<?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-7626225105584779521</id><updated>2012-01-08T09:03:40.071-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Personal'/><category term='animals'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='Tenley'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Personal church'/><category term='Deals'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Lacie'/><category term='Harrison'/><category term='blog'/><category term='House'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Decorations'/><category term='Beads'/><category term='Thirft Store Finds'/><category term='Vacations'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Greg'/><category term='Wood'/><category term='inspire'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='Remodel'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Yorgason's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7071313440283466107</id><published>2012-01-06T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:19:10.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Tenley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warning!&amp;nbsp; This is a super long and TONS of pictures post!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought that it was time to finally sit down and write Tenley's birth story.&amp;nbsp; I have to say that it is SO much different then Harrison's.&amp;nbsp; For a few reason's.&amp;nbsp; First off, we have Harrison and he needed to be watch after while we were at the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to a great family on both sides he stayed with Greg's brother and his wife for the first 2 days and then with my mom for the remainder of the time. &amp;nbsp; Which was so nice to know that he was being taken care of while we were away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, was the fact that it was a scheduled C-Section.&amp;nbsp; I have to say that I was SO scared.&amp;nbsp; for many reasons.&amp;nbsp; I was going to have 2 kids instead of just one.&amp;nbsp; I was going to have a longer recovery and I was really nervous about that. &amp;nbsp; I was worried about Harrison would react when we brought home a little sister and she didn't leave.&amp;nbsp; It turns out those were all of the least of my concerns, more about that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harrison stayed the night before we went in at Greg's brothers house, because we need to be there early and didn't want to have to worry about anything that we didn't need too!&amp;nbsp; Well we woke up and got everything in the car and went to Walmart, kind of funny I know.&amp;nbsp; But they over charged me on cherries!&amp;nbsp; I was talking with the lady and she asked when I was due.&amp;nbsp; I told her I was on my way to the hospital and she laughed.&amp;nbsp; You came to Walmart!&amp;nbsp; Then everyone that was around there was all excited and telling me good luck. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off to the hospital to have a baby!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yickes!!!!!&amp;nbsp; We had her at Ogden Regional Hospital in Ogden.&amp;nbsp; Which I loved!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They actually just built a new C section wing that is really nice!&amp;nbsp; Anyways, we walked in and I asked the little volunteer where to go.&amp;nbsp; She asked what I was doing there.&amp;nbsp; I told her I was here to have my baby.&amp;nbsp; She got all excited and I thought that she was going to hug me.&amp;nbsp; She told us what floor to go to.&amp;nbsp; After we got all checked in they had us sit down for a min and wait for everything to go through.&amp;nbsp; Man, it felt like hours.&amp;nbsp; I was SO nervous.&amp;nbsp; I was here to have a baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the super nice nurse came and got us to take us to our room.&amp;nbsp; It was so surreal and so exciting!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The nurse took us in and told us everything that was going to happen and what we needed to do.&amp;nbsp; Her name was Grace and we had so much fun with her!&amp;nbsp; So just kept laughing at us.&amp;nbsp; I favorite thing was that Greg had to put on a jump suit for the delivery and she looked at him with a serious face and said, "Now, keep your clothes on and put this on top of them."&amp;nbsp; Now I will show you a picture of Greg in the suit!&amp;nbsp; But she has had guys some out in the unders and the suit!&amp;nbsp; Yickes...... After I was ready for the delivery, we just had to wait for the doctor.&amp;nbsp; Which he got there a few mins late.&amp;nbsp; Which again seamed like forever.&amp;nbsp; But he was worth the wait!&amp;nbsp; He is such a great doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are before we went in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnFwqc6dem4/TwdFnuuUoHI/AAAAAAAACqE/ewYHT4mQmJQ/s1600/100_1464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnFwqc6dem4/TwdFnuuUoHI/AAAAAAAACqE/ewYHT4mQmJQ/s400/100_1464.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKU_KfpU-Kk/TwdFtB794xI/AAAAAAAACqM/GURtkPAwXQg/s1600/100_1465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKU_KfpU-Kk/TwdFtB794xI/AAAAAAAACqM/GURtkPAwXQg/s400/100_1465.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4oM32tgdfDE/TwdFykduLLI/AAAAAAAACqU/HCd3qUHr2vA/s1600/100_1466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4oM32tgdfDE/TwdFykduLLI/AAAAAAAACqU/HCd3qUHr2vA/s400/100_1466.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfoldlq4-rE/TwdF8_ZscRI/AAAAAAAACqk/HhJxlMYjScA/s1600/100_1470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfoldlq4-rE/TwdF8_ZscRI/AAAAAAAACqk/HhJxlMYjScA/s400/100_1470.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORfuAtHkVng/TwdGCSA21rI/AAAAAAAACqs/e5H7GW7KgUs/s1600/100_1471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORfuAtHkVng/TwdGCSA21rI/AAAAAAAACqs/e5H7GW7KgUs/s400/100_1471.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21CDNCDK-bE/TwdGHx0b_8I/AAAAAAAACq0/YNVktRQslAc/s1600/100_1472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21CDNCDK-bE/TwdGHx0b_8I/AAAAAAAACq0/YNVktRQslAc/s400/100_1472.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attractive I know!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off to have a baby at 1 PM.&amp;nbsp; The Dr. Housel, anesthesiologist named Brian, nurse Grace and Greg wheeled me to the OR.&amp;nbsp; Before we walked in the doctor turned to Greg and said, "Don't touch anything."&amp;nbsp; Greg looked like a deer in the highlights.&amp;nbsp; He agreed and didn't touch a thing!&amp;nbsp; With this delivery, they did was is called a spinal block instead of an epidural.&amp;nbsp; Which I loved!!!!&amp;nbsp; Come to find out, I am allergic more stories later.&amp;nbsp; Brian was so good and I barely felt a thing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the delivery was underway, we were all joking and talking about Harrison's birth.&amp;nbsp; Then I could feel my body being moved around and then both doctors started talking about how good my last c section looked.&amp;nbsp; They said that the doctor did really well for it being an emergency.&amp;nbsp; I felt really good about that. Then Brian looked at me and said, "She is here and she is beautiful."&amp;nbsp; Greg looked over the curtain and said, "He wasn't lying she is gorgeous."&amp;nbsp; Then Brian dropped the curtain just enough so I could see her!&amp;nbsp; She was here and she had curly brown hair and really chubby!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My heart jumped, she was here!!!!&amp;nbsp; It only took 15mins for her to be delivered!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XOvdQaMT3zI/TwdMs0MWlfI/AAAAAAAACq8/f3Y6E-92jOQ/s1600/100_1473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XOvdQaMT3zI/TwdMs0MWlfI/AAAAAAAACq8/f3Y6E-92jOQ/s400/100_1473.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndiHCjdwTfY/TwdM3WlsRiI/AAAAAAAACrM/5XiknF7itwM/s1600/100_1475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndiHCjdwTfY/TwdM3WlsRiI/AAAAAAAACrM/5XiknF7itwM/s400/100_1475.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SinsG8Jjc8/TwdM8w7J4II/AAAAAAAACrU/SP2bhrUPdgk/s1600/100_1476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SinsG8Jjc8/TwdM8w7J4II/AAAAAAAACrU/SP2bhrUPdgk/s400/100_1476.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then they took Greg and Tenley into the room just on the side of the OR and they cleaned her off and let Greg put the diaper on her and then they wrapped her up and brought her back into me.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited because I didn't get to see Harrison for a long time after he was delivered because of everything that happened. Greg actually got to carry her back to our room. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were so excited I wanted to sit up and hold her.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't though so Greg put her in my arms while laying down.&amp;nbsp; She was So pretty, so amazing, so tiny.&amp;nbsp; I was definitely in love.&amp;nbsp; I could not stop smiling!&amp;nbsp; I mean it was not possible.&amp;nbsp; After a while it sunk in that I was no longer pregnant!&amp;nbsp; I had a baby.&amp;nbsp; It was amazing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We asked that the only people who came to see us the first day was my parents and Greg's mom.&amp;nbsp; I was out of surgery for about 30 mins and I got a phone call and it was my mom.&amp;nbsp; She asked how everything went.&amp;nbsp; I told her everything went great and she asked if she could come see me I told her that was fine.&amp;nbsp; She said, "Good, I am down the street."&amp;nbsp; I laughed.&amp;nbsp; She came over and was the first to hold Tenley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ucoTBwtHmGY/TwdNCcVnCAI/AAAAAAAACrc/6Y1sA4GKiSc/s1600/100_1478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ucoTBwtHmGY/TwdNCcVnCAI/AAAAAAAACrc/6Y1sA4GKiSc/s400/100_1478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she feel love also!&amp;nbsp; While my mom was there, my nose started itching I didn't think much of it because I have allergies sometime.&amp;nbsp; I was talking to the nursing and she looked at me and asked about my nose.&amp;nbsp; I told her it really itched.&amp;nbsp; She said, "That is because you are having an allergic reaction to the spinal block.&amp;nbsp; I was kind of taken back.&amp;nbsp; I have not had an allergic reaction since I was in middle school and that was to detergent.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I look like Rudolf the red nose reindeer for the first few days.&amp;nbsp; With meds (that made me super tired) I was able to stop itching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewqh5XeHfQE/TwdNVZehsII/AAAAAAAACr0/fPikbKTdRh8/s1600/100_1484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewqh5XeHfQE/TwdNVZehsII/AAAAAAAACr0/fPikbKTdRh8/s400/100_1484.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbAG6DCKBtA/TwdNPuOo2TI/AAAAAAAACrs/CZvapyqrums/s1600/100_1483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbAG6DCKBtA/TwdNPuOo2TI/AAAAAAAACrs/CZvapyqrums/s400/100_1483.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw85akMcYU4/TwdNfv4k_BI/AAAAAAAACr8/ovvnw3WGyBA/s1600/100_1485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw85akMcYU4/TwdNfv4k_BI/AAAAAAAACr8/ovvnw3WGyBA/s400/100_1485.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then she had to go for her bath and to raise her temp.&amp;nbsp; She was gone forever and I was so tired I slept for a few hours and then I woke up.&amp;nbsp; I really wanted her back.&amp;nbsp; It took forever to get her back!!!&amp;nbsp; I missed her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BlXb_bFFyk/TwdQASbY9_I/AAAAAAAACsE/zxQSAom5cLQ/s1600/100_1487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BlXb_bFFyk/TwdQASbY9_I/AAAAAAAACsE/zxQSAom5cLQ/s400/100_1487.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Later that night my mother in law came and while she was holding Tenley, Harrison came with my sister in law Suzie and it was so much fun to see what happened next!&amp;nbsp; I can even put into words the feelings that was in the room.&amp;nbsp; Pure love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9x-P0dCggg/TwdQq_3NawI/AAAAAAAACsM/6L8i9mc_zNA/s1600/100_1490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9x-P0dCggg/TwdQq_3NawI/AAAAAAAACsM/6L8i9mc_zNA/s400/100_1490.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mrl6g9nglQ/TwdQvj8xWfI/AAAAAAAACsU/hz-bRCyJuvA/s1600/100_1494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mrl6g9nglQ/TwdQvj8xWfI/AAAAAAAACsU/hz-bRCyJuvA/s400/100_1494.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then my mom and dad came up and my dad finally got to see her!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5q_Af47N5H0/TwdQ0SbcxUI/AAAAAAAACsc/ztGfM7-9hAM/s1600/100_1497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5q_Af47N5H0/TwdQ0SbcxUI/AAAAAAAACsc/ztGfM7-9hAM/s400/100_1497.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The next few days were a blur!&amp;nbsp; Lots of sleep, nursing and visitors.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3Al6SSvJQ0/TwdR2cu4pkI/AAAAAAAACsk/wo_bLaSegmo/s1600/100_1508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3Al6SSvJQ0/TwdR2cu4pkI/AAAAAAAACsk/wo_bLaSegmo/s400/100_1508.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Isi9YACi8Qc/TwdR78aprQI/AAAAAAAACss/NzF3y_1CRRA/s1600/100_1516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Isi9YACi8Qc/TwdR78aprQI/AAAAAAAACss/NzF3y_1CRRA/s400/100_1516.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is one of my favorite pictures!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jiNhh9Ollo/TwdSAho16cI/AAAAAAAACs0/VELbg1CuefM/s1600/100_1505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jiNhh9Ollo/TwdSAho16cI/AAAAAAAACs0/VELbg1CuefM/s400/100_1505.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Greg hated her being in the nursery.&amp;nbsp; So he would have her on the cot next him during the day and then we would put her in the nursery at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys_A5a-FvfQ/TwdSFolmbCI/AAAAAAAACs8/M4z56bT-7-A/s1600/100_1532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys_A5a-FvfQ/TwdSFolmbCI/AAAAAAAACs8/M4z56bT-7-A/s400/100_1532.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03wQrdsg6Ic/TwdSLJgxceI/AAAAAAAACtE/HrbG2Ez7Fz0/s1600/100_1524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03wQrdsg6Ic/TwdSLJgxceI/AAAAAAAACtE/HrbG2Ez7Fz0/s400/100_1524.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_Wq9BIDWZw/TwdSQX9px4I/AAAAAAAACtM/MTf_Q0nCWY8/s1600/100_1525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_Wq9BIDWZw/TwdSQX9px4I/AAAAAAAACtM/MTf_Q0nCWY8/s400/100_1525.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pictures before we left the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VlT_u0iSWE/TwdSVXvfRJI/AAAAAAAACtU/dBDJBS5zoLI/s1600/100_1540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VlT_u0iSWE/TwdSVXvfRJI/AAAAAAAACtU/dBDJBS5zoLI/s400/100_1540.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKmbda5Tfu0/TwdSbLZVUVI/AAAAAAAACtc/LwqIbR6rvNI/s1600/100_1542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKmbda5Tfu0/TwdSbLZVUVI/AAAAAAAACtc/LwqIbR6rvNI/s400/100_1542.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-naYbKeYApUU/TwdSrN6-lhI/AAAAAAAACt0/vc3K0228Feo/s400/100_1539.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO tiny!&amp;nbsp; So fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7071313440283466107?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7071313440283466107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7071313440283466107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7071313440283466107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7071313440283466107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-miss-tenley.html' title='Little Miss Tenley'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnFwqc6dem4/TwdFnuuUoHI/AAAAAAAACqE/ewYHT4mQmJQ/s72-c/100_1464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1332875717949107044</id><published>2012-01-06T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:33:22.205-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>A day at the train station</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Back before Tenley was born, my parents were going to take the grandkids to the Union Station in Ogden.&amp;nbsp; I was working that day so Greg went to help with the kids and here are some super fun pictures.&amp;nbsp; (I have to say that I am usually the one that takes the pictures so Greg didn't really know how to use our camra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNJhg1Rp5A/Twc5ygb4qII/AAAAAAAACos/-TNxUKb3UyE/s1600/100_1449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPNJhg1Rp5A/Twc5ygb4qII/AAAAAAAACos/-TNxUKb3UyE/s400/100_1449.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXwOYItGS5Y/Twc54EeCKPI/AAAAAAAACo0/vcX2y6v5jsE/s1600/100_1452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXwOYItGS5Y/Twc54EeCKPI/AAAAAAAACo0/vcX2y6v5jsE/s400/100_1452.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4adh-4S3KL8/TvlpH4zxWhI/AAAAAAAACoM/dQ9-8PvC4N0/s1600/Harrison+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This big boy is 3!&amp;nbsp; Can you believe it?&amp;nbsp; He is really 3! Oh and he is the size of an average 6 year old!&amp;nbsp; HA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUvDIahORNo/Tvlow0QcHPI/AAAAAAAACoA/Jk9ryaMWsQw/s1600/100_1697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUvDIahORNo/Tvlow0QcHPI/AAAAAAAACoA/Jk9ryaMWsQw/s320/100_1697.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then this chunky baby is 6 months old!&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&amp;nbsp; My baby is getting to big too fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4adh-4S3KL8/TvlpH4zxWhI/AAAAAAAACoM/dQ9-8PvC4N0/s1600/Harrison+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4adh-4S3KL8/TvlpH4zxWhI/AAAAAAAACoM/dQ9-8PvC4N0/s320/Harrison+003.JPG" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just thought you would like to see my babies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8450135596483099161?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8450135596483099161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8450135596483099161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8450135596483099161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8450135596483099161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/12/kids.html' title='The kids!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUvDIahORNo/Tvlow0QcHPI/AAAAAAAACoA/Jk9ryaMWsQw/s72-c/100_1697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5339592293268177023</id><published>2011-12-03T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:40:56.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update!  More to follow!</title><content type='html'>Hello!!!&amp;nbsp; We are still here!&amp;nbsp; I have to say that we finally got internet and we finished most of the basement.&amp;nbsp; SO life as we know might be able to go on.&amp;nbsp; That basement was going to be an over night thing and instead it turned into a complete of haul.&amp;nbsp; But I have to say that I love i&lt;br /&gt;No on to the fun stuff.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it, Harrison turned 3!!&amp;nbsp; I wish that I could say that I have all these pictures of his party,&amp;nbsp;but I honestly done even have one.&amp;nbsp; It was super crazy as we just moved and there was boxes everywhere and no where to sit.&amp;nbsp; This next year I will make up for it and do a super fun party.&amp;nbsp; He did have a dinosaur party complete with lava cupcakes and dinosaur egg cupcake!&amp;nbsp; Once again no pictures (dang!).&amp;nbsp; It was crazy with tons of craziness and kids having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenley, Tenley..... well, she is almost 6 months and I can't even believe it!&amp;nbsp; She is SO much different then Harrison.&amp;nbsp; Harrison was a mellow, calm, relaxed child.&amp;nbsp; Tenley is all girl and loves attention.&amp;nbsp; However, she is more like me every day so I know I deserve every min of it!&amp;nbsp; She is getting into that super fun age where she&amp;nbsp;is talking all the time and she is trying to roll over.&amp;nbsp; I think she would have already done this if she didn't want to be in my arms about 90% of the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg is doing well at his job and loves it!&amp;nbsp; I am very happy that he enjoys a not so glamorous job.&amp;nbsp; But because of it we have been so blessed and I am so grateful for that man!&amp;nbsp; In our new ward he was called to be the first couselor in the YM's and loves it!&amp;nbsp; He has such a great group of boys.&amp;nbsp; We just had them over for a game night and it was SO fun to have my house filled with the boys and all the noise.&amp;nbsp; I have to tell you it was mighty upsetting for Tenley.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't like to much noise!&amp;nbsp; Silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me...... I am slowly getting the house in order and now that we have our basment mostly completed I get a craft room!!!&amp;nbsp; HURRAY!! I am so excited.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to get back into my crafting!&amp;nbsp; As for me, I was just called to work with the activity day girls!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; I have never worked with them and I sure they will be a blast.&amp;nbsp; I hope to have pictures of the house soon!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to update you on and I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; Stay tune for the many things that have happened since we moved!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5339592293268177023?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5339592293268177023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5339592293268177023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5339592293268177023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5339592293268177023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-we-are-still-here-i-have-to-say.html' title='A little update!  More to follow!