjttc/TlxixvvJQ_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iniyudO3mlU/s72-c/315885_10150362717406113_584241112_10295922_4157412_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-3881286295023992726</id><published>2011-06-29T19:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:19:36.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a GIRL!! Now what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NoatRtR_prQ/TgvV-_7h63I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EAFQ2uLkXGw/s1600/257736_989288470989_17822093_43175304_31780_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NoatRtR_prQ/TgvV-_7h63I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EAFQ2uLkXGw/s320/257736_989288470989_17822093_43175304_31780_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623823837991922546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having a girl!! We're very excited and already went shopping for her! I had Vince pick out her first outfit so he could get excited about the whole girl thing. (He still liked the boy clothes better.) He picked a really good one. It's white with 3 light blue bows across the waist (empire waist) and light blue flowers stitched along the bottom. I'll have to post a picture later but we left it in our car in Utah for storage. It's an 18 month size dress so she won't be wearing it for awhile. My parents also contributed a trip to Kid to Kid where a bought a BUNCH of cute stuff! I know I'll get a ton of clothes for baby showers and stuff but I just couldn't help myself! Clothes are the most exciting part of having a girl so I had to live it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_65WTn_0zdg/TgvV7aHcjJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UKMgXWH_ZfE/s1600/Profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_65WTn_0zdg/TgvV7aHcjJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UKMgXWH_ZfE/s320/Profile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623823776301747346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell in this picture if she actually has a dog face or if the angle is just weird and it looks like her nose and mouth stick out a lot. I'm sure she'll be cute when she comes out though (well, a couple hours later maybe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awyxicG8Ego/TgvV2krdFMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/53nfGuK6QCc/s1600/Legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awyxicG8Ego/TgvV2krdFMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/53nfGuK6QCc/s320/Legs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623823693237785794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her chubby little legs! They said she's a little light but still within the normal range. I don't mind if she stays skinny until she comes out, then we'll make her nice and chubby! With my genes she won't be able to avoid it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxqGHE2i_t4/TgvVy9HoyBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sOKpVUxHlLE/s1600/Feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxqGHE2i_t4/TgvVy9HoyBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sOKpVUxHlLE/s320/Feet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623823631078967314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of her cute little feet! I've been feeling them move around in there more and more! Last Saturday while we were at the cabin even Vince got to feel them! I was lying down and felt her move from the outside (first time ever)! So I called Vince over in the off chance that he would feel her too. I wasn't expecting much though. He came over and pressed his head to my belly right under my belly button and it only took a few seconds until I felt her squirm and saw Vince's head move! He looked up and said, "did you do that?" I said no. He pressed his head down again and the same thing happened twice more! I asked him if he was moving his ear or something and he said no. That was her! She kicked harder than she ever has and it was just for her daddy! She's a daddy's-girl already. I know she's going to adore him and vice versa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfclJ_D7QWw/TgvVsuB-f7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/uYuS62NPcUQ/s1600/Arms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfclJ_D7QWw/TgvVsuB-f7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/uYuS62NPcUQ/s320/Arms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623823523949477810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She really looks like Donkey Kong in this picture but it's supposed to be of her arms which you can see above her head. I really can't tell what the rest of it is anymore. It made more sense during the ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were both thinking that she was going to be a boy and it's taken some adjustment for me to accept that she's a girl.  It's bad. I'm a little jealous of everyone on facebook announcing boys or even just those people who guessed right. I know it's a not a big deal but I just really wanted to be right. And it seemed like having a boy would be perfect. Vince's side has 8 girls and 2 boys so it would have evened out that side of the family a little bit. My sister is pregnant with a boy and my other sister has an almost 9 month old boy and I thought it would be great to have those 3 little boys running around. We even had a great name for a boy that I was totally in love with and was ready to start calling him out loud. But it's a girl. All my plans are thrown off. I don't love any girl names. I was even planning a pretty neutral nursery but now I'm realizing it's too boyish so I need to girl it up a little. The first night we knew, I had a little break down and started crying and realized I'm terrified of girls; not babies, but anything older than that, yeah! Teenagers are especially bad. Girls always hate their moms. I think it's more rare to have a good relationship with your mom than not. I don't want her to hate me. So now I need to poll all my friends who like their moms and figure out how they did it! I'm sure it will turn out