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3279926441876246917</id><published>2011-10-25T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:06:33.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>We are still alive!</title><content type='html'>I have had many friends and family asked if I am done with my blog...&amp;nbsp; No way!!!&amp;nbsp; I love you all too much to do that to you.&amp;nbsp; BUT.... if you didn't know, we moved!&amp;nbsp; I have to tell you, moving with 2 kids is tough.&amp;nbsp; Especially with our sweet little girl who just screams all the time. Well here are some of the details, we moved to Brigham city and we LOVE it here.&amp;nbsp; The ward is great and our neighbor's are super friendly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is so awesome and bigger then we ever thought that we would be able to afford right now.&amp;nbsp; It is 3 bedrooms soon to be 4 and just under 2500 square feet!!&amp;nbsp; We have tons of space to have friends and family over.&amp;nbsp; Hurray!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now our house looks like a bomb went off due to some problems with the basement remodel.... When we bought the house there was awful I am awful carpet in the basement.&amp;nbsp; Well the sellers were offering a $2500....YES!&amp;nbsp; A $2500 carpet allowance.&amp;nbsp; We were Super excited and we wanted to do the upstairs....&amp;nbsp; Well we looked under the carpet and guess what?!&amp;nbsp; There is amazing hard wood floors!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So we thought that we would just do the basement carpet instead.&amp;nbsp; Well we opened a can of worms, well.....actually termites.&amp;nbsp; Yep, you read that right.&amp;nbsp; We had termites....&amp;nbsp; then we thought while we are doing all these things we should just get all of the other stuff done.&amp;nbsp; Then we found a tiny bit of mold....&amp;nbsp; The joys of an old home and remodeling.&amp;nbsp; We are in the process of pulling some water pipes out and capping them off and then it will be on the up hill.&amp;nbsp; Washing walls, installing sheet rock, painting, and finally carpet!&amp;nbsp; Then the amazing pictures to come!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we plan to do the kids rooms and then ours!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to to take a ton of pictures for you all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My memory card has been full and I can't find my cord so soon!!!&amp;nbsp; I hope everyone is well and I miss telling you about our crazy little family.&amp;nbsp; So much to update you all on!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3279926441876246917?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3279926441876246917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3279926441876246917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3279926441876246917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3279926441876246917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-are-still-alive.html' title='We are still alive!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8282093961160785884</id><published>2011-09-03T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T11:05:01.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Kiss?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone want a kiss?&amp;nbsp; I know a little boy who love to give you one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKP_yhtwHUw/Tl3PY7QQWmI/AAAAAAAACl8/HwdiEFLTqb0/s1600/100_1555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKP_yhtwHUw/Tl3PY7QQWmI/AAAAAAAACl8/HwdiEFLTqb0/s320/100_1555.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8282093961160785884?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8282093961160785884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8282093961160785884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8282093961160785884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8282093961160785884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/09/kiss.html' title='Kiss?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKP_yhtwHUw/Tl3PY7QQWmI/AAAAAAAACl8/HwdiEFLTqb0/s72-c/100_1555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-648716913136736999</id><published>2011-09-01T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:53:00.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I know what you are thinking.... babies?&amp;nbsp; Well let me show you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f35f89bbe0e2e93f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df35f89bbe0e2e93f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330418528%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12C5C53BE05558CE1CC1657692D1A3A7159871B7.7E886E14FFEC96B37329A38C979824307FFC9E09%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df35f89bbe0e2e93f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmIrm3cXpgxf1Gu3w8PMosfc6rik&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df35f89bbe0e2e93f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330418528%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12C5C53BE05558CE1CC1657692D1A3A7159871B7.7E886E14FFEC96B37329A38C979824307FFC9E09%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df35f89bbe0e2e93f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmIrm3cXpgxf1Gu3w8PMosfc6rik&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are Greg's babies!&amp;nbsp; Harrison loves them!&amp;nbsp; They follow Harry around like a puppy.&amp;nbsp; It is really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-648716913136736999?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/648716913136736999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=648716913136736999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/648716913136736999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/648716913136736999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/09/babies.html' title='The babies!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8088870156677155479</id><published>2011-08-31T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:41:00.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>Dino Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A while back they were having a sale on a membership to the Train Station which you are able to go to the Dinosaur Park and Nature Center with the same pass.&amp;nbsp; I bought one and it has been great!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know if any of you know Harrison at all you would know that he love trains, birds and most of all (well right now) dinosaurs.&amp;nbsp; When I got the pass I took him there and he loved.&amp;nbsp; Everyday since he has asked to go back. So for family night we went with Greg and he had a blast!&amp;nbsp; I guess I am not as fun as dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harrison was so brave! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PuChc8JjHI/Tl3LCdji7hI/AAAAAAAAClY/9VtBYdLxPfY/s1600/100_1434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PuChc8JjHI/Tl3LCdji7hI/AAAAAAAAClY/9VtBYdLxPfY/s320/100_1434.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_5mjJ3ZeOw/Tl3LDmeXhbI/AAAAAAAAClc/_vmTyM1-uv4/s1600/100_1437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_5mjJ3ZeOw/Tl3LDmeXhbI/AAAAAAAAClc/_vmTyM1-uv4/s320/100_1437.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cheese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-htQSFwpJCK8/Tl3LFQGzZwI/AAAAAAAAClg/iQtvDHoTyzg/s1600/100_1439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-htQSFwpJCK8/Tl3LFQGzZwI/AAAAAAAAClg/iQtvDHoTyzg/s320/100_1439.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6g1ZfB6ja8/Tl3LHZ8Zv6I/AAAAAAAAClk/QL_mtPW_tL0/s1600/100_1440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6g1ZfB6ja8/Tl3LHZ8Zv6I/AAAAAAAAClk/QL_mtPW_tL0/s320/100_1440.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-etYcUnJ0nBk/Tl3LI_n6EoI/AAAAAAAAClo/r__sXEdn6YE/s1600/100_1441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-etYcUnJ0nBk/Tl3LI_n6EoI/AAAAAAAAClo/r__sXEdn6YE/s320/100_1441.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at that prego mama!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wt5oTs-k-s/Tl3LKfgFGWI/AAAAAAAACls/4Oa1ra4_BmU/s1600/100_1444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wt5oTs-k-s/Tl3LKfgFGWI/AAAAAAAACls/4Oa1ra4_BmU/s320/100_1444.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course, Greg chooses that smallest dinosaur to ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6DgyzbmABE/Tl3LL0voVTI/AAAAAAAAClw/loKZGE2WfNk/s1600/100_1445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6DgyzbmABE/Tl3LL0voVTI/AAAAAAAAClw/loKZGE2WfNk/s320/100_1445.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WtXpZJxCyDY/Tl3LNS7MFqI/AAAAAAAACl0/A_HcYgjNuC0/s1600/100_1447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WtXpZJxCyDY/Tl3LNS7MFqI/AAAAAAAACl0/A_HcYgjNuC0/s320/100_1447.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Weeeeee!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJOnwuZgKi8/Tl3LPLbZZzI/AAAAAAAACl4/34xXUjeAhuY/s1600/100_1448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJOnwuZgKi8/Tl3LPLbZZzI/AAAAAAAACl4/34xXUjeAhuY/s320/100_1448.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We always have to much fun doing things as a family.&amp;nbsp; This little boy is SO fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8088870156677155479?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8088870156677155479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8088870156677155479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8088870156677155479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8088870156677155479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/08/dino-park.html' title='Dino Park'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PuChc8JjHI/Tl3LCdji7hI/AAAAAAAAClY/9VtBYdLxPfY/s72-c/100_1434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1277906408310020771</id><published>2011-08-30T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:36:02.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Oh man, I blkined!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello all!!&amp;nbsp; I have SO much updating to do!&amp;nbsp; Let's start with before Tenley was born!&amp;nbsp; I knew that life would change once that little bundle of joy came, so I wanted to do some fun things with Harrison before.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day Greg had the day off so we decided to go to the Aquarium in Sandy.&amp;nbsp; Harrison LOVES fish!&amp;nbsp; I mean this kid would have stayed there forever if I would have let him.&amp;nbsp; Greg is huge into fish too, that is where Harry gets it from.&amp;nbsp; I love to eat fish and caught them.&amp;nbsp; But touch them no thanks! Remember that for later on in the post! &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was all of our first time going there and I have to say I had a blast.&amp;nbsp; They have the coolest Jelly Fish exhibits!&amp;nbsp; They were my favorite!&amp;nbsp; OH and all the Sea Horse stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fun pictures from our adventure!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1497664736"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1497664737"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RlSixOOCV1w/Tl3GOQ9nTcI/AAAAAAAACkY/GUSiaJaS9dU/s1600/100_1300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RlSixOOCV1w/Tl3GOQ9nTcI/AAAAAAAACkY/GUSiaJaS9dU/s320/100_1300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have this cool little area where you can see frogs.&amp;nbsp; Harrison thought that it was so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bucR3P-JOX8/Tl3GbeQ4QGI/AAAAAAAACkc/8UWibN7oxD8/s1600/100_1302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bucR3P-JOX8/Tl3GbeQ4QGI/AAAAAAAACkc/8UWibN7oxD8/s320/100_1302.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Drivin' the boat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9PbtdesOmY/Tl3Gc1OEW6I/AAAAAAAACkg/Cn47nx9Fw7A/s1600/100_1305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9PbtdesOmY/Tl3Gc1OEW6I/AAAAAAAACkg/Cn47nx9Fw7A/s320/100_1305.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Greg and Harry were watching a movie about ducks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMb23u8rDp8/Tl3GebAiwCI/AAAAAAAACkk/9jumbkFtVGw/s1600/100_1306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMb23u8rDp8/Tl3GebAiwCI/AAAAAAAACkk/9jumbkFtVGw/s320/100_1306.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at the size of that lobster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V77pK6iawkU/Tl3G9Dy3uII/AAAAAAAACks/5C45AvQ45go/s1600/100_1311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V77pK6iawkU/Tl3G9Dy3uII/AAAAAAAACks/5C45AvQ45go/s320/100_1311.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Greg was SO brave.&amp;nbsp; He kept touching the Stink Ray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3V-oQD58DcQ/Tl3G-jTPWDI/AAAAAAAACkw/8r3o1Qy3czw/s1600/100_1314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3V-oQD58DcQ/Tl3G-jTPWDI/AAAAAAAACkw/8r3o1Qy3czw/s320/100_1314.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ha!&amp;nbsp; This was Greg's first attempt at getting a picture of me touching the Sting Ray.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that blur was how fast it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgGO16Gj2-c/Tl3G_0KTx2I/AAAAAAAACk0/UPkSCxTZ7kk/s1600/100_1315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgGO16Gj2-c/Tl3G_0KTx2I/AAAAAAAACk0/UPkSCxTZ7kk/s320/100_1315.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have to tell the truth.&amp;nbsp; I am not actually touching it.&amp;nbsp; Them things are scary.&amp;nbsp; Harrison still talks about how mom was to scared to touch the Sting Ray.&amp;nbsp; Which I finally did.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BnVNjFo0EOw/Tl3HBCCnWcI/AAAAAAAACk4/nK3Yb2x6DL8/s1600/100_1316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BnVNjFo0EOw/Tl3HBCCnWcI/AAAAAAAACk4/nK3Yb2x6DL8/s320/100_1316.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We would get him close and he would start to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmDH7PP1L-g/Tl3HCcDIXhI/AAAAAAAACk8/oYvz-_Dp0dA/s1600/100_1317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmDH7PP1L-g/Tl3HCcDIXhI/AAAAAAAACk8/oYvz-_Dp0dA/s320/100_1317.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have this cool area where you can touch Starfish (which I did!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXzrjDgguuY/Tl3HDo51glI/AAAAAAAAClA/vf2SJ3ti3pQ/s1600/100_1324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXzrjDgguuY/Tl3HDo51glI/AAAAAAAAClA/vf2SJ3ti3pQ/s320/100_1324.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and a Pencil Urchin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzBvcyaOW9w/Tl3HE1XAYzI/AAAAAAAAClE/Ctx1ebZk79k/s1600/100_1327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzBvcyaOW9w/Tl3HE1XAYzI/AAAAAAAAClE/Ctx1ebZk79k/s320/100_1327.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wGXQV-Mfu0/Tl3HGDFX6iI/AAAAAAAAClI/i86Oq--evEA/s1600/100_1329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wGXQV-Mfu0/Tl3HGDFX6iI/AAAAAAAAClI/i86Oq--evEA/s320/100_1329.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know this is blurry, but how cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rCAKvRwvNw/Tl3HHtDKAfI/AAAAAAAAClM/UwjBnWfRn_I/s1600/100_1339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rCAKvRwvNw/Tl3HHtDKAfI/AAAAAAAAClM/UwjBnWfRn_I/s320/100_1339.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Greg and Harrison were both to dazed by the penguins.&amp;nbsp; I think they would have stood there all day.&amp;nbsp; But I wanted to see more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8QHCFzP5sY/Tl3HI_6xBmI/AAAAAAAAClQ/f7enUG-Aq2s/s1600/100_1341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8QHCFzP5sY/Tl3HI_6xBmI/AAAAAAAAClQ/f7enUG-Aq2s/s320/100_1341.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This picture is kind cool because we own one of those fish.&amp;nbsp; Well my mother in law does.&amp;nbsp; They are considered an Amazon Monster Fish.&amp;nbsp; Crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aA8A5Jd1MRI/Tl3HKvTZGbI/AAAAAAAAClU/IIN7DEbtYIY/s1600/100_1345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aA8A5Jd1MRI/Tl3HKvTZGbI/AAAAAAAAClU/IIN7DEbtYIY/s320/100_1345.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the end of the day I was pooped, I was like 7 1/2-8 months prego at the time!&amp;nbsp; Overall, I want to go back!&amp;nbsp; So does Harrison! &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1277906408310020771?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1277906408310020771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1277906408310020771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1277906408310020771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1277906408310020771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-man-i-blkined.html' title='Oh man, I blkined!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RlSixOOCV1w/Tl3GOQ9nTcI/AAAAAAAACkY/GUSiaJaS9dU/s72-c/100_1300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4465001136803156688</id><published>2011-07-07T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:42:51.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>A little family update</title><content type='html'>I have two seconds so I thought that I would sit down and update all of you on the happenings here at our house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As you saw in the last post Baby Tenley is finally here!&amp;nbsp; She is such a&amp;nbsp; fun little girl and yes, I love getting her dressed and putting bows on her.&amp;nbsp; She loves water and taking naps with her daddy.&amp;nbsp; Which he loves too!&amp;nbsp; She has been a bit harder then Harrison.&amp;nbsp; But Harrison was such a chill kid that this is not hard to do.&amp;nbsp; She is a stinker with nursing and it has been an adventure.&amp;nbsp; She is a tiny little thing.&amp;nbsp; She hasn't gained back her birth weight yet.&amp;nbsp; Which is new to us also.&amp;nbsp; Harrison lost like 2 ounces in the hospital and has been gaining ever since!&amp;nbsp; Also she is SO stubborn.&amp;nbsp; Who knew that a 2 week old little girl could be so strong willed!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg, got a new calling and is the Elder Quorum Sec. and he is still in the Scout's.&amp;nbsp; The biggest change with him is he got a new job!&amp;nbsp; He is a garage man for Waste Management.&amp;nbsp; Which is right down the street, which is a huge saving on gas!&amp;nbsp; He is really enjoying the change.&amp;nbsp; His last job was kinda getting scary because of all the changes that are happening out at the Base.&amp;nbsp; He has been at the new job for 2 weeks and has been doing training.&amp;nbsp; It has been a bummer, with the training, he has been putting in long hours. We have been praying for a new job for a while now and this is a huge blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrison is LOVING being a big brother and wants to hold her all the time.&amp;nbsp; Even when I am feeding her.&amp;nbsp; He is such a big help and does so much to help me.&amp;nbsp; Also he has learned that he can get into things when I am busy with the baby and has had tons of treats without mom's ok.&amp;nbsp; He is loving it!&amp;nbsp; He loves all the time that he has been able to spend with grandma's and grandpa.&amp;nbsp; He loves going out to grandpa great's house with grandma.&amp;nbsp; She takes him to help me out for a few hours and it is a huge help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I am learning that having two kids is a lot different then having one.&amp;nbsp; It is so much fun to see the difference in my kids.&amp;nbsp; I am doing well with my recovery and her birth was SO much better then Harrison's and it is night and day.&amp;nbsp; I have been out walking already.&amp;nbsp; Where with Harrison I was pretty much in bed for a few weeks.&amp;nbsp; I feel so blessed to have the family that I do.&amp;nbsp; Greg stayed the whole time in the hospital with me and I loved having time with him and the baby.&amp;nbsp; I have to say I miss having the nurses do tons for me.&amp;nbsp; Ha!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Plus, the ice at the hospital!&amp;nbsp; I love that ice.&amp;nbsp; Funny, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the process of paying off the van and saving for a house.&amp;nbsp; I have found a few around here that I really like and hopefully soon we will be able to start looking more.&amp;nbsp; We are wanting to stay around here, so that Greg doesn't have to drive to far for his work.&amp;nbsp; Plus, we love the country.&amp;nbsp; Greg laughs at me, when we are in Ogden I feel as though there is a ton of people everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law has gotten tons of animals out here.&amp;nbsp; Which Greg is in charge of taking care of.&amp;nbsp; We now have 1 horse, 2 piggies, 4 turkeys (2 big and 2 little), 4 chickens.&amp;nbsp; Everyone keeps asking if we are starting a petting zoo.&amp;nbsp; Pretty soon it will be true.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little update!&amp;nbsp; Everything is crazy and so much fun!&amp;nbsp; I have tons of things that I need to update my blog about.&amp;nbsp; Soon I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4465001136803156688?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4465001136803156688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4465001136803156688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4465001136803156688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4465001136803156688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-family-update.html' title='A little family update'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2631709750534048298</id><published>2011-07-02T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T19:44:56.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>She's here!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Tyi0fJx3_A/Tg_WWIzUC4I/AAAAAAAACkA/arr2pLfr8bw/s1600/Baby+Tenley+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Tyi0fJx3_A/Tg_WWIzUC4I/AAAAAAAACkA/arr2pLfr8bw/s400/Baby+Tenley+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSoqJ9MfsnE/Tg_VNoBTYXI/AAAAAAAACj8/0eiySwKQshg/s1600/Baby+Tenley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She is finally here and we are so excited!&amp;nbsp; Tenley Grace Yorgason was born on June 20, 2011, at 1:25 PM.&amp;nbsp; She was 7 lbs 3 oz 19 1/2 inches long.&amp;nbsp; She is such a good baby and looks just like her mama did went she was born.&amp;nbsp; We love her SO much and she is so lucky to have such a great big brother.&amp;nbsp; Harrison just can't get enough of her.&amp;nbsp; She is such a blessing in our life and we have no idea how we ever lived without her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2631709750534048298?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2631709750534048298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2631709750534048298' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2631709750534048298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2631709750534048298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s here!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Tyi0fJx3_A/Tg_WWIzUC4I/AAAAAAAACkA/arr2pLfr8bw/s72-c/Baby+Tenley+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4957215248219416360</id><published>2011-06-11T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T12:55:13.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>An update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To update you all on this little girl!&amp;nbsp; She is growing and at the last doctor's appointment she is 6 pounds 2 ounces.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To be honest, I have no clue what to do with a baby that little!&amp;nbsp; SO please little girl hurry and grow!&amp;nbsp; I will be having a c section on the 20th of this month.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited to have a baby, but scared to death to have a c section again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I know that everything will work just the way that it should.&amp;nbsp; However, she needs to get here!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I really need to do an up date you all on our family adventures!&amp;nbsp; We have done tons of fun stuff that I need to show you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4957215248219416360?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4957215248219416360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4957215248219416360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4957215248219416360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4957215248219416360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/06/update.html' title='An update!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1405264147860140135</id><published>2011-05-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:38:24.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As all of my friends have their sweet babies and record in detail what happened in the birth story, I have done alot of thinking about Harrison's.&amp;nbsp; I have to tell you, after Harrison was born, I didn't want to remember his delivery.&amp;nbsp; I am mean I grateful that he is here and everything.&amp;nbsp; But it was an awful experience.&amp;nbsp; I would sit down to try and write it on paper or one this blog.&amp;nbsp; But I didn't want to remember it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't a happy and joyful experience.&amp;nbsp; It was a hard and emotional one.&amp;nbsp; I still look back and try to think that it wasn't all that bad.&amp;nbsp; Well it was.&amp;nbsp; I am scared to death to have another baby.&amp;nbsp; At the same time I am scared that I might be pregnant forever!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was talking with my sister in law, who just had an emergency C-Section and she had two vaginal births before.&amp;nbsp; She said that it was a really emotional thing to go through.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't agree with her more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that one day soon I will sit down and write it out.&amp;nbsp; Before this little one comes so that I don't mix things up.&amp;nbsp; I just worry that Harrison with read it later in life and it won't be a happy thing.&amp;nbsp; Which I love him to death and I couldn't ask for a better child (most days).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I read most of my friend birth stories they talk about how they don't want to forget.&amp;nbsp; I am on the other end.&amp;nbsp; I want to forget all the bad things and remember the good things.&amp;nbsp; Which I feel like I can't really forget all of the bad stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do remember a really funny thing that I did.&amp;nbsp; I called people to let them know that I had my baby.&amp;nbsp; Well they had come to see in the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Opps, it isn't that I didn't love their visit.&amp;nbsp; I was just really drugged!&amp;nbsp; Which I hope this time will be different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My doctor gave me the option of trying to do a VBAC, which I was surprised.&amp;nbsp; When Greg and I discussed it he begged me not to do that.&amp;nbsp; I can understand, I remember bits a pieces of certain things.&amp;nbsp; Greg on the other hand, stood by a watched while he couldn't do a thing.&amp;nbsp; He said it was really hard.&amp;nbsp; Which I can only imagine.&amp;nbsp; But then again you ask him what a C-Section is like and he will tell you straight faced, "It is like gutting a deer."&amp;nbsp; Warm and fuzzy I know!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am super excited to have this little girl here,&amp;nbsp; but scared to get her here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1405264147860140135?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1405264147860140135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1405264147860140135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1405264147860140135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1405264147860140135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/05/confession.html' title='A Confession'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3558768169838919106</id><published>2011-05-05T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T15:33:03.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>MY birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As most of you know about me, I love my birthday!&amp;nbsp; I love presents.&amp;nbsp; Now I am not greedy, I just feel so loved when people give me a gift because I know that they took the time to get me something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday, was my birthday, which was Greg's Friday off.&amp;nbsp; Greg asked me what I wanted for breakfast we didn't plan very well so we didn't have the right stuff for French Toast.&amp;nbsp; So we had super yummy waffles.&amp;nbsp; He was so sweet. &amp;nbsp; He told Harrison that it was my birthday and Harrison was so excited and sang Happy Birthday to me!&amp;nbsp; I loved every min of it.&amp;nbsp; My mother in law was so cute, I came upstairs to have my breakfast.&amp;nbsp; I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjAS-KXHPVY/TcHy6uOb5aI/AAAAAAAACiw/7L9CBW-EoeE/s1600/Pictures+1154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjAS-KXHPVY/TcHy6uOb5aI/AAAAAAAACiw/7L9CBW-EoeE/s400/Pictures+1154.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oaUq73zoVQ/TcF2vmVYmxI/AAAAAAAAChw/Q8U0h-2xzqo/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oaUq73zoVQ/TcF2vmVYmxI/AAAAAAAAChw/Q8U0h-2xzqo/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After breakfast, we all got ready and I needed to get a tons of things done.&amp;nbsp; Greg said that he would go with me.&amp;nbsp; Well I don't think that he knew what he was signing up for.&amp;nbsp; Well I had a coupon for Kohl's.&amp;nbsp; Around Christmas I got some great deals there and so I thought that I would check there for maternity clothes.&amp;nbsp; Which is a joke to find any!&amp;nbsp; Right now they are clearing out the winter stuff and I scored some awesome things!&amp;nbsp; I got 2 cardigans. One was $4.90 I was so excited.&amp;nbsp; Then the other was $9.80.&amp;nbsp; I will have to take pictures and show you all!!!&amp;nbsp; Plus, we got some stuff for Harrison for summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to lunch at Burger Bar!&amp;nbsp; Yummy!&amp;nbsp; We had the Sea Ben.&amp;nbsp; If you have never been there and had some.&amp;nbsp; Go now!!!&amp;nbsp; It is a cod burger.&amp;nbsp; It is really to die for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac5g2pNwano/TcF2v61WrVI/AAAAAAAACh0/qVOpvqy2nkw/s1600/thumbnail.aspx2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac5g2pNwano/TcF2v61WrVI/AAAAAAAACh0/qVOpvqy2nkw/s1600/thumbnail.aspx2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then off to JCPenny's.&amp;nbsp; I had a coupon for $10 off a $10 purchases.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited to get a materity top.&amp;nbsp; They had one wall of stuff.&amp;nbsp; Which the tops where either crazy expensive or as Greg said, "You look like a nurse."&amp;nbsp; I had the funniest thing happen.&amp;nbsp; I asked Greg if he would go get a different size and I went back to my dressing room and there was someone in there.&amp;nbsp; Which was funny!!&amp;nbsp; So I had to wait so that I could get my clothes back!&amp;nbsp; Greg loved being there.&amp;nbsp; They had ESPN on a flat screen tv in waiting area.&amp;nbsp; So we headed over to Harrison's department and I got him two pairs of pants and a really cute shirt for $3.17.&amp;nbsp; I know!!!&amp;nbsp; I was so excited!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kKjWLE7xJo/TcF2vNkE2GI/AAAAAAAAChs/7rbWjdQSSPc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kKjWLE7xJo/TcF2vNkE2GI/AAAAAAAAChs/7rbWjdQSSPc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, was Desert Book and bought some things that I needed.&amp;nbsp; Then I went to a hair supply and then we went Jamba Juice.&amp;nbsp; Then we went home.&amp;nbsp; We were gone 5 hours!&amp;nbsp; Greg was so good he didn't even complaint!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, we were off to a wedding reception for a dear friend!!&amp;nbsp; It was a blast.&amp;nbsp; Then we came home and I was done!&amp;nbsp; I was so tired and my feet were so sore and swollen.&amp;nbsp; We didn't go to dinner, because we were still fun from lunch.&amp;nbsp; Greg said he would take me out soon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on Sunday we had my family party with cake and ice cream&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun!&amp;nbsp; The kids were running around like crazy and once everyone got here we sang and did presents.&amp;nbsp; Which I got the Worldwide Cook Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxFjU0zC8fw/TcHzeRTFCjI/AAAAAAAACi0/ZyiIySigayA/s1600/Mel%2527s+Birthday+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxFjU0zC8fw/TcHzeRTFCjI/AAAAAAAACi0/ZyiIySigayA/s320/Mel%2527s+Birthday+3.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO excited!!&amp;nbsp; So overall this year's birthday was great. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is my brother was takes funny pictures.&amp;nbsp; I know it is a little blurry.&amp;nbsp; But it is really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FC1Mf0hJe6U/TcH1AnuH_CI/AAAAAAAACi4/dZ8L_jT6eoo/s1600/Mel%2527s++Birthday+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FC1Mf0hJe6U/TcH1AnuH_CI/AAAAAAAACi4/dZ8L_jT6eoo/s320/Mel%2527s++Birthday+.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3558768169838919106?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3558768169838919106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3558768169838919106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3558768169838919106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3558768169838919106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-birthday.html' title='MY birthday!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjAS-KXHPVY/TcHy6uOb5aI/AAAAAAAACiw/7L9CBW-EoeE/s72-c/Pictures+1154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7618993934910851244</id><published>2011-05-04T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:09:53.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Funny Little Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We were having dinner one night and Harrison dropped his spoon on the floor.&amp;nbsp; So I asked him to pick it up.&amp;nbsp; Then Greg and I were talking then we realized that Harrison was singing under the table.&amp;nbsp; This is what we found!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiQycIup-SQ/TcF57Ia5wJI/AAAAAAAACh4/8XXALCN_LlE/s1600/Harry+Playing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiQycIup-SQ/TcF57Ia5wJI/AAAAAAAACh4/8XXALCN_LlE/s400/Harry+Playing.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Noticed that he has the spoon?&amp;nbsp; What a cutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7618993934910851244?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7618993934910851244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7618993934910851244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7618993934910851244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7618993934910851244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/05/funny-little-boy.html' title='Funny Little Boy!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiQycIup-SQ/TcF57Ia5wJI/AAAAAAAACh4/8XXALCN_LlE/s72-c/Harry+Playing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-745999169079533131</id><published>2011-04-28T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:02:02.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Hippy Hoppy Easter (Bunny) came our way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe that Easter has come and gone already!&amp;nbsp; Our Easter was really relaxed and I was ok with that.&amp;nbsp; We woke up went to a farewell for a young man in our old ward.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun seeing our friend's from that ward.&amp;nbsp; The young man did a great job on his talk and we are so excited for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we came home, ate lunch and while lunch was getting ready the Easter bunny came to our house. He must have been really tired the night before and really busy that morning.&amp;nbsp; The Easter Bunny didn't bring much candy.&amp;nbsp; However, he did bring Harrison a really cool train set.&amp;nbsp; Dad and Harrison played a little bit before lunch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT1-3KF6mjo/TbopcNdJNmI/AAAAAAAAChU/UoQjou2lC4s/s1600/Easter+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT1-3KF6mjo/TbopcNdJNmI/AAAAAAAAChU/UoQjou2lC4s/s400/Easter+2.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOsed-byKx4/TbopY5R_2GI/AAAAAAAAChM/3EuT_CfZX6M/s1600/Easter+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOsed-byKx4/TbopY5R_2GI/AAAAAAAAChM/3EuT_CfZX6M/s400/Easter+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqLb4WedZs0/TbopaxD56aI/AAAAAAAAChQ/R9g1S3LyvYg/s1600/Easter+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqLb4WedZs0/TbopaxD56aI/AAAAAAAAChQ/R9g1S3LyvYg/s400/Easter+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then after lunch we had a great nap!&amp;nbsp; I honestly love relaxing holidays.&amp;nbsp; Harrison didn't get to do any Easter egg hunts.&amp;nbsp; My family is going to do theirs this weekend. I will have to get pictures!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope that the Easter Bunny didn't miss your house!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-745999169079533131?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/745999169079533131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=745999169079533131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/745999169079533131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/745999169079533131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/04/hippy-hoppy-easter-bunny-came-our-way.html' title='Hippy Hoppy Easter (Bunny) came our way!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT1-3KF6mjo/TbopcNdJNmI/AAAAAAAAChU/UoQjou2lC4s/s72-c/Easter+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4018814475704270326</id><published>2011-04-22T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:56:07.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am still alive!&amp;nbsp; I am going to be doing some belly pictures soon.&amp;nbsp; I hope to have them up with in the next few days.&amp;nbsp; Harry is great!&amp;nbsp; Greg is great!&amp;nbsp; Life is good.&amp;nbsp; I have some fun updates for you all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been really lacking on the picture front and need to be better.&amp;nbsp; I am just so tired that just getting stuff done is sometimes a good day.&amp;nbsp; The joys of being prego.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every thing is going good with my pregnancy.&amp;nbsp; I go in on Monday and then start my two week appointments.&amp;nbsp; I can't even believe that it is that close.&amp;nbsp; I need to get my bum in gear and start getting out all the baby stuff and get it cleaned.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't even have a car seat if this baby comes earlier.&amp;nbsp; This next week will be one of cleaning a getting everything ready.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Harry is super excited for this baby to come.&amp;nbsp; However, I am not sure that he understands that this little one won't be going home and is going to eat up a lot of mom's time.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping that the transition is a smooth one.&amp;nbsp; Over time I think that all will be well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well I am off to bed and will do a full update within the next few days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4018814475704270326?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4018814475704270326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4018814475704270326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4018814475704270326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4018814475704270326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7309839220075378292</id><published>2011-04-10T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T06:23:00.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Are you ready to laugh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a secret and many of you don't know about this. I am a terrible dental patient.&amp;nbsp; Ok, so this isn't a secret.&amp;nbsp; If you read my root canal post you know what I mean.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, a while ago I had to have rest of the root canal and I have a very sweet dentist, who politely told me about this medication that would help me relax.&amp;nbsp; I was super nervous to take it, because I don't do well with some medication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I guess that I was really funny.&amp;nbsp; I kept tell Greg that the nose thing for that laughing gas smelled like oranges.&amp;nbsp; I also had this thing to check my pulse and I told Greg that is were they can hear my heart beat.&amp;nbsp; He was so glad he came with and next time he wants to bring the video camera!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7309839220075378292?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7309839220075378292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7309839220075378292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7309839220075378292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7309839220075378292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-ready-to-laugh.html' title='Are you ready to laugh?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2863726864173284014</id><published>2011-04-07T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T05:00:14.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Hate a drink??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How is it possible that you can a hate a drink?&amp;nbsp; Well I hate this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHeQTp-t0ck/TZqtY1QtxCI/AAAAAAAACf8/u9T0ZJGndyE/s1600/Pictures+1205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHeQTp-t0ck/TZqtY1QtxCI/AAAAAAAACf8/u9T0ZJGndyE/s400/Pictures+1205.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Those of you that don't know what this is, it is for the glucose testing you take when you are pregnant.&amp;nbsp; It has 3 cups of sugar and you have to drink it in 5 mins.&amp;nbsp; Then you have to have your blood drawn exactly one hour later.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was so nervous that I woke up at 5 AM.&amp;nbsp; Which I didn't have an appointment till 9 AM!&amp;nbsp; I stayed in bed till 7 then I got ready and did some things I needed to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg was with me when I drank it.&amp;nbsp; I was so scared that it might make me sick or something.&amp;nbsp; However, it made me super light headed drinking that much sugar!&amp;nbsp; Later, I had a horrible headache.&amp;nbsp; But I passed!&amp;nbsp; Hurray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then the doctor did the ultrasound, she was folded in half.&amp;nbsp; Harrison never was like that!&amp;nbsp; It was fun to see.&amp;nbsp; She is about 1 pound 13 ounces. Growing well and she is smaller then Harrison so that is great!&amp;nbsp; I have finally started to gain weight.&amp;nbsp; Which I never thought that I would be happy about but I am!&amp;nbsp; So over all everything is great!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2863726864173284014?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2863726864173284014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2863726864173284014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2863726864173284014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2863726864173284014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/04/hate-drink.html' title='Hate a drink??'