fine and Vince told me all about why I'd be a good mom (he's such a good husband). That's the other thing; I'm already planning on her liking Vince more than me. It's just what happens. Maybe my hormones are getting away from me. Or maybe it's the disappointment of being wrong. But I'm having a little bit of a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I tell myself that baby girls are so cute! I can't wait to teach her how to draw and read and write and gospel stuff and everything I've learned as a girl. I know there will be so many good times ahead and can't get weighed down with everything I'm worried about. I want to be happy and excited about having my only first baby ever so why ruin it for myself?? So yes! I'm very excited to be having a girl! She was a miracle and I know she will continue to be a huge blessing to me and our family. (Any mom advice is still welcome! Thanks anybody who has anything to say!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-3881286295023992726?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3881286295023992726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-girl-now-what.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/3881286295023992726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/3881286295023992726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-girl-now-what.html' title='It&apos;s a GIRL!! Now what?'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NoatRtR_prQ/TgvV-_7h63I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EAFQ2uLkXGw/s72-c/257736_989288470989_17822093_43175304_31780_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-8490489239804526275</id><published>2011-04-28T14:42:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:21:13.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant and Ecstatic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyZYN65e4GY/TbnY4olPRYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cVjZd5GnlOE/s1600/14%2BWeeks%2BPregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyZYN65e4GY/TbnY4olPRYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cVjZd5GnlOE/s320/14%2BWeeks%2BPregnant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600746079089804674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be 15 weeks pregnant tomorrow. Things are going great! My pants  are less comfortable. Everything is right on track! I haven't suffered  from nausea or morning sickness which has been a huge blessing!   Literally. When I was first pregnant I was sick and had a slight fever  and it made me nervous so I had Vince give me a blessing. It was a  beautiful blessing and in it I was promised that my pregnancy would be  relatively painless in recompense for the pains I went through waiting  to be able to get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really learned a lot during  this year and half that we've been trying to get pregnant. For one, God  has to try us and WANTS to try us to make us stronger. But while we are  being tried he doesn't turn his head and let us deal with it. He is with  us the whole time if we will let him be. He knows our pain and our  suffering and when the trial is done he is so happy to bless us! Our  family has been blessed so much! Vince has an intership and possible job  offer with a great firm that will be perfect for us. I was able to get  pregnant despite the doctors saying that we would have to use invitro  fertilization or at least chlomid, but we did it all by ourselves (and  Heavenly Father, of course, the best fertility treatment around!) This  summer I was even able to get a job at Vince's office which will be  perfect for us! We found a great family to rent our apartment for the  summer. Vince's parents are willing to take Nyx while we're out here. I  haven't been sick at all during pregnancy!! Everything has just lined up  perfectly! We have just been blessed so so so much I can't be grateful  enough! I almost feel in debt now for how much we've received. Let me  also just say that the scriptures have been a huge help. I remember a  saying I heard while in Young Women that said we would all be tried like  Abraham if we wanted to receive all the blessings Abraham received.  During that trying time waiting to get pregnant, I realized I wasn't  being tried like Abraham, but I WAS being tried the exact same way  Abraham's wife Sarah was tried. (I just hoped it wouldn't take as long  to get pregnant as it took Sarah!) Well it worked! After knowing I had  PCOS (ovarian cysts) and wasn't ovulating and Vince's stats were such  that he probably wouldn't be able to get me pregnant anyway, all our  hopes were shot. The only thing we could have hope for was the power of  God and that's exactly what it took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXNvi2BgPNw/TbnYkUzc0QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yKXvL4bmePU/s1600/Ultrasound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXNvi2BgPNw/TbnYkUzc0QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yKXvL4bmePU/s320/Ultrasound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600745730183319810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first doctor's appointment was so exciting! But I was really nervous too! Sometimes I was scared that I wanted to be pregnant so bad my body was producing some symptoms of pregnancy without anything being there (dang CSI for putting ideas like that in my head)! It was such a relief to see our little baby actually inside of me thanks to the ultrasound! What did people do without technology?! I try not to be emotional in doctors' offices (I've done it too many times) so I tried really hard not to cry, but I did a little bit anyway. It was just so amazing! We got to see my baby move and squirm and we saw all the bones and little organs. It looked great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm trying really hard not to say "he" and "his." We both thought we'd have a girl first especially with Vince's family's record (we have 8 nieces and just 2 nephews) but once I got pregnant we both felt like it's a boy. I asked Vince once, "What if we're just completely wrong and it's a girl?" Vince's response was, "if the church is true we're having a boy!" I don't think having a girl would shake his testimony but he just has a really strong feeling that it's a boy and I'm ok with that :) I really wouldn't mind having a girl though, they have cuter clothes and accessories! Which makes boys a lot cheaper! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow my baby will be 13 weeks old (15 weeks pregnant, but that includes a week of period and a week until you ovulate) and will be about 4 inches long and 2.5 ounces. That's about the size of an apple! Think of me when you eat any apples this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bExtGV8hB9Y/TbnZ9BeKcKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MydAZa6_p-M/s1600/Apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bExtGV8hB9Y/TbnZ9BeKcKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MydAZa6_p-M/s320/Apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600747254002118818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-8490489239804526275?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8490489239804526275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/04/pregnant-and-ecstatic.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/8490489239804526275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/8490489239804526275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2011/04/pregnant-and-ecstatic.html' title='Pregnant and Ecstatic!'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyZYN65e4GY/TbnY4olPRYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cVjZd5GnlOE/s72-c/14%2BWeeks%2BPregnant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-2752161713153745581</id><published>2010-09-14T07:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:13:25.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Awesome Labor-Dabor-Day Event!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know Labor Day was more than a week ago, but then again, I haven't posted on here in the last year...so count your blessings. We had some friends, Todd, Whitney, and unborn baby, over for dinner the Sunday before Labor Day, and in casual conversation they talked about a book sale at the Park City Library where a friend go 400 books for $80. It sounded like a good deal to me, so we went to the sale with Todd and Whitney. $5 got you all you could carry in a free tote bag. Granted, they had a lot of stuff that was fairly worthless (romance novels, 32 hardbacks of the Da Vinci Code, and a Regis and Cathy Lee Cookbooks) and most of what was left of the history section was Nazi related (apparently Nazis buy books only to burn them, but aren't willing to burn their own literature), but overall it was an incredible deal. They had a good amount of contemporary classics and eclectic gems (Like an old Hymnbook, How to Fix Almost Everything (I add in, as long as it was made before 1970)). It would be difficult to list everything we got, but it was over 50 books for $10.  Not a bad deal in my book, or for my books. I know where I will be next Labor Day, if I have some space to keep what I got this Labor Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-2752161713153745581?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2752161713153745581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2010/09/awesome-labor-dabor-day-event.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/2752161713153745581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/2752161713153745581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2010/09/awesome-labor-dabor-day-event.html' title='An Awesome Labor-Dabor-Day Event!'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-4654064278599711909</id><published>2010-08-11T07:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:49:49.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>After almost a year of absence....</title><content type='html'>We're back! I'm still at the law office and Vince is still going to law school which means he's not doing anything right now. Actually he's sick. And if human waste were confetti it would be like a constant party upstairs and down! As it is he's just pretty miserable. Earlier this summer he had an internship in Santa Ana, California which went really well. The attorneys he worked with really liked him and wanted him to stay for the rest of the summer. While we would have liked the extra money for the summer Vince decided I was more important and sacrificed that opportunity come back home and be with me. They completely understood his decision and still want him to come back next summer and if he keeps being as awesome as he is he might have a job offer after graduation. I just keep being the bread-winner/bacon-bring-homer/daily-grinder for the law office. One day we'll make a baby and I'll get out of that duty but not yet. Next time something huge happens in our lives or if we remember, we'll update again. Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-4654064278599711909?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4654064278599711909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/after-almost-year-of-absence.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/4654064278599711909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/4654064278599711909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/after-almost-year-of-absence.html' title='After almost a year of absence....'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-8484370346057181103</id><published>2009-09-07T08:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:52:51.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Law School!