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHeQTp-t0ck/TZqtY1QtxCI/AAAAAAAACf8/u9T0ZJGndyE/s72-c/Pictures+1205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3532465037449251958</id><published>2011-04-05T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T17:01:00.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Harrison 1st Bike Ride Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;***Before I even start this post I have a huge disclaimer!&amp;nbsp; I know that my son was not riding with a helmet on.&amp;nbsp; I made sure that Greg was in arms reach.&amp;nbsp; Also we have since bought a helmet.***&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok, now on the fun stuff!&amp;nbsp; Harrison got a bike for Christmas and hasn't been able to ride it in the house with all of the carpet. I was so excited that the weather was good that day and told Harrison that as soon as dad came home that we could go outside and ride his bike.&amp;nbsp; He was so excited to ride it that he kept asking when Dad was going to be home.&amp;nbsp; He makes me smile.&amp;nbsp; Hanging out with that kid all day is pretty fun, most days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg finally got home and out we went.&amp;nbsp; Greg helped him get on his bike and off he went.&amp;nbsp; Not really that far and he didn't understand that you have to peddle.&amp;nbsp; It was so fun watching him.&amp;nbsp; He rode for about 10 mins. Then he saw a rock and he was done.&amp;nbsp; HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuqwW_MJ9M/TZo_QSyU8xI/AAAAAAAACfY/Gh7uLRY1kOM/s1600/Greg%2526Harry+riding+bikes4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuqwW_MJ9M/TZo_QSyU8xI/AAAAAAAACfY/Gh7uLRY1kOM/s320/Greg%2526Harry+riding+bikes4.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLRwVCE8ux8/TZo_RJCziuI/AAAAAAAACfc/dYq_oZyU32o/s1600/Greg%2526Harry+riding+bikes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLRwVCE8ux8/TZo_RJCziuI/AAAAAAAACfc/dYq_oZyU32o/s320/Greg%2526Harry+riding+bikes2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I was up at a friend's house doing her hair when Harrison came down from their toy room and this is what he looked like!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6yZTF1MT8s/TZo5qX0yD5I/AAAAAAAACfI/tMRm414BbOQ/s1600/Super+Harrison4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6yZTF1MT8s/TZo5qX0yD5I/AAAAAAAACfI/tMRm414BbOQ/s320/Super+Harrison4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWi9TNVs5KI/TZo5sQ9lWqI/AAAAAAAACfQ/YK6PQwm48s4/s1600/Super+Harrison3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWi9TNVs5KI/TZo5sQ9lWqI/AAAAAAAACfQ/YK6PQwm48s4/s320/Super+Harrison3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0AsenrwBiM/TZo5rpBXgqI/AAAAAAAACfM/2W9LzPBCRng/s1600/Super+Harrison2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0AsenrwBiM/TZo5rpBXgqI/AAAAAAAACfM/2W9LzPBCRng/s400/Super+Harrison2.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOIe4fY0jRE/TZo5urDdgKI/AAAAAAAACfU/4F5my7eamFA/s1600/Super+Harrison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOIe4fY0jRE/TZo5urDdgKI/AAAAAAAACfU/4F5my7eamFA/s400/Super+Harrison.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I couldn't help but laugh.&amp;nbsp; He is so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7233776936027608647?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7233776936027608647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7233776936027608647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7233776936027608647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7233776936027608647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/04/super-harrison.html' title='Super Harrison'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6yZTF1MT8s/TZo5qX0yD5I/AAAAAAAACfI/tMRm414BbOQ/s72-c/Super+Harrison4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3334974871764341889</id><published>2011-03-24T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:52:50.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>We got a van!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; I have a van!!!&amp;nbsp; We wanted to stay out of debt.&amp;nbsp; But I really needed a car.&amp;nbsp; Greg founded one in Idaho, close to some friends that we wanted to go visit anyways!&amp;nbsp; We drove and took it for a test drive.&amp;nbsp; I feel in love with it.&amp;nbsp; There is a DVD player in it and Harrison loves it!&amp;nbsp; When I tell him that we are going somewhere he asks, "What movie are we going to watch today?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The other day Greg rode in the back so that he could watch the movie with Harrison.&amp;nbsp; I have to tell you though I feel kinda silly getting out of the van with just one kid.&amp;nbsp; I just tell myself that I will have another one in just a few months.....&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(That is another blog post.&amp;nbsp; Oh dear.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love it and the freedom that I have to be able to go somewhere in the middle of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3334974871764341889?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3334974871764341889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3334974871764341889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3334974871764341889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3334974871764341889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-got-van.html' title='We got a van!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7928474596508318316</id><published>2011-03-08T12:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:54:42.497-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>We are.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; As of Saturday last week Greg and I are debt free!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe that it finally happened.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now we can save up for our next car (which I believe will be a van).&amp;nbsp; We hopefully will be able to buy it by the time the baby is born!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just wanted to say it out loud, "We are debt free!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7928474596508318316?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7928474596508318316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7928474596508318316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7928474596508318316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7928474596508318316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are.html' title='We are.....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3626563986496466741</id><published>2011-03-04T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:55:08.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Target Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>Greg and I went to the doctor today to do the target ultrasound.&amp;nbsp; Harrison went to visit Charity and Ryan to play with the boys.&amp;nbsp; He had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; When we got to the doctor's office there was a wait.&amp;nbsp; Which if you know me when I go to the doctor I get really nervous that something is going on.&amp;nbsp; So I want to get in there and make sure everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was even worst because this ultrasound is where they check to make sure that the heart is working correctly and see if she has anything like cleft lip or and thing like that.&amp;nbsp; I had to use the bathroom so Greg went to the room with her and I went to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; When I got in there I was so excited that I got up on the table and was ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started to do the ultrasound and I was SO excited!&amp;nbsp; She has been showing us the face and the heart and differently things.&amp;nbsp; Then I said, "Oh no!&amp;nbsp; I forgot to give you the DVD." She looked at me and said, "Oh, no I am sorry about that.&amp;nbsp; But we have already done to much and so I can't do it now."&amp;nbsp; I looked at Greg and was confused. He said that I looked like I was going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then told me that she already had it in and that she had been recording the whole time.&amp;nbsp; I felt so relieved and a little embarrassed that I was kinda upset.&amp;nbsp; I love watching the video and seeing the fingers and toes.&amp;nbsp; I also told her that I had never seen a face shot of her.&amp;nbsp; So she took tons!&amp;nbsp; She did some 4D one too.&amp;nbsp; Our little girl is SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the ultrasound she asked if our little boy looked like Greg.&amp;nbsp; I told he to a T!&amp;nbsp; She said, "Good, because this one looks just like her mom."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am SO excited to meet her.&amp;nbsp; She showed us her heart and how it beats.&amp;nbsp; Then she showed us her little belly and how it was full.&amp;nbsp; Then she showed us her neck and then our little one swallowed.&amp;nbsp; I have never seen this!&amp;nbsp; It was so cool.&amp;nbsp; The tech took a picture of it.&amp;nbsp; I have to say technology is amazing.&amp;nbsp; I am awed by the things that they can show me.&amp;nbsp; Then she showed us her feet.&amp;nbsp; She will have big feet.&amp;nbsp; Our children are doomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg gets really cute after he is see her in the ultrasound.&amp;nbsp; He talks about his little girl and how much he loves her.&amp;nbsp; He talks about the country song about how the dad wanted a boy and a foot ball star and he got a little girl and he loved her so much.&amp;nbsp; Greg is the best dad ever and I love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I would just give you a little update about how she is growing!&amp;nbsp; We are so excited for her to be here and the joy that she will bring to our lives.&amp;nbsp; However, right now is Harrison's time with me and I am enjoying ever second of it.&amp;nbsp; He is just as excited to have a baby sister and tells everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3626563986496466741?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3626563986496466741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3626563986496466741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3626563986496466741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3626563986496466741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/03/target-ultrasound.html' title='The Target Ultrasound'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7392190872963576265</id><published>2011-03-03T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:28:19.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Big Blue Ball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The other evening we were at Ryan and Charity's house to celebrate my mom's birthday.&amp;nbsp; Harrison always gets so excited to go over to see Peter and Will.&amp;nbsp; We walked in the door and there was this huge ball!&amp;nbsp; It reminded me of a ball you would play crab soccer or something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then Ryan had show us that you can crawl inside through these little holes.&amp;nbsp; When all the kids got there it was way fun to see them play in it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well Greg couldn't let them have all the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZeoIcoOMqN0/TW_kqB8A5kI/AAAAAAAACdg/NdZNydH6pWE/s1600/Pictures+1161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZeoIcoOMqN0/TW_kqB8A5kI/AAAAAAAACdg/NdZNydH6pWE/s320/Pictures+1161.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7392190872963576265?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7392190872963576265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7392190872963576265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7392190872963576265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7392190872963576265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-blue-ball.html' title='The Big Blue Ball!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZeoIcoOMqN0/TW_kqB8A5kI/AAAAAAAACdg/NdZNydH6pWE/s72-c/Pictures+1161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6712391716904901543</id><published>2011-03-01T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:55:39.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>She is on the move!</title><content type='html'>The other night I was sitting on the couch and I hadn't felt my little one move for a while.&amp;nbsp; I got really nervous and I didn't know if I should call the doctor.&amp;nbsp; I was talking with Greg about how I was nervous and asked what he thought.&amp;nbsp; We decided that I would&amp;nbsp; call the following morning if I didn't feel her move.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile I was saying a silent prayer to see if Heavenly Father would let me know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching TV and I felt her move a little bit so I felt better.&amp;nbsp; But I was still going to call in the morning.&amp;nbsp; As we watched TV she started moving even more.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to bed and she wouldn't stop moving&amp;nbsp; by this point.&amp;nbsp; She was all over.&amp;nbsp; I started laughing.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to sleep and she was moving so much I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; I get I need to be more careful to the words in my prayers. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Friday night and since then she loves to move all over right before I go to bed and stay away for about an hour.&amp;nbsp; I just read since I know that I will be awake anyways.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for the blessing of knowing that she is alright!&amp;nbsp; I am going in for the target ultrasound on Friday and I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; I love seeing that everything is right where it needs to be and that every thing is working just as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you at know how it goes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6712391716904901543?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6712391716904901543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6712391716904901543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6712391716904901543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6712391716904901543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-is-on-move.html' title='She is on the move!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2137375915937774086</id><published>2011-02-26T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:56:11.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>What do you do on a Saturday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you do on a Saturday night when you find out that your husband didn't get yet another job that he applied for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think.... go to Walmart, cry on the way there and back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While at Walmart you buy a ton of cookies and chocolate... come home and try and eat most of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then you talk on facebook to some friends about him not getting the job and cry some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I am going to bed.&amp;nbsp; Because I am tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2137375915937774086?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2137375915937774086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2137375915937774086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2137375915937774086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2137375915937774086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-do-you-do-on-saturday.html' title='What do you do on a Saturday....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1498215021979502403</id><published>2011-02-01T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T05:59:00.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Look what I did Mommy!</title><content type='html'>The other night Greg was at scout's and I was doing something on the computer.&amp;nbsp; Harrison had been playing by me and he ran into the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I was busy typing away and didn't realize for a min or two that my sweet little boy had gone quiet.&amp;nbsp; Which as a mom is really scary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went searching, I came around the corner and this is what I heard, "look mommy, I colored!"&amp;nbsp; He was so excited to show me what he had been coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYKwIDuFKI/AAAAAAAACZE/y9x7uXmEJvQ/s1600/Harry+and+Markers2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYKwIDuFKI/AAAAAAAACZE/y9x7uXmEJvQ/s320/Harry+and+Markers2.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYKxK3GlYI/AAAAAAAACZI/WlpWs1UYtbE/s1600/Harry+and+Markers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYKxK3GlYI/AAAAAAAACZI/WlpWs1UYtbE/s320/Harry+and+Markers.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why yes, that would be himself.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help but laugh.&amp;nbsp; My mother in law had been using highlighters and forgot to put them where Harry couldn't get to them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, that I night I put him in the bath and started scrubbing him.&amp;nbsp; He looked at me and said, "Ouch, mom!"&amp;nbsp; It was a great teaching moment.&amp;nbsp; "Then we don't color on our skin."&amp;nbsp; He said ok and went on playing.&amp;nbsp; It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe, we have an artist on our hands.&amp;nbsp; But for now I think that I will make sure the markers are put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1498215021979502403?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1498215021979502403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1498215021979502403' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1498215021979502403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1498215021979502403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-what-i-did-mommy.html' title='Look what I did Mommy!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYKwIDuFKI/AAAAAAAACZE/y9x7uXmEJvQ/s72-c/Harry+and+Markers2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5000425693991754458</id><published>2011-01-30T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:58:30.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Cooking with Mommy!</title><content type='html'>So a the other day I was making dinner and Harrison grab a stool and wanted to help.&amp;nbsp; Then I remembered that a while ago my mom bought Harrison a apron, that looks like a cowboy apron and chaps.&amp;nbsp; It was is so cute and I couldn't wait for him to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we put that on him and we went to work finishing dinner.&amp;nbsp; We were making chili, so I would open the cans and Harrison would pour them into a pot.&amp;nbsp; Then he would help me stir it. He had so much fun and now he wants to help me every time I cook anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He are some pictures of us in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYIrWXtxFI/AAAAAAAACY8/K4IoEplAOVc/s1600/Pictures+1152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYIrWXtxFI/AAAAAAAACY8/K4IoEplAOVc/s400/Pictures+1152.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYItdP49fI/AAAAAAAACZA/6dv6XKwnAsI/s1600/Harry+and+mom+cooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYItdP49fI/AAAAAAAACZA/6dv6XKwnAsI/s400/Harry+and+mom+cooking.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and this is what I saw.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that would be my son licking sprinkles off of the pan!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYIoXEP-lI/AAAAAAAACY4/BXjRpqF0QNY/s400/Pictures+116.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5000425693991754458?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5000425693991754458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5000425693991754458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5000425693991754458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5000425693991754458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/cooking-with-mommy.html' title='Cooking with Mommy!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TUYIrWXtxFI/AAAAAAAACY8/K4IoEplAOVc/s72-c/Pictures+1152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6574158992158698500</id><published>2011-01-28T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T13:44:10.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A Name Is Everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So when I get pregnant, we start talking about name right off the bat.&amp;nbsp; Both girls and boys.&amp;nbsp; With Harrison it took till I was about 7 1/2 months to finalize the name.&amp;nbsp; I have a feeling that we might have got this little girl's name already.&amp;nbsp; I really like it.&amp;nbsp; But I always worry about what others will think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have had such a varied response.&amp;nbsp; Some love it, (which thank you very much) and other hate it, (...).&amp;nbsp; Which brings me to my post today.&amp;nbsp; Why is it kinda like brain surgery to get a kid's name?&amp;nbsp; I can't even tell you how stressed I was in the hospital when we named Harrison.&amp;nbsp; I was so scared that we gave him the wrong name.&amp;nbsp; Now I know that he couldn't have be named anything else!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So how did you choose your kids names?&amp;nbsp; Do you consider what others think?&amp;nbsp; How do you not stress out about the name thing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6574158992158698500?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6574158992158698500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6574158992158698500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6574158992158698500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6574158992158698500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/name-is-everything.html' title='A Name Is Everything!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3417621888553718365</id><published>2011-01-20T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:48:31.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I needed this reminder!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Live the gospel as conspicuously as you can.&amp;nbsp; Keep the covenants your  children know you have made.&amp;nbsp; Give priesthood blessings.&amp;nbsp; And bear your  testimony!&amp;nbsp; Don't just assume your children will somehow get the drift  of your beliefs on their own....&amp;nbsp; Do our children know that we love the  scriptures?&amp;nbsp; Do they see us reading them and marking them and clinging  to them in daily life?&amp;nbsp; Have our children ever unexpectedly opened a  closed door and found us on our knees in prayer?&amp;nbsp; Have they heard us not  only pray &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; them but also pray &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; them out of  nothing more than sheer parental love?&amp;nbsp; Do our children know that we  believe in fasting as something more than an obligatory  first-Sunday-of-the-month hardship?&amp;nbsp; Do they know that we have fasted  for them and for their future on days about which they knew nothing?&amp;nbsp; Do  they know we love being in the temple, not least because it provides a  bond to them that neither death nor the legions of hell can break?&amp;nbsp; Do  they know we love and sustain local and general leaders, imperfect as  they are, for their willingness to accept callings they did not seek in  order to preserve a standard of righteousness they did not create?&amp;nbsp; Do  those children know that we love God with all our heart and that we long  to see the face and fall at the feet - of His Only Begotten Son?&amp;nbsp; I  pray that they know this."&amp;nbsp; (Jeffrey R. Holland, "A prayer for the  children",April 2003 General Conference) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3417621888553718365?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3417621888553718365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3417621888553718365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3417621888553718365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3417621888553718365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-needed-this-reminder.html' title='I needed this reminder!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5058943402335149307</id><published>2011-01-18T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T16:15:59.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>He got a GOOSE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This hunting season Greg has be SO blessed.&amp;nbsp; This morning was no different.&amp;nbsp; The Water Fowl Season is almost over.&amp;nbsp; Which he was kinda bummed because he has never shot a goose.&amp;nbsp; Tyler and him were going to go fishing and Greg asked if they could go hunting one more time.&amp;nbsp; So that is what they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg told me that there was tons of geese today and they were the first shots in morning. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Which I guess is a good thing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg and Tyler called the geese in to them and I guess the geese were flying right to them.&amp;nbsp; Tyler and Greg both were shooting trying to hit the geese.&amp;nbsp; However, Greg was the one that was lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ckily enough to get one.&amp;nbsp; He was tickled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg bought the bird inside and Harrison went running upstairs to see daddy and his big bird.&amp;nbsp; Harrison really wanted to hold it.&amp;nbsp; The bird weight about 25- 30 pounds.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, we didn't let him hold the bird.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TTYgxhpc7kI/AAAAAAAACXo/SLaVCk3FWRU/s1600/Greg%2527s+goose1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TTYgxhpc7kI/AAAAAAAACXo/SLaVCk3FWRU/s320/Greg%2527s+goose1.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TTYgy6Hc_NI/AAAAAAAACXs/gaPSuaw3UAA/s1600/Greg%2527s+Goose%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TTYgy6Hc_NI/AAAAAAAACXs/gaPSuaw3UAA/s400/Greg%2527s+Goose%2521.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That was Greg goal this season was to get a goose!&amp;nbsp; So great job honey, we are so excited for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5058943402335149307?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5058943402335149307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5058943402335149307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5058943402335149307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5058943402335149307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-got-goose.html' title='He got a GOOSE!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TTYgxhpc7kI/AAAAAAAACXo/SLaVCk3FWRU/s72-c/Greg%2527s+goose1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3460859152246328643</id><published>2011-01-14T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:19:27.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The baby is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;day we went to the doctor to see how everything was going.&amp;nbsp; I always get pretty crazy when it is time for a&amp;nbsp; doctor appointment.&amp;nbsp; I always get so worried.&amp;nbsp; I had no reason to be!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We were also told that we might be able to tell the gender on this appointment.&amp;nbsp; Which add to my anticipation! Greg was saying that he thought that it was a girl.&amp;nbsp; I really thought that it was a boy. We were so excited to find out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The doctor started the ultrasound and checked for the heartbeat which is what I wanted to hear.&amp;nbsp; He was able to get a really good heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; Which the baby hasn't been in a good position to get a strong heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited to see this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then he started looking for the gender!&amp;nbsp; I was so excited.&amp;nbsp; Greg was sitting in the chair watching and wrestling with Harrison.&amp;nbsp; He was trying to get Harrison to watch the ultrasound.&amp;nbsp; So Greg told Harrison, "look there is his head."&amp;nbsp; The doctor and I laughed and I told him, "That is not his head."&amp;nbsp; The doctor add, "That is it's bum."&amp;nbsp; Greg just said, "oh."&amp;nbsp; Then Harrison yelled, "Ya, dad. It's my bum."&amp;nbsp; I started laughing so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The doctor wasn't listening to him.&amp;nbsp; Which was OK.&amp;nbsp; He was trying to see what I am having.&amp;nbsp; He looked for about 10 mins.&amp;nbsp; Which makes me pretty sure that he is right.&amp;nbsp; Which means, we are having a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so excited. He looked at Greg and said that it was a girl.&amp;nbsp; All Greg said was, "it's a girl."&amp;nbsp; He looked a little stunned.&amp;nbsp; I think that he really thought it was a boy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Both of us can't wait.&amp;nbsp; It might change because I am only 15 1/2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; We are feeling a little overwhelmed because we have a little boy.&amp;nbsp; But we know that everything will work out just fine!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3460859152246328643?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3460859152246328643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3460859152246328643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3460859152246328643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3460859152246328643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-is.html' title='The baby is....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8311234135172398631</id><published>2011-01-09T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:00:00.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Things Harrison  is saying....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As many of you know, I have the funniest little boy ever!&amp;nbsp; Lately he is talking up a storm.&amp;nbsp; I thought that I would write down somethings that he has been saying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On Christmas Eve, we told him that Santa was coming and he would bring him presents, only if he went to sleep.&amp;nbsp; I think that we lost him at presents.&amp;nbsp; He wouldn't go to sleep, so Greg went into check and see if he was ok.&amp;nbsp; Harrison was still in his bed, but wanted to get out and open presents.&amp;nbsp; He didn't understand that he had to sleep, then Santa would come.&amp;nbsp; Then the next morning Greg went and woke him up.&amp;nbsp; Harrison came running out of his room and yelled, "Santa came and gave me presents."&amp;nbsp; I thought it was SO cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Next he is really excited about the idea of having a baby at our house (we will have to see how long that last).&amp;nbsp; Right before Thanksgiving I was watch a Hallmark movie and there was a baby that was born.&amp;nbsp; Harrison was in the kitchen then when he heard that baby's cry, I heard him running into the front room.&amp;nbsp; He looked so concerned. He torn the blanket off my lap and ask, "Where's baby?"&amp;nbsp; He thought that I had had my baby.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then just a few days ago we where watching a movie together as a family.&amp;nbsp; Greg and I were very into the movie and then out of nowhere Harry turned to my tummy and smiled.&amp;nbsp; He then said to my belly, "Hi baby, how are you?"&amp;nbsp; He keeps saying it every day!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He is such a funny little boy and I am so excited to see what else he has to say!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8311234135172398631?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8311234135172398631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8311234135172398631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8311234135172398631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8311234135172398631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-harrison-is-saying.html' title='Things Harrison  is saying....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8288378287582111889</id><published>2011-01-07T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T08:00:02.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The New Do for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For a long time now I have been wanting something different with my hair.&amp;nbsp; So I finally did it!&amp;nbsp; I cut off all of my hair!&amp;nbsp; I am so excited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSabRxeqWcI/AAAAAAAACWk/ZS-MLGFdfp8/s1600/New+Cut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSabRxeqWcI/AAAAAAAACWk/ZS-MLGFdfp8/s320/New+Cut.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSabQzAAyQI/AAAAAAAACWg/aAy8jqFPDHg/s1600/New+Hair+do+back%2521.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSabQzAAyQI/AAAAAAAACWg/aAy8jqFPDHg/s1600/New+Hair+do+back%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSabQzAAyQI/AAAAAAAACWg/aAy8jqFPDHg/s320/New+Hair+do+back%2521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tell me what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8288378287582111889?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8288378287582111889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8288378287582111889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8288378287582111889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8288378287582111889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-do-for-2011.html' title='The New Do for 2011'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSabRxeqWcI/AAAAAAAACWk/ZS-MLGFdfp8/s72-c/New+Cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3189720428054088794</id><published>2011-01-06T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:09:43.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Christmas was really fun!&amp;nbsp; Harrison was old enough to understand a little more.&amp;nbsp; On Christmas Eve, we put Harrison to bed a little earlier.&amp;nbsp; Which usually he is pretty go about go to sleep at night (taking nap is another story).&amp;nbsp; Well we were finishing some wrapping and we heard some noises coming from his room.&amp;nbsp; So greg went in to check to see if everything was ok.&amp;nbsp; Harrison was laying in bed and singing about Santa come with presents.&amp;nbsp; Greg ask him if he was excited.&amp;nbsp; He kept saying he wanted presents now.&amp;nbsp; We tried to tell him that he needed to sleep.&amp;nbsp; It was really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our Christmas is really busy and tons of fun. Here is our Christmas morning as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTCaKf2aI/AAAAAAAACWQ/9YVBf6yncJ0/s1600/Pictures+102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTCaKf2aI/AAAAAAAACWQ/9YVBf6yncJ0/s320/Pictures+102.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTEejWXPI/AAAAAAAACWU/D7gPbaSqgF0/s1600/Pictures+105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTEejWXPI/AAAAAAAACWU/D7gPbaSqgF0/s320/Pictures+105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTGbykx_I/AAAAAAAACWY/jTATvZDmLo8/s1600/Pictures+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTGbykx_I/AAAAAAAACWY/jTATvZDmLo8/s320/Pictures+107.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Over all it was a blast and Harrison is such a blessing to have.&amp;nbsp; Greg received hunting stuff, new work pants, a cameo thermos with matching mugs, gift cards, and a hunting shirt.&amp;nbsp; I got&amp;nbsp; gift cards, some books that I have wanted for a while, scrapbooking stuff, a laminator and a few other little things that I needed.&amp;nbsp; Harrison made out like a bandit!&amp;nbsp; He got the Leapfrog System with tons of book, a suit, new pjs, a train set, a Thomas train (that wasn't working right, so we took it back and got a bike), ABC's building blocks, a tool set, and underwear (potty training is coming soon).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so blessed every year.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice just to be with family.&amp;nbsp; We didn't rush everywhere like we normally do.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all had a great holidays season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3189720428054088794?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3189720428054088794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3189720428054088794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3189720428054088794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3189720428054088794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TSaTCaKf2aI/AAAAAAAACWQ/9YVBf6yncJ0/s72-c/Pictures+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3665457538010938920</id><published>2010-12-19T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T06:00:03.325-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>I have a story for you!</title><content type='html'>So the other morning (October 26)&amp;nbsp; I had a feeling that I need to take a pregnancy test.&amp;nbsp; I got up just before Greg was going to work&amp;nbsp; So I thought that I would test.&amp;nbsp; I got up and tried to not let Greg know.&amp;nbsp; I told it and I was SO tired that I washed my hands and was about ready to go back to bed when I looked down and it said PREGNANT,&amp;nbsp; I had to take a second look.&amp;nbsp; I really didn't believe it.&amp;nbsp; So I hurried and got my phone and called&amp;nbsp; Greg.&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he had left yet.&amp;nbsp; He said that he hadn't.&amp;nbsp; I asked him to come downstairs because I didn't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Greg came downstairs and he asked me how I felt.&amp;nbsp; I told him that I thought that I needed a drink.&amp;nbsp; So he went and refilled my water bottle.&amp;nbsp; The pregnancy test was right next to the sink.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited, so I met him at the door.&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he had seen it.&amp;nbsp; He was confused.&amp;nbsp; I told him to look again.&amp;nbsp; He finally saw it and I was so excited!&amp;nbsp; This is what he said, "That is exciting, but you could have told me over the phone.&amp;nbsp; I am going to be late for work."&amp;nbsp; What?!?!?!&amp;nbsp; We have been trying for 7 months and that is what I get.&amp;nbsp; He gave me a hug and a kiss and off he want.&amp;nbsp; Such a man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.&amp;nbsp; Then I called him about 45 mins later.&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he was excited?&amp;nbsp; He replied that he said that he was, that it was 5 AM.&amp;nbsp; Later that day he called me and asked how I was feeling and if there was anything that I needed.&amp;nbsp; I just laughed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finally the reaction that I wanted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note!&amp;nbsp; Husbands, you should jump up and down and be really excited.&amp;nbsp; Even at 5 AM.&amp;nbsp; I still love him though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3665457538010938920?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3665457538010938920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3665457538010938920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3665457538010938920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3665457538010938920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-story-for-you.html' title='I have a story for you!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8144707891990305375</id><published>2010-12-18T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T06:00:02.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>There is a baby in mom's tummy!</title><content type='html'>So if you read my last post. Yes, I am pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; Well the day that we found out that I was pregnant, I was talking with Harrison and told him that momma has a baby in her tummy.&amp;nbsp; I pointed to show him where the baby was.&amp;nbsp; He got really excited and then pointed to repeat what I had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened though out the day.&amp;nbsp; Well later that night we were watching a cartoon and he turned to me and said mommy you have baby, I told him yes.&amp;nbsp; Then he pointed to his belly and told me that he had one too.&amp;nbsp; I busted up laughing!&amp;nbsp; It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask him, he will show you where his baby is.&amp;nbsp; I thought that was so cute.&amp;nbsp; Then I told Greg I don't know how we are going to tell our family about our son being pregnant.&amp;nbsp; He thought that was pretty funny.&amp;nbsp; So apparently I am not the only one that is going to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I would share that cute story.&amp;nbsp; Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8144707891990305375?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8144707891990305375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8144707891990305375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8144707891990305375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8144707891990305375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-is-baby-in-moms-tummy.html' title='There is a baby in mom&apos;s tummy!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6794533703012540595</id><published>2010-12-17T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:59:07.260-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>It's a......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's a BABY!!!!&amp;nbsp; Finally!!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so excited.&amp;nbsp; We are having a baby.&amp;nbsp; We have known for a while now, but I was nervous to say anything till I was a little further along.&amp;nbsp; I am current &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;11 1/2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am due on &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;July 4th&lt;/span&gt; and I think that I will go earlier.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The doc moved up Harrison's due date 2 weeks and he was still 10 lbs 5 oz.&amp;nbsp; We will have to see.&amp;nbsp; I would show you pictures, but my doctor broke his foot and I have been seeing another one.&amp;nbsp; He is a jerk so I can only got crappy pictures. I wish that I could show you all the DVD that we have.&amp;nbsp; It is awesome!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will update you all on the progress and I have a few funny stories with Harrison!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6794533703012540595?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6794533703012540595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6794533703012540595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6794533703012540595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6794533703012540595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/its.html' title='It&apos;s a......'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5109567852858879360</id><published>2010-12-15T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:22:00.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>I am Thankful.....</title><content type='html'>I was going to do this a little sooner.&amp;nbsp; Sorry!&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite holiday's of the year is Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; Now as this being one of my favorites, it makes me really sad that so many people just skip over this holiday to get straight to Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I think that we need to stop and take time to be thankful for what we have be given.