</title><content type='html'>Vince started law school at BYU and he's thriving! He's been really good about staying on campus long enough to get all his reading and homework done. He has only had to stay late a couple of days (by late I mean around 6 o'clock). He loves telling me all about lawyery things and old cases and laws and stuff that go way over my head. Anyway, he seems like he's really liking it and is getting excited about the profession. We already went to a fancy dinner and it was a lot of fun to get a glimpse into what could become more common in our future. Our future is looking delicious! I'm just working at the same job at the law office and nothing is really new. Our dog, Nyx, is doing well too. Vince's brother Mac was living with us for a few weeks while he was looking for somewhere to live for MBA school. He just moved out this weekend and I think Nyx misses the extra playmate. They were buddies and she would go to his bedroom door every morning to wake him up. Sorry Nyx, cool Uncle Mac has his own life. So now you know what we're doing. Sorry we still don't have pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-8484370346057181103?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8484370346057181103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/09/law-school.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/8484370346057181103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/8484370346057181103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/09/law-school.html' title='Law School!'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-4058703837483572185</id><published>2009-07-29T09:18:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:57:22.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update with Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ztzy67xfME/SnBt5cq37XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ss4qC4p58ak/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ztzy67xfME/SnBt5cq37XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ss4qC4p58ak/s320/Imported+Photos+00002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363907989914250610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work, with very little to do except read and get ready for school.  So, I decided to blog.  This one goes out for all you who follow us compulsively on our blog, but never actually get into real contact with us.  And yes, I know I just described us and our disposition to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel has an interview today with Tahitian Noni, so for everybody that reads this before noon today, pray for her.  We really hope she gets this job as it will get her out of her current situation and give her a pay raise.  Also, I am quitting my job pretty soon, so that of course makes me happy, although I'm trading paid work in for paying to do school work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to start law school here in a few weeks.  The only problem is I'm getting the littlest taste of what it will be like and its scaring me.  The summer work issued by certain professors and the school in general is more than I had to do for a number of my undergrad courses.  Its not too tough and it is useful work, but it just scares me that I have to write papers and start studying before I step onto campus (kinda makes me feel like I'm in a summer term at Hogwarts (Rachel and I have started reading Harry Potter again)).   I'm mostly freaking out because I haven't really been in school for the past year and a half so I feel dumb.  I already bought my books.  The dent in finances wasn't too bad, and I got most of my books either new or close to it.  I finally heard back on financial aid, and we qualified for enough to pay tuition and live so that made Rachel and me very happy...until w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ztzy67xfME/SnBq18KjITI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OX6i8yoyQco/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ztzy67xfME/SnBq18KjITI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OX6i8yoyQco/s320/Imported+Photos+00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363904631114244402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e have to pay it back of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my new laptop and it was supposed to have a card reader for our digital camera.  Ends up Lenovo lies.  So now we can't get our pictures off our camera until we buy a new cable for it.  The whole point of this story is to tell you these pictures were taken with the camera on my lappy, and that's why they're so crappy. But as you can see, our dog is much bigger than before, doesn't have blue eyes, and still has huge ears.  Oh, and she still looks like a butterscotch snak-pak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story.  Okay, maybe not funny but a little amusing/wierd/this is the only thing worth writing about it my life right now. Today. 6:45 AM. I hear a very non-rythmic thumping as I lay in bed hanging onto my last semblances of sleep.  I figure Rachel is up and just making a bit of noise as she gets ready.  I roll out of bed and find the crazy neighbor kid pounding on the window by our door and barking.  When I realized what it was I asked Rachel to give me a bazooka for Christmas.  Oh, and yesterday she tried climbing through our open window to get a look at our puppy.  I told her to go home and fought with her to get the window closed.   I was pretty surprised though, when I yelled at her she just smiled at me.  Apparently she doesn't spook too easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-4058703837483572185?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4058703837483572185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-with-pictures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/4058703837483572185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/4058703837483572185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-with-pictures.html' title='Update with Pictures!'/><author><name>vincewilson08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17839606161662077133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ztzy67xfME/SnBt5cq37XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ss4qC4p58ak/s72-c/Imported+Photos+00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-8892015599416255095</id><published>2009-07-21T22:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:36:49.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, No pictures. So no one will read this.