&amp;nbsp; Me included!&amp;nbsp; I lose sight of all my many blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought that I would tell you all 25 things that I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greg, I have the most amazing hubbie in the world.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't have asked for better!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harrison, our little boy rocks!&amp;nbsp; He is so much fun and teaches me so many things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family, I am blessed with a great family.&amp;nbsp; Both, my own and in laws.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The gospel, I honestly don't know where I would be with out.&amp;nbsp; It is who I am I am so grateful for that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good TV shows.&amp;nbsp; I love to sit and able to watch a TV show with my family and not worry about what I am watching!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lotion,&amp;nbsp; I get really dry skin this time of year!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chapstick, my lips get really chapped!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spray paint!&amp;nbsp; I love to spray paint.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good books.&amp;nbsp; I love to read a good book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My talents.&amp;nbsp; There is nothing better to do something and stand back and realize how well I did.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knowledge.&amp;nbsp; I love to learn.&amp;nbsp; I also love that I know things that can help others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food!&amp;nbsp; I love good food!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kind people.&amp;nbsp; I love being around happy and nice people everything is better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies.&amp;nbsp; I love to snuggle up to Greg and watch a good movie together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking pictures.&amp;nbsp; I love to take pictures and when they turn out, there is nothing better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapbooking. I love to do something with all of the pictures that I take.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crafting.&amp;nbsp; I love making this with my hands.&amp;nbsp; I love to give homemade gifts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain.&amp;nbsp; I love the rain, it helps everything grow and it smells so yummy after it is done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheese.&amp;nbsp; Everything is better with cheese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk!&amp;nbsp; I love milk!!!&amp;nbsp; Only 1 % though!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cake.&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't love cake?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays!&amp;nbsp; Any reason to get together as family and friends and eat yummy food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Generous people.&amp;nbsp; I am kind of a tight wad and Greg would give all of our money away.&amp;nbsp; But we get tons of blessings when we share!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot chocolate.&amp;nbsp; Yum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camping.&amp;nbsp; With kids it is a little bit harder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this inspires you to think about what you are thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5109567852858879360?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5109567852858879360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5109567852858879360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5109567852858879360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5109567852858879360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-thankful.html' title='I am Thankful.....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3246053182751034262</id><published>2010-12-13T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:08:57.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Harrison's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>I am really behind on blogging!&amp;nbsp; So I thought that I would start with Harrison's 2nd birthday.&amp;nbsp; It was back in October and it turned out great.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to be a cute mom and do a fun party.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say I didn't get everything done!&amp;nbsp; But we still had a blast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cupcakes!&amp;nbsp; I made two toned cupcakes.&amp;nbsp; I thought that they would look different then they did.&amp;nbsp; But they tasted great!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ32O7V6AI/AAAAAAAACQc/y3zz_fcW8lY/s1600/Pictures+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ32O7V6AI/AAAAAAAACQc/y3zz_fcW8lY/s320/Pictures+038.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ34j9-qwI/AAAAAAAACQg/djWYLf4201g/s1600/Pictures+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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He loves cupcakes too.&amp;nbsp; We got everyone in the kitchen and then sang to him.&amp;nbsp; He get so excited.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't stop smiling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ44ZcvRFI/AAAAAAAACQ8/L_QI4CxH4jE/s1600/Harry+Blewing+out+candles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ44ZcvRFI/AAAAAAAACQ8/L_QI4CxH4jE/s320/Harry+Blewing+out+candles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ41IFuO2I/AAAAAAAACQw/vL1ezyQ50cY/s1600/S5000090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ41IFuO2I/AAAAAAAACQw/vL1ezyQ50cY/s320/S5000090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ42DfFalI/AAAAAAAACQ0/7aonZYhZ-8w/s1600/Done+with+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ42DfFalI/AAAAAAAACQ0/7aonZYhZ-8w/s320/Done+with+cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ48Li4ABI/AAAAAAAACRE/-GNK9edpkjM/s1600/S5000073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ48Li4ABI/AAAAAAAACRE/-GNK9edpkjM/s320/S5000073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next was presents.&amp;nbsp; All the kids wanted to help so I kind felt like referee.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span id="goog_587639539"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_587639540"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ46VJKo1I/AAAAAAAACRA/9nDcbTprfQo/s1600/Pictures+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ46VJKo1I/AAAAAAAACRA/9nDcbTprfQo/s320/Pictures+043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ43evKZpI/AAAAAAAACQ4/F_447w2pmaY/s1600/Harrison%2527s+Party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ43evKZpI/AAAAAAAACQ4/F_447w2pmaY/s320/Harrison%2527s+Party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was tons of&amp;nbsp; family and friends here.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ7bm6j7jI/AAAAAAAACRI/5mYMeeQzmzI/s1600/S5000092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ7iyLKt0I/AAAAAAAACRc/Tm4SyItzLSM/s320/S5000082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ74p-lmuI/AAAAAAAACRg/VZtrKlihL_g/s1600/Pictures+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ74p-lmuI/AAAAAAAACRg/VZtrKlihL_g/s320/Pictures+049.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ76hUzXGI/AAAAAAAACRk/HGlZENZXOho/s1600/Pictures+052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ76hUzXGI/AAAAAAAACRk/HGlZENZXOho/s320/Pictures+052.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was spoiled and we had so much fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have one little hiccup though.&amp;nbsp; My brother and sister in law gave him some bubble bath and water toys.&amp;nbsp; I was in the kitchen getting everything ready and I heard them playing in the front room.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think anything of it.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I knew Natalie came into the kitchen and had something on her face.&amp;nbsp; I thought the boys had done something to her.&amp;nbsp; Oh no!&amp;nbsp; Jud had opened the bottle and all three where playing in a full bottle of bubble bath!&amp;nbsp; I wanted to die.&amp;nbsp; They had tons of fun though.&amp;nbsp; So after that was cleaned up we started the party.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't be a 2 year old's birthday party unless something like that happened!&amp;nbsp; Oh the joys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3246053182751034262?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3246053182751034262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3246053182751034262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3246053182751034262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3246053182751034262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/harrisons-2nd-birthday.html' title='Harrison&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQZ32O7V6AI/AAAAAAAACQc/y3zz_fcW8lY/s72-c/Pictures+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1289711379134142489</id><published>2010-12-13T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:56:21.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2010</title><content type='html'>back in October we did one of the funnest things that I have ever done!&amp;nbsp; Greg's work does a lot of parties though out the year.&amp;nbsp; One of them is a harvest party.&amp;nbsp; They took us out to Black Island Farms in Syracuse, Utah.&amp;nbsp; Which is a corn maze and has a harvest market too.&amp;nbsp; Greg and Tyler work together so we went with them.  We didn't do the corn maze.&amp;nbsp; The best part of your ticket is a tracker ride back to pumpkin patches and you get to choose your pumpkins.&amp;nbsp; You can choose what ever size you want.&amp;nbsp; It was SO much fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These is us waiting for the tracker to come take us back.&amp;nbsp; The boys can't sit still so they went and played on the hay bails.&amp;nbsp; I had Parker and holding our place in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDzWHQpmI/AAAAAAAACSA/J3htT8comfw/s1600/S5000096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDzWHQpmI/AAAAAAAACSA/J3htT8comfw/s320/S5000096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaD0kR9-RI/AAAAAAAACSE/nv1MXP1rX64/s1600/S5000097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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It was really fun!&amp;nbsp; It was really pretty area too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaHdBE6RkI/AAAAAAAACTs/RXuCRvL3c4s/s1600/Pictures+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaHdBE6RkI/AAAAAAAACTs/RXuCRvL3c4s/s320/Pictures+062.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaECSMCGJI/AAAAAAAACSY/s-Xd9Opl4LY/s1600/S5000102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaECSMCGJI/AAAAAAAACSY/s-Xd9Opl4LY/s320/S5000102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaED4SR4wI/AAAAAAAACSc/AbKe-J1itOU/s1600/S5000104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaED4SR4wI/AAAAAAAACSc/AbKe-J1itOU/s320/S5000104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEFkyt4lI/AAAAAAAACSg/t67aau_7c34/s1600/S5000107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEFkyt4lI/AAAAAAAACSg/t67aau_7c34/s320/S5000107.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEHDsHoDI/AAAAAAAACSk/qL7eUjJtb-M/s1600/S5000108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEHDsHoDI/AAAAAAAACSk/qL7eUjJtb-M/s320/S5000108.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here we all are picking out the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDrYANoTI/AAAAAAAACRw/NxyzVZWPckI/s1600/Pictures+058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDrYANoTI/AAAAAAAACRw/NxyzVZWPckI/s320/Pictures+058.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked Harrison which one he wanted.&amp;nbsp; He came to this one and said, " I want that one!"&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he was sure and he said, "Oh, yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDiWhWrxI/AAAAAAAACRo/pkbpG4zcBAA/s1600/Pictures+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDiWhWrxI/AAAAAAAACRo/pkbpG4zcBAA/s320/Pictures+057.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaELfFEU5I/AAAAAAAACSw/g6fAYhbS9os/s320/S5000112.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaH2vcV6VI/AAAAAAAACT0/1YRo1ULfeoI/s1600/S5000115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaH2vcV6VI/AAAAAAAACT0/1YRo1ULfeoI/s320/S5000115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done with that, they said for us to meet together in the field.&amp;nbsp; Where they gave us movie tickets and glow sticks!&amp;nbsp; The kids loved it.&amp;nbsp; Then they had these slides.&amp;nbsp; You should have seen us!&amp;nbsp; Who I mean by us is Suzie and I!&amp;nbsp; We were screaming like little girls!&amp;nbsp; It was such a blast.&amp;nbsp; Harrison wouldn't go down by himself so Greg went with him and Jud went by himself.&amp;nbsp; Tyler had Parker and was taking all the pictures!&amp;nbsp; It was really dark and the pictures didn't turn out that great.&lt;span id="goog_1969992386"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1969992387"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaD9MhmKUI/AAAAAAAACSM/y86JC3nUaO0/s1600/S5000139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaD9MhmKUI/AAAAAAAACSM/y86JC3nUaO0/s320/S5000139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEBG5cCkI/AAAAAAAACSU/C-DOFCQhPsw/s1600/Pictures+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEBG5cCkI/AAAAAAAACSU/C-DOFCQhPsw/s320/Pictures+070.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEW2TH8cI/AAAAAAAACTQ/HD2rG0aMZj0/s320/S5000133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEdNf4wJI/AAAAAAAACTk/ptZAEVRkDSw/s1600/S5000138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaEdNf4wJI/AAAAAAAACTk/ptZAEVRkDSw/s320/S5000138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This would be my favorite picture of the day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDx2ABrbI/AAAAAAAACR8/QEH17PfE0qA/s1600/Pictures+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDx2ABrbI/AAAAAAAACR8/QEH17PfE0qA/s320/Pictures+065.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love my handsome boys!&amp;nbsp; They are truly the best thing in my life.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't ask for a better hubbie or son.&amp;nbsp; I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1289711379134142489?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1289711379134142489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1289711379134142489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1289711379134142489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1289711379134142489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/pumpkin-patch-2010.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2010'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaDzWHQpmI/AAAAAAAACSA/J3htT8comfw/s72-c/S5000096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4361835534109159898</id><published>2010-12-08T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:00:07.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Tree Hunting....</title><content type='html'>I know that I haven't been posting anything other the duck hunting stuff.&amp;nbsp; Well that is kinda our life right now.&amp;nbsp; However, Greg took a break the Saturday after Thanksgiving and we went up to Idaho to get out Christmas tree.&amp;nbsp; I love doing this.&amp;nbsp; It was tons of fun and Greg always gets the best ones.&amp;nbsp; I love how yummy they smell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was the first year we had ton of snow up there.&amp;nbsp; Usually there is a tiny bit.&amp;nbsp; This year there was about a foot.&amp;nbsp; But it was kinda magical!&amp;nbsp; I thought and Greg said that it was a lot easier to get the tree down the mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Harrison's birthday he was given all of his snow gear.&amp;nbsp; Which I was so thankful for!&amp;nbsp; So we bundled him all up and off we went.&amp;nbsp; We hiked up this huge hill, OK, so it might have not been huge, but it was quite the hike! &amp;nbsp; Greg loves to get the best tree so he is will to work for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were hiking up the mountain my brother Ryan who was with us, said that he had seen some cat tracks.&amp;nbsp; Like a Bob Cat or Mountain Lion.&amp;nbsp; I was super comfortable about that.&amp;nbsp; NOT!!!&amp;nbsp; So I had Harrison with me, I couldn't see Greg, I knew he wasn't too far away. So I was a little nervous. Then I was standing watching Harrison play in the snow and heard something coming straight for us.&amp;nbsp; I was nervous and didn't want to turn around.&amp;nbsp; But I knew that I needed to so I would know what I needed to do.&amp;nbsp; As I turned around, I saw this huge doe deer running straight for us.&amp;nbsp; As soon as she saw us she turned to the left and ran up a hill.&amp;nbsp; But she was about 15 feet if that from us.&amp;nbsp; It was really cool.&amp;nbsp; Then Harrison Yelled, "Mom, I saw a deer!"&amp;nbsp; I told him that we almost got ran over by a deer.&amp;nbsp; It was really fun! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Peter came over and sat with Harrison.&amp;nbsp; He told Harry to eat the snow.&amp;nbsp; I told Peter that he didn't know how.&amp;nbsp; It was so cute.&amp;nbsp; Peter then explained to Harrison how to eat the snow.&amp;nbsp; Which one is good snow and what is bad.&amp;nbsp; I was laughing so hard.&amp;nbsp; Then they sat and eat snow together.&amp;nbsp; They had so much fun.&amp;nbsp; Then Will wanted to come hang out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NPiVFnqI/AAAAAAAACQM/RCiPDPqPRAs/s1600/Pictures+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NPiVFnqI/AAAAAAAACQM/RCiPDPqPRAs/s400/Pictures+091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to long after that Greg found our tree and his mom's and we were on our way down the hill.&amp;nbsp; Mom was prepared and she brought a sled for the kids.&amp;nbsp; They had a lot of fun!&amp;nbsp; I took some pictures to show you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NRuHek1I/AAAAAAAACQQ/vi-lsbdLrcg/s1600/Pictures+093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NRuHek1I/AAAAAAAACQQ/vi-lsbdLrcg/s400/Pictures+093.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was so cute, Jud was trying to pull Harrison.&amp;nbsp; But the snow was really deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NTZazJEI/AAAAAAAACQU/LOtBq3iwOnc/s1600/Pictures+094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NTZazJEI/AAAAAAAACQU/LOtBq3iwOnc/s400/Pictures+094.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grandma wanted to take pictures with the grandkids.&amp;nbsp; I think next year we will do this at the beginning.&amp;nbsp; It didn't go the well.&amp;nbsp; Parker was screaming, Jud didn't want to look at the camera and Harrison keep smiling and&amp;nbsp; didn't know where to look.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NNU7nLRI/AAAAAAAACQI/7DcrmvViIjY/s1600/Pictures+099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NNU7nLRI/AAAAAAAACQI/7DcrmvViIjY/s400/Pictures+099.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When the Greg finally got down the hill.&amp;nbsp; I was ready to go!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NVzQOUHI/AAAAAAAACQY/NrcdIz1haAg/s1600/Pictures+095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NVzQOUHI/AAAAAAAACQY/NrcdIz1haAg/s320/Pictures+095.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we took a family picture and was on our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NLFdia_I/AAAAAAAACQE/mIe7FJqvpkA/s1600/Pictures+097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NLFdia_I/AAAAAAAACQE/mIe7FJqvpkA/s400/Pictures+097.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love that we have this tradition and that we get one every year!&amp;nbsp; I love everything, but the drive.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that bad.&amp;nbsp; But I wish that we could just get it.&amp;nbsp; That wouldn't be really fun though.&amp;nbsp; This year was such blast and we always have so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4361835534109159898?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4361835534109159898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4361835534109159898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4361835534109159898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4361835534109159898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-tree-hunting.html' title='A Christmas Tree Hunting....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP6NPiVFnqI/AAAAAAAACQM/RCiPDPqPRAs/s72-c/Pictures+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6863987164287819493</id><published>2010-12-07T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:40:13.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Duck Hunting......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Once again, my hubbie went duck hunting, big surprise!&amp;nbsp; But this hunting trip might pay off!!!&amp;nbsp; Greg came home from hunting and was so excited.&amp;nbsp; He said, "Honey,&amp;nbsp; I got a banded duck."&amp;nbsp; Now if you are like me, I had no clue what that means.&amp;nbsp; It means that they are tracking it.&amp;nbsp; Also it might be worth $1,000.00!&amp;nbsp; Yep!&amp;nbsp; Well we got the letter in the mail yesterday and it wasn't worth that.&amp;nbsp; However, Greg was so excited that he didn't care.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP5_Gd_7gZI/AAAAAAAACP8/gDQm4ibzQx0/s1600/Pictures+089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP5_Gd_7gZI/AAAAAAAACP8/gDQm4ibzQx0/s400/Pictures+089.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The duck was really pretty and rather large.&amp;nbsp; Do you see that little metal piece?&amp;nbsp; That is the band and I guess you put it on your calls and it is pretty special!&amp;nbsp; Greg is so excited!