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's been awhile. I'd like to say I've been busy which I suppose I have, but being graduated and all I would think that I'd have tons of time on my hands! I do. But I still don't do much. Just a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I'm working at a law office that does collections. I process papers that get sent in from hospitals and stuff and I have to say if they're suable or not. So, yeah, I sue people and it makes me sad. I might take my bro-in-laws job when he goes to MBA school in the fall. I still have to interview and stuff but it would be nice to get out of the suing business. I'll leave that to Vince, which brings us to #2!&lt;br /&gt;2. Vince starts law school at BYU in the fall. He's excited. He already got his schedule, new laptop, and that back to school glow. Everything he needs to be a good law student! It's going to be intense (like camping) but he's going to blow that law school out of the water!&lt;br /&gt;d. Our dog is a beast. The pictures we have of her on here are a long gone memory. That was when she was about 8 pounds....now she's 40. Fatty. She really is big and getting bigger all the time. But she's also turning into a better dog! She's biting less and wanting scratches more. With the nice summer weather she has also turned into the neighborhood porch dog. She's out there all the time tied up to our hose thing. The neighbor kids come and torture her when they see it, I'm sure she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;*. Just a bonus update: those neighborhood kids are annoying!! We have a couple of foreign (maybe Turkish?) kids that are long time visitors for our neighbors and they're probably like 6 and 7 years old or so? Anyway, they found out we have a dog and that she likes to sit inside our door and look out the window next to it so they've started coming over and squatting on our porch pounding the window and doors and trying to make our dog bark. They are also successful in making me want to teach our dog the "sic em" command. The little girl (who either has communication-non-speaking-English problems or some sort of mental retardation) even opened our front door once! She took one look at Vince on the couch and closed it again, but come on! I'd understand if it were just the kids, but the mom just stands there and doesn't do anything! Anyway, now I hate kids. Babies would seem so much more appealing if they didn't turn into kids.&lt;br /&gt;6. We have a new car! It has air conditioning, hallelujah! That's the important part. The other info is it's a 2001 Acura MDX dark green, tan interior, all the amenities, and a great deal! I love it, any name suggestions are welcome. Anyway, the reason we got something bigger is so we could have a dog and babies without them mingling and one eating the other. So it's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;5. I updated my blog. Ta da!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-8892015599416255095?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8892015599416255095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates-no-pictures-so-no-one-will-read.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/8892015599416255095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/8892015599416255095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates-no-pictures-so-no-one-will-read.html' title='Updates, No pictures. So no one will read this.'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-9165034346339448301</id><published>2009-05-14T13:27:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:55:02.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>California Trip</title><content type='html'>Vince and I took a great trip to California with my sisters Ann and Jess and their husbands Kenta and Erik. It was such a fun trip and a great way to celebrate graduation! Here are some pictures! (Just a very few of the many we took).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxwvzeHPI/AAAAAAAAACE/ybnwkMeLJys/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxwvzeHPI/AAAAAAAAACE/ybnwkMeLJys/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335764740807204082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxVh2oeYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1eqqm0HwLCY/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxVh2oeYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1eqqm0HwLCY/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335764273205901698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxN0yVodI/AAAAAAAAABs/0HavxlNAs3I/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxN0yVodI/AAAAAAAAABs/0HavxlNAs3I/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335764140849209810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are picutres of Nyx on the way to California for our big summer trip. She slept pretty much the whole way and found so many ridiculous positions I just had to document them. So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxx7vct0UI/AAAAAAAAACM/-PxkDEJWWMo/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxx7vct0UI/AAAAAAAAACM/-PxkDEJWWMo/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335764929690325314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxyV8Kwj4I/AAAAAAAAACU/4dm97SoTLuY/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxyV8Kwj4I/AAAAAAAAACU/4dm97SoTLuY/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335765379781267330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince and I petting deer at the San Diego Wild Animal Park. It was fun. One buck kept rubbing his horns up against us. It was funny....you had to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxysU-XYII/AAAAAAAAACc/MJv-qu-4Pf8/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxysU-XYII/AAAAAAAAACc/MJv-qu-4Pf8/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335765764397293698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lorikeet house was fun. As soon as we walked in one of them landed on my head. I didn't even have to pay $3 for nectar!