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6863987164287819493?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6863987164287819493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6863987164287819493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6863987164287819493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6863987164287819493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/12/duck-hunting.html' title='Duck Hunting......'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TP5_Gd_7gZI/AAAAAAAACP8/gDQm4ibzQx0/s72-c/Pictures+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4063035873885837554</id><published>2010-11-22T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:49:00.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>It a.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOh1pkhUmSI/AAAAAAAACN0/1yb-p-iCCTs/s1600/Harry+%2526+Bird.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This last Saturday Greg and Tyler went duck hunting, which they didn't get any!&amp;nbsp; Dang!&amp;nbsp; But they got something better!&amp;nbsp; They got a pheasant!&amp;nbsp; I know how does that happen?&amp;nbsp; So they went duck hunting and they needed to get home.&amp;nbsp; So they got in the truck and then Tyler said that he had saw a pheasant and to stop.&amp;nbsp; So they both got out of the car and they were walking in the grass and they could hear it running around.&amp;nbsp; They walked a ways and they were on their way back to the car and when it jumped.&amp;nbsp; They both shot at it and they aren't sure who finally killed, but they made sure it was died.&amp;nbsp; They were so excited that they body slammed each other.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited for them!&amp;nbsp; Congrats guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOh1rXqt5jI/AAAAAAAACN4/vT9LHJSJ1wI/s1600/Greg+and+Tyler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOh1rXqt5jI/AAAAAAAACN4/vT9LHJSJ1wI/s400/Greg+and+Tyler.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then Harry had to get into the actions.&amp;nbsp; He keeps calling it a turkey.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOh1pkhUmSI/AAAAAAAACN0/1yb-p-iCCTs/s1600/Harry+%2526+Bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="345" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOh1pkhUmSI/AAAAAAAACN0/1yb-p-iCCTs/s400/Harry+%2526+Bird.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4063035873885837554?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4063035873885837554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4063035873885837554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4063035873885837554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4063035873885837554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/11/it.html' title='It a.......'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOh1rXqt5jI/AAAAAAAACN4/vT9LHJSJ1wI/s72-c/Greg+and+Tyler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3140125918908444519</id><published>2010-11-20T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:49:31.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Sabrina's 1st Duck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The other day Greg and his sister Sabrina went duck hunting all day.&amp;nbsp; Greg had so much fun being out with his sister.&amp;nbsp; She got her hunter's safety this year and she this is her 1st duck.&amp;nbsp; Greg was so excited from and she was so happy that she did so well.&amp;nbsp; Congrats Sabrina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOhrxr3lIaI/AAAAAAAACNw/BtRQf7106Gk/s1600/Sabrina%2527s+Duck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOhrxr3lIaI/AAAAAAAACNw/BtRQf7106Gk/s400/Sabrina%2527s+Duck.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3140125918908444519?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3140125918908444519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3140125918908444519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3140125918908444519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3140125918908444519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/11/sabrinas-1st-duck.html' title='Sabrina&apos;s 1st Duck!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TOhrxr3lIaI/AAAAAAAACNw/BtRQf7106Gk/s72-c/Sabrina%2527s+Duck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2762469583420921903</id><published>2010-11-18T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:10:06.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Just an update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have tons of things that I need to blog about!&amp;nbsp; I just really wanted to say that things are great right now and soon I will have tons of pictures and fun things that I need to blog about!&amp;nbsp; Hope you all are well!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2762469583420921903?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2762469583420921903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2762469583420921903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2762469583420921903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2762469583420921903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-update.html' title='Just an update!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2437903246011299354</id><published>2010-11-10T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:00:00.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>Father like son!</title><content type='html'>So I was looking over some pictures and found a couple that looked alot the same, but one was Harry and one was Greg!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg9yKqFWdI/AAAAAAAACNU/o3bAbnv7p2o/s1600/Our+Pictures+235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg9yKqFWdI/AAAAAAAACNU/o3bAbnv7p2o/s320/Our+Pictures+235.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg931m2GOI/AAAAAAAACNY/F_tjQCC1F0o/s1600/Ty+and+Greg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg931m2GOI/AAAAAAAACNY/F_tjQCC1F0o/s320/Ty+and+Greg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see anything alike?&amp;nbsp; Father like sons!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2437903246011299354?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2437903246011299354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2437903246011299354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2437903246011299354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2437903246011299354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/11/father-like-son.html' title='Father like son!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg9yKqFWdI/AAAAAAAACNU/o3bAbnv7p2o/s72-c/Our+Pictures+235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2373409386561310650</id><published>2010-11-08T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T14:25:59.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>A Family of Cowboys and girls!</title><content type='html'>So a while ago Tyler and Suzie were over with the boys and Sabrina was in the back yard working with Smokey (one of her horses).&amp;nbsp; Next things I know everyone is outside and she had put a saddle on him and we all took a turn riding!&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to be one horse again.&amp;nbsp; It has been a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you don't know my sister in law Sabrina is basically the horse whisper.&amp;nbsp; She is pretty much amazing with horses and I love to watch her work her magic.&amp;nbsp; So here are some pictures of the whole family riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7ilhTvLI/AAAAAAAACMw/IrWprCQ0Y8I/s1600/Jud+and+Harry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7ilhTvLI/AAAAAAAACMw/IrWprCQ0Y8I/s320/Jud+and+Harry.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7jn93hTI/AAAAAAAACM0/pH_FXANyu9Y/s1600/mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7jn93hTI/AAAAAAAACM0/pH_FXANyu9Y/s320/mom.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom didn't want to get on the horse, she had a bad experience forever ago.&amp;nbsp; It was really funny to watch her.&amp;nbsp; She was such a great sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7k45dsuI/AAAAAAAACM4/wqyOiwHIeNw/s1600/Sabrina+and+Greg+with+Smokey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7k45dsuI/AAAAAAAACM4/wqyOiwHIeNw/s320/Sabrina+and+Greg+with+Smokey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7mcuY8HI/AAAAAAAACM8/KaMsOW-ZNLI/s1600/Suzy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7mcuY8HI/AAAAAAAACM8/KaMsOW-ZNLI/s320/Suzy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7ploq0JI/AAAAAAAACNE/KONCoHKkScc/s1600/Tyler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7ploq0JI/AAAAAAAACNE/KONCoHKkScc/s320/Tyler.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7qTQeeBI/AAAAAAAACNI/DTSgHPeKYVg/s1600/Greg+and+Harry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7qTQeeBI/AAAAAAAACNI/DTSgHPeKYVg/s320/Greg+and+Harry.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7rX-gx6I/AAAAAAAACNM/KufYeHjbDjw/s1600/Greg+and+Ty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7rX-gx6I/AAAAAAAACNM/KufYeHjbDjw/s320/Greg+and+Ty.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We were all laughing with this one.&amp;nbsp; Sabrina wanted to see how Smokey would do with both the boys.&amp;nbsp; He did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7sEJH5jI/AAAAAAAACNQ/mL8ubu3b59M/s1600/Harry+and+Jud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7sEJH5jI/AAAAAAAACNQ/mL8ubu3b59M/s320/Harry+and+Jud.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had such a great time.&amp;nbsp; Jud and Harry loves horses.&amp;nbsp; Thanks so much to Sabrina for letting us all get a chance to ride Smokey and have such a fun afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2373409386561310650?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2373409386561310650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2373409386561310650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2373409386561310650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2373409386561310650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-of-cowboys-and-girl.html' title='A Family of Cowboys and girls!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TNg7ilhTvLI/AAAAAAAACMw/IrWprCQ0Y8I/s72-c/Jud+and+Harry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8944322607681398374</id><published>2010-11-04T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:14:50.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I was really excited about Halloween!&amp;nbsp; Which if you know me, I am not crazy about Halloween.&amp;nbsp; I think it is kinda creepy.&amp;nbsp; Which I am not into.&amp;nbsp; But I found a super cute costume for him.&amp;nbsp; I brought it home and showed him that it was a monster,&amp;nbsp; he wouldn't go near it.&amp;nbsp; Greg finally got him to put it on.&amp;nbsp; But Greg told him that he could go outside and scare the chickens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKafnou_I/AAAAAAAACT4/voksuP3gNbQ/s1600/Pictures+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKafnou_I/AAAAAAAACT4/voksuP3gNbQ/s400/Pictures+001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suzie had invited us to their trunk or treat.&amp;nbsp; So we went over to their church for it.&amp;nbsp; It was fun!&amp;nbsp; One lady was giving out books.&amp;nbsp; I love that idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKr-LTBAI/AAAAAAAACUA/szlBRvhodCw/s1600/S5000166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKr-LTBAI/AAAAAAAACUA/szlBRvhodCw/s400/S5000166.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKtMvKB8I/AAAAAAAACUE/b34MbkAqQ9Q/s1600/S5000169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKtMvKB8I/AAAAAAAACUE/b34MbkAqQ9Q/s400/S5000169.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is Carter, Allie, Harrison, and Judson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKvI1ailI/AAAAAAAACUI/lyULSDDO6pU/s1600/S5000172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKvI1ailI/AAAAAAAACUI/lyULSDDO6pU/s400/S5000172.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKxK8uSnI/AAAAAAAACUM/CDgr8StgMNU/s1600/S5000175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKxK8uSnI/AAAAAAAACUM/CDgr8StgMNU/s400/S5000175.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is at our ward's Trunk or Treat.&amp;nbsp; They had a little get together in a shed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKqDjk6uI/AAAAAAAACT8/u6_0c0Ahb9w/s1600/S5000186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKqDjk6uI/AAAAAAAACT8/u6_0c0Ahb9w/s400/S5000186.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKyjEDa8I/AAAAAAAACUQ/MIPJZM2rI7Y/s1600/S5000176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKyjEDa8I/AAAAAAAACUQ/MIPJZM2rI7Y/s400/S5000176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaK0OI8lRI/AAAAAAAACUU/gRrvtJL69zg/s1600/S5000179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaK0OI8lRI/AAAAAAAACUU/gRrvtJL69zg/s400/S5000179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went over to my grandpa's house to see all of my family.&amp;nbsp; It was alot of fun! Yes, we ate most of Harrison's candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8944322607681398374?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8944322607681398374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8944322607681398374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8944322607681398374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8944322607681398374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2011/04/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TQaKafnou_I/AAAAAAAACT4/voksuP3gNbQ/s72-c/Pictures+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3587611521904274177</id><published>2010-10-18T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:31:52.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>FireProof</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K23hSajG2K8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K23hSajG2K8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if any of you have heard of Fire Proof.&amp;nbsp; If you haven't, I highly recommend it.&amp;nbsp; Now, I have to explain why and a little bit about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it is not going to win any awards for the most amazing movie ever, even the acting isn't that great.&amp;nbsp; But the message is so powerful that if anyone who is struggling in their marriage watched it and truly let it touch their heart, it could save their marriage.&amp;nbsp; Now just like everyone Greg and I have our struggles, luckily little ones.&amp;nbsp; One night we borrowed it from Greg's mom and thought that it wasn't going to be that good, but we watched it anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needless to say, we both cried and it was such a moving movie to Greg and I.&amp;nbsp; It is a Christian movie.&amp;nbsp; It talks about how you need to give your all in marriage and how it is two sided.&amp;nbsp; Also they talk about how you need Heavenly Father in your marriage.&amp;nbsp; They also take about divorce and how hard it really is.&amp;nbsp; Like I said though it is kinda hokey, but the message is amazing. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have talk to others who didn't feel the same way about it.&amp;nbsp; But when I feel like I don't appreciate Greg I watch it and it is a great reminder.&amp;nbsp; I love the message and it helps to remind me that I am so lucky to have a great husband who loves me and does some much for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3587611521904274177?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3587611521904274177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3587611521904274177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3587611521904274177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3587611521904274177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/fireproof.html' title='FireProof'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5469888199269902281</id><published>2010-10-12T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:21:54.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5dmNO9_I/AAAAAAAACKI/ca_uQk1Ocqo/s1600/parker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, I am so behind!&amp;nbsp; We have been so busy that I haven't had time to blog about all the fun things that we did this summer.&amp;nbsp; In July, we went to a ranch by East Canyon for Greg's family reunion.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun!&amp;nbsp; Well most of the time.&amp;nbsp; Harrison is not a great little camper!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5e_uJBZI/AAAAAAAACKM/awNFts6UeZc/s1600/Family+dinner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5e_uJBZI/AAAAAAAACKM/awNFts6UeZc/s320/Family+dinner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is dinner for the first night.&amp;nbsp; Kinda scary I know!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5hdk4izI/AAAAAAAACKQ/RWKtjfZYKM4/s1600/Harry+and+Jed+on+a+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5hdk4izI/AAAAAAAACKQ/RWKtjfZYKM4/s320/Harry+and+Jed+on+a+tree.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this is Harry and Jud,&amp;nbsp; the reason they have rosie checks because  they were running around like crazy!&amp;nbsp; Even with red cheeks they still  are really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5dmNO9_I/AAAAAAAACKI/ca_uQk1Ocqo/s1600/parker.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5dmNO9_I/AAAAAAAACKI/ca_uQk1Ocqo/s320/parker.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is little Parker!&amp;nbsp; He is so sweet.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5iVx9Z1I/AAAAAAAACKU/hhA_xGdrGDM/s1600/PJ+Cowboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5iVx9Z1I/AAAAAAAACKU/hhA_xGdrGDM/s320/PJ+Cowboy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is our PJ cowboy.&amp;nbsp; Jud loves his cowboy get up!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next few pictures are of our family cooking breakfast.&amp;nbsp; We are a crazy bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5kH-eV_I/AAAAAAAACKY/bj0wQINmNiI/s1600/Pictures+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5kH-eV_I/AAAAAAAACKY/bj0wQINmNiI/s320/Pictures+032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5lY2QZiI/AAAAAAAACKc/rG4a1gnOE-s/s1600/Pictures+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5lY2QZiI/AAAAAAAACKc/rG4a1gnOE-s/s320/Pictures+029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5mQfzBkI/AAAAAAAACKg/9Y12-tYyYW4/s1600/Pictures+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5mQfzBkI/AAAAAAAACKg/9Y12-tYyYW4/s320/Pictures+030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5n5b17VI/AAAAAAAACKk/ZnttjrKAz3A/s1600/Pictures+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5n5b17VI/AAAAAAAACKk/ZnttjrKAz3A/s320/Pictures+031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TJl-aALxKSI/AAAAAAAACGE/sQnOkqCPZfA/s1600/Pictures+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved being in the outdoors.&amp;nbsp; There was a gorgeous river that was really scary, because Harrison loves water.&amp;nbsp; We also slept in a tepee.&amp;nbsp; Yes, it was awesome!&amp;nbsp; I loved it.&amp;nbsp; Harrison on the other hand wouldn't go to sleep.&amp;nbsp; So I did what ever mom would do, I sang to him, I rocked him, I snuggled him, I rubbed his back, I talk to him, then I ingorned him too see if he would go to sleep.&amp;nbsp; He was talking to us and we wouldn't talk back, finally he went quite and I was so excited because I thought that he was asleep.&amp;nbsp; Then I feel this little hand in my hair.&amp;nbsp; He then played with my hair for 45 mins!&amp;nbsp; Yes, 45 mins.&amp;nbsp; Then when he finally feel asleep his little hair was really tangled in my hair.&amp;nbsp; But I got it out without him waking up.&amp;nbsp; He likes to sleep in his bed at his house.&amp;nbsp; So the second night was awful, so we came home.&amp;nbsp; But during  the day we were having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need a great place to have a family reunion I know a great place.&amp;nbsp; I think we might go up there again!&amp;nbsp; They have great prices and also they have a gorgeous lodge that they rent out a few rooms.&amp;nbsp; I wish that I would have taken pictures so that I could show you.&amp;nbsp; I think Greg and I will go take some pictures of how amazing the place is and when I do I will show them to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5469888199269902281?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5469888199269902281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5469888199269902281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5469888199269902281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5469888199269902281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJ5e_uJBZI/AAAAAAAACKM/awNFts6UeZc/s72-c/Family+dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2602674168576271827</id><published>2010-10-10T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:23:05.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Shooting with daddy</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to show you some of the pictures of things that have  been happening the last little while.&amp;nbsp; I have tons to update you on.&amp;nbsp; I  am so far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I posted a while ago, Greg went deer hunting this year and he  has to sight in his gun.&amp;nbsp; One night for family night Greg asked if we  could go up to Avon so that he could shot his gun at the range up  there.&amp;nbsp; I agreed and so off we went.&amp;nbsp; Little I realize that an almost two year old and guns are really scary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJyiAoWJJI/AAAAAAAACKE/OZQINIkwwoQ/s400/Greg+and+Harry+at+the+Gun+Range.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrison look up too his dad so much and so he wanted to shoot a  gun just like him.&amp;nbsp; This only kinda scared me!&amp;nbsp; Ya right!&amp;nbsp; We didn't let  him shot, but he had so much fun being up there.&amp;nbsp; I was a little  stressed and we finally went for a ride to go get a snack.