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxy_rPG3KI/AAAAAAAAACk/FrFqB4SiG8c/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxy_rPG3KI/AAAAAAAAACk/FrFqB4SiG8c/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335766096790609058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man or ape? You decide.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxzk5kxHZI/AAAAAAAAACs/fKHQdB2VWng/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxzk5kxHZI/AAAAAAAAACs/fKHQdB2VWng/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335766736294714770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vince after the tea cups. We spun really fast and got really sick. Oy. It was worth it. (That's Jess's husband Erik in the background taking a picture with the white shirt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxz-ZfhrxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FC1B95QWvIA/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxz-ZfhrxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FC1B95QWvIA/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335767174359396114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters and me at Disneyland! In age order from left to right: (Virginia) Ann, Jessica, Me.  This was right before seeing the new and improved (maybe) Small World ride.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgx0liRiJoI/AAAAAAAAADE/f5xIhPqomrs/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgx0liRiJoI/AAAAAAAAADE/f5xIhPqomrs/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335767846731523714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Friday night Dodger game we went to. After the game they had fireworks and we got to sit on the field and watch them. That's Dodger grass you see there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxxe_n7_lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIbVtSjUJGc/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/Sgxxe_n7_lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIbVtSjUJGc/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335764435816152658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left Nyx with Vince's dad and brother, Mac, while we were gone and when we got back she seemed SO much bigger. I took this picture to compare with the earlier ones we took in the car.  I don't know if you can tell but she seems at least three inches longer.  Just for a reference, when we went to her first vet visit she weighed about 8 pounds and three weeks later she was almost 16 pounds! She almost doubled in 3 weeks! It's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've seen some of our trip! I might post more stuff on facebook so check that out to see more of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-9165034346339448301?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/9165034346339448301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/05/california-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/9165034346339448301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/9165034346339448301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/05/california-trip.html' title='California Trip'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgxxwvzeHPI/AAAAAAAAACE/ybnwkMeLJys/s72-c/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-1817058698676743453</id><published>2009-05-09T21:57:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:08:04.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NYX!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZRFBbRRpI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuwoYi2dNOk/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZRFBbRRpI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuwoYi2dNOk/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334039955390940818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a dog! Sorry it's slow in coming. We got her April 15. She's a lab/golden retriever mix but they think that there must be rottweiler blood back there somewhere because she's brown with tan rottweiler markings.  Her name is Nyx. It's the name of the Greek goddess of night.  We're not like Greek mythology geeks or anything, we just wanted a girl name that's not too girly and that seemed to work. So now you know! This picture is the day we got her when she was six weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZR2CP_-oI/AAAAAAAAABM/xH4YZZRd7bs/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZR2CP_-oI/AAAAAAAAABM/xH4YZZRd7bs/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334040797425695362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZSJpvVfPI/AAAAAAAAABU/RPHQ7GGcS8Q/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZSJpvVfPI/AAAAAAAAABU/RPHQ7GGcS8Q/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334041134443625714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZS1jTbZAI/AAAAAAAAABk/RJ_ZOjy_YQA/s1600-h/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZS1jTbZAI/AAAAAAAAABk/RJ_ZOjy_YQA/s320/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334041888630203394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-1817058698676743453?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1817058698676743453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-got-dog-sorry-its-slow-in-coming.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/1817058698676743453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/1817058698676743453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-got-dog-sorry-its-slow-in-coming.html' title='NYX!'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/SgZRFBbRRpI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuwoYi2dNOk/s72-c/Pictures+to+Put+in+Another+Folder+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-2584741170576566187</id><published>2009-03-24T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:41:45.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounding Off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScjwaqYQ8-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BPAjCSSeM2s/s1600-h/Photo+36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScjwaqYQ8-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BPAjCSSeM2s/s320/Photo+36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316763700954199010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my wife is at school and I'm waiting to go to work, so of course I feel like talking to myself.   I thought you should listen.   Since we have a blog now, I can sound off on whatever I want with little to no consequences (as long as I keep flexing)...or at least thats what I hope.  Bailouts to butterflies, Islamic fundamentalism to ice-cream fondue, and Mexican drug cartels to milk-duds, I can talk about whatever I want.  But honestly, I don't really have anything to say right now.  I think that most of what is happening with government is laughable (then again, my favorite source for news is The Onion), most of what is happening in my life is mundane (I read, try to work, and eat (thats why  the antitheses in my list generally revolve around food))).  I'll be back sometime.  Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-2584741170576566187?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2584741170576566187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/sounding-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/2584741170576566187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/2584741170576566187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/sounding-off.html' title='Sounding Off?'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScjwaqYQ8-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BPAjCSSeM2s/s72-c/Photo+36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-6589867221721433161</id><published>2009-03-20T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:10:15.291-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rooty&apos;s Freak-out Picture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScRoAD-YHmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aBMBr9xVl4o/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScRoAD-YHmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aBMBr9xVl4o/s320/Photo+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315487810480250466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our first attempt to take a picture of Rooty. She was kind of freaking out and when Vince let her go she left him with welts across his wrists and mats of hair on his clothes. Apparently Rooty is camera-shy. But it made a decent picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-6589867221721433161?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6589867221721433161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-our-first-attempt-to-take.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/6589867221721433161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/6589867221721433161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-our-first-attempt-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScRoAD-YHmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aBMBr9xVl4o/s72-c/Photo+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-5259889321966847728</id><published>2009-03-20T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:57:01.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting and Decisions</title><content type='html'>So this is the time we use to wait. Wait for school to be over. Wait for me (Rachel) to get a job. Wait for law school to start. Wait to get a puppy. Wait to get a new car. Wait to have a baby. In the mean time Vince still gets to decide where to go to Law School. We have moved from "maybe BYU" to "probably BYU" so it's progress.  I graduate in  4 weeks and a couple days and I couldn't be more excited. It doesn't help that after I graduate is when we get a puppy. That's almost more exciting than graduation. But we are enjoying our bunny, Root Beer (Rooty). Those are the big happenings in our lives. So now you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-5259889321966847728?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5259889321966847728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting-and-decisions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/5259889321966847728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/5259889321966847728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting-and-decisions.html' title='Waiting and Decisions'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-4114913033707974733</id><published>2009-03-20T17:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:51:02.818-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Us on our wedding day.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScQrwKeS8DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/04A0DcSUKbQ/s1600-h/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScQrwKeS8DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/04A0DcSUKbQ/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315421566649167922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-4114913033707974733?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4114913033707974733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/4114913033707974733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/4114913033707974733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfT-bC-wMUw/ScQrwKeS8DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/04A0DcSUKbQ/s72-c/IMG_1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669030728598012650.post-7575881489694862379</id><published>2009-03-20T17:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:46:32.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>This is our first blog. As of yet we have no friends, no pictures, and apparently no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669030728598012650-7575881489694862379?l=vinceandrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7575881489694862379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/7575881489694862379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4669030728598012650/posts/default/7575881489694862379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinceandrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Rachel Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465020066561759691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