&amp;nbsp; It was  really loud, fun, but VERY loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJyiAoWJJI/AAAAAAAACKE/OZQINIkwwoQ/s1600/Greg+and+Harry+at+the+Gun+Range.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2602674168576271827?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2602674168576271827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2602674168576271827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2602674168576271827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2602674168576271827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/shooting-with-daddy.html' title='Shooting with daddy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TLJyiAoWJJI/AAAAAAAACKE/OZQINIkwwoQ/s72-c/Greg+and+Harry+at+the+Gun+Range.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2623237658076754164</id><published>2010-10-07T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:48:37.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>About MY blog....</title><content type='html'>I had some people talk about my aching heart post.&amp;nbsp; I want to say something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; First off, thank you so much to the kind people who commented on it and had such encouraging words.&amp;nbsp; It is so comforting to have people understand what I am going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so surprised at the rude comments made.&amp;nbsp; Even more so to comments that I have heard that people are saying behind my back.&amp;nbsp; I read a quote that other day in Parents magazine of all places that said," As mothers and women why do we hurt each other and back bite.&amp;nbsp; We put our self down enough."&amp;nbsp; I have thought about that tons.&amp;nbsp; When I am quick to judge another mom's way of doing things. Just because it isn't my way, doesn't mean it is the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who feel as though I shouldn't have been so open about losing my first baby.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure if you have gone through this.&amp;nbsp; If you have, I am deeply sorry for you.&amp;nbsp; If you haven't, I am not sure that you understand how hard it is.&amp;nbsp; You may think it wasn't that far along or that I never heard the heart beat.&amp;nbsp; But that baby was alive to me.&amp;nbsp; Now I am not saying that I still issues with this.&amp;nbsp; I remember the hurt that I went through and that many of my closest friends have also.&amp;nbsp; It is a feeling you never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would like to say, this is &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; blog.&amp;nbsp; It is kinda like a journal.&amp;nbsp; I love to write about things that are going on in my life.&amp;nbsp; I like to have support from friends and family.&amp;nbsp; I hope that we can all abide by the rule, " If you don't have anything nice, don't say anything at all."&amp;nbsp; I will do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this blog won't cause more distress for certain people.&amp;nbsp; It is meant to be kind and to the point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2623237658076754164?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2623237658076754164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2623237658076754164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2623237658076754164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2623237658076754164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/about-my-blog.html' title='About MY blog....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3529246668015876953</id><published>2010-10-07T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:48:00.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Monthly Goals!</title><content type='html'>It is that time again.&amp;nbsp; The time to account for my goals.&amp;nbsp; Dang.... Alright let's get on with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work out three to five times a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have not been good on this at all.&amp;nbsp; It has been way to hot and I don't do well with the heat.&amp;nbsp; Now that the temperatures are getting cooler I can start doing this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am excited to say that I have been reading the scriptures still and I even started reading another book before bed if I am not tired &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(which is like all the time)&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is called Then Comes Marriage.&amp;nbsp; It is all about marriage and the differences between men and women.&amp;nbsp; Now I am one that likes to have an easy read and this one was not that easy.&amp;nbsp; But &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; informative.&amp;nbsp; I just finished it and passed over to my sister in law. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat less sweets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This one as usual out the window.&amp;nbsp; Need I say more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my closets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I had then organized, then I threw a bunch of junk in there and you can even see the floor.&amp;nbsp; Need to redo this and I think it will be happening this month so that I can find all of Harry's fall and winter clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;De junk my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This one will never be done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my filing cabinet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have done tons on this one.&amp;nbsp; I still need to figure out what I need to keep and what I don't.&amp;nbsp; It is tons better, but still needs work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sew and craft more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am so excited to tell you that I finally paint the bookshelves that have been in our garage for about a year.&amp;nbsp; They turned out great and I need to post about them on my craft blog.&amp;nbsp; I will let you know when they are up!&amp;nbsp; Plus, I have done tons of fun stuff that you can go have a look over at&lt;a href="http://mycraftielife.blogspot.com/"&gt; MyCraftieLife.Blogspot.com.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I made my own baby wipes and they are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend the temple at least once a month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Greg and I went to the temple and did sealings.&amp;nbsp; I love having this time with my hubbie to learn and grow.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time and thanks to my wonderful mother that took Harry for us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do 100% on my visiting teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I almost did.&amp;nbsp; Dang!&amp;nbsp; I need to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a better wife and mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have been trying really hard to get a balance between the two.&amp;nbsp; Also with the house and the many other things that are asked of me.&amp;nbsp; This one will always be a work in progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat better and cook more home made meals &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have been cooking more and trying to get on a weekly meal plan.&amp;nbsp; It is hard, because I have to be in the mood for it.&amp;nbsp; Also we have been trying to eat the tons of eggs our chicken have been having!&amp;nbsp; It is really fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3529246668015876953?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3529246668015876953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3529246668015876953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3529246668015876953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3529246668015876953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-monthly-goals.html' title='My Monthly Goals!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2501516185977093458</id><published>2010-10-04T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:23:09.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Just a Note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wanted to tell everyone, this is my personal blog.&amp;nbsp; This is just like a journal.&amp;nbsp; I know that this stuff is kinda personal.&amp;nbsp; I write to have help and support.&amp;nbsp; So please don't criticize.&amp;nbsp; It hurts.&amp;nbsp; Thanks you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2501516185977093458?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2501516185977093458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2501516185977093458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2501516185977093458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2501516185977093458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-note.html' title='Just a Note...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8837308934191058432</id><published>2010-10-03T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:09:55.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Greg's Deer... No not me!</title><content type='html'>Tis' the hunting season!!!&amp;nbsp; Greg week hunting this last week and got a Buck!&amp;nbsp; He was super excited and we will have deer jerk for the next year or more!&amp;nbsp; He left on Tuesday night to hunt up in the North Salt Lake mountains.&amp;nbsp; He called me (after everyone else knew) on Friday and told me that he was coming home because he got his deer.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited (more for him to come home) for him!&amp;nbsp; He came home and this is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TKlrluLa8jI/AAAAAAAACII/C-P8GG_YfZs/s1600/Pictures+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TKlrluLa8jI/AAAAAAAACII/C-P8GG_YfZs/s400/Pictures+005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda scared.&amp;nbsp; I am not a tough girl, &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;story on that a little later in the post.&lt;/span&gt; I was sad because I wanted to get a picture with him and the deer.&amp;nbsp; Then he told me it was gutted and skinned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gag!&amp;nbsp; Gross!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; So off to the butcher he went. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By himself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TKltKvNYBGI/AAAAAAAACIY/96PA53Q-MaM/s1600/Greg%27s+Deer+Sept+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then he came and started cleaning out the blazer.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to be brave, but then he wanted to play a game called, "Hoof Toss."&amp;nbsp; Apparently he plays with his friends when they go hunting.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I was bare foot and he was "tossing" deer hoofs at me and I almost stepped on the deer head.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I ended up crying.&amp;nbsp; I told you I am not tough.&amp;nbsp; Then he wanted a picture.&amp;nbsp; He pulled out the head and said, "cheese."&amp;nbsp; Sorry, I can't get it to go straight!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TKltKvNYBGI/AAAAAAAACIY/96PA53Q-MaM/s320/Greg%27s+Deer+Sept+2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;It is a 4 by 3.&amp;nbsp; Which if you are like me and don't have a clue what that means, it has 4 points on one side and 3 on the other.&amp;nbsp; Which is a pretty good thing I guess.&amp;nbsp; He is home now and happy that he got it! &amp;nbsp; I am happy that he is home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8837308934191058432?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8837308934191058432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8837308934191058432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8837308934191058432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8837308934191058432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/gregs-deer-no-not-me.html' title='Greg&apos;s Deer... No not me!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TKlrluLa8jI/AAAAAAAACII/C-P8GG_YfZs/s72-c/Pictures+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8815157307604410275</id><published>2010-10-01T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:54:28.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>10 things I love</title><content type='html'>Since my last post was super sad (but heartfelt), I thought that I would write a happy post!&amp;nbsp; About 10 things that I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my amazingly sweet hubbie that would do anything for our sweet family and works so hard to provide!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love when Harrison does his belly laugh.&amp;nbsp; They one that he uses all his body for.&amp;nbsp; It is my favorite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to craft.&amp;nbsp; It makes me feel like a person.&amp;nbsp; It is one thing that I can do to be me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love chick flicks.&amp;nbsp; I love how they make me feel. I love the feeling of sappy, lovey dovey movies!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to decorate my house (or apartment) for the seasons. It makes me happy when all of my decor finally falls into place and looks like it where it is post to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to organize.&amp;nbsp; Nothing makes me &lt;br /&gt;feel better then know right where everything is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love listen to church talks and knowing&amp;nbsp; that Heavenly Father is listening because that is exactly what I needed to hear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to go horseback riding.&amp;nbsp; So many great memories and I love to see Greg on a horse.&amp;nbsp; Yum!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to listen to music.&amp;nbsp; You can listen to a song and relate!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to have freshly done nails!&amp;nbsp; I love how pretty my hands look.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I know this is kinda cheesy!&amp;nbsp; But these are things that really make me happy!&amp;nbsp; What makes you happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8815157307604410275?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8815157307604410275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8815157307604410275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8815157307604410275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8815157307604410275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/10/10-things-i-love.html' title='10 things I love'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-987200633892792601</id><published>2010-09-26T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T23:44:59.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Aching Heart</title><content type='html'>So some of you have been asking were all my pictures and updates of my cute family are.&amp;nbsp; Well.... I am only going to write tonight about a extremely personal battle that I have been struggling with for the last few months.&amp;nbsp; Greg and I decided at the beginning of the summer that we would try for baby #2.&amp;nbsp; Which I was extremely excited about since I wanted a baby.&amp;nbsp; Well if you can guess, I am not pregnant and this has been heart breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I didn't want to write this post for fear of making people in my family and circle of friends feel bad that are pregnant or who have just had babies.&amp;nbsp; However, it is a huge battle that I have been fighting with and I can't keep silent anymore.&amp;nbsp; I do not mean for others feeling to be hurt, just my feelings understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, when we got pregnant the first time I lost the baby (what I believe to be a girl) at 7 1/2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; Which I have not wrote down anywhere ever.&amp;nbsp; It still to this day hurts just a tiny bit.&amp;nbsp; But a week after I lost my first baby I became pregnant through Greg's faith and fasting.&amp;nbsp; Now this was a very hard time in my life.&amp;nbsp; I blamed Heavenly Father and was very bitter.&amp;nbsp; With the help of an amazing husband and getting pregnant I was able to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to have Harrison was truly a huge blessing and he is the most amazing child ever.&amp;nbsp; I can't even begin to put in words how much I love him.&amp;nbsp; I will be honest just like every other mom, I get stressed and cry.&amp;nbsp; But over all I love that little boy with all my heart!&amp;nbsp; I am so very grateful for the huge blessing that little boy is in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now my arms are aching for another baby.&amp;nbsp; Which has been a roller coaster of emotions.&amp;nbsp; It took us 4 months to get pregnant with my first and then a week with Harrison.&amp;nbsp; Also I have heard that it doesn't take as long to get pregnant with your second.&amp;nbsp; I went into this summer with high hopes and super excitement.&amp;nbsp; Only to have my heart broken every month that I am not pregnant and wonder why Heavenly has not blessed me with a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was hurt even more to have tons of friends, family, ward members and random people get pregnant in weeks or even just a couple of months.&amp;nbsp; Like, I said before this is not to hurt feelings.&amp;nbsp; However, I have been aching and very bitter.&amp;nbsp; There was a couple of weeks were literally every day I found out that one or two people I know are pregnant.&amp;nbsp; Some with tons of children, some with children younger then Harrison.&amp;nbsp; All I could was cry.&amp;nbsp; I still hurt from time to time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hurt came a very strong bitterness.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to talk to some of the people that I know are pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I questioned why Heavenly loved all of those girls so much more then me?&amp;nbsp; Why can they get pregnant and I can't?&amp;nbsp; Why don't you love me anymore?&amp;nbsp; Then I started to think will if you won't give me a baby, then I won't talk to you.&amp;nbsp; I would go to bed very upset and sleep terribly.&amp;nbsp; I began to wonder if I would ever have anymore children.&amp;nbsp; I am still wondering that, but not with bitterness.&amp;nbsp; Now it is with ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had some very humbling experiences over the last couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; Which I hope that I can keep those feelings strong so that I don't forget (which I do really easy).&amp;nbsp; I have grown closer to some and taken things from my life that were not bring me joy.&amp;nbsp; I wish that as I write this blog that I could say that I know that everything will work out for the best.&amp;nbsp; But I honestly can't yet.&amp;nbsp; I hope someday soon I will be able too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if lately I haven't seemed my happy old self you will understand a little bit better.&amp;nbsp; Please included my sweet little family in your prayers so that maybe we can get a little brother or sister for our sweet little Harrison.&amp;nbsp; Also that I can have a baby for my aching heart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-987200633892792601?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/987200633892792601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=987200633892792601' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/987200633892792601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/987200633892792601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-aching-heart.html' title='My Aching Heart'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4531844026420800873</id><published>2010-09-09T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:41:30.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary, Greg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Back in 2006, I married my best friend in the Ogden temple.&amp;nbsp; It was an amazing day and I couldn't have asked for better.&amp;nbsp; That was four years ago.&amp;nbsp; He is such an amazing guy and I couldn't ask for better!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Greg, for being all I could ever want and more. Happy Anniversary, Greg! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TIhFgVCNl1I/AAAAAAAACD0/wmZfJW7y8cQ/s1600/Wedding+Day+Full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TIhFgVCNl1I/AAAAAAAACD0/wmZfJW7y8cQ/s400/Wedding+Day+Full.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Because of this we were blessed with this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TIhHPe1IxvI/AAAAAAAACD8/RjT017HX2Zc/s1600/Harrison%27s+First+Fishing+Trip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TIhHPe1IxvI/AAAAAAAACD8/RjT017HX2Zc/s320/Harrison%27s+First+Fishing+Trip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4531844026420800873?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4531844026420800873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4531844026420800873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4531844026420800873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4531844026420800873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-anniversary-greg.html' title='Happy Anniversary, Greg!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TIhFgVCNl1I/AAAAAAAACD0/wmZfJW7y8cQ/s72-c/Wedding+Day+Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4663744071954281312</id><published>2010-09-07T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:23:57.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>An Explanation...</title><content type='html'>I have had a few of you ask me about the Bad Day Blog.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say that it was a horrible day and I was venting.&amp;nbsp; I wrote the post before I went to a interview for my temple recommend with the stake.&amp;nbsp; One of the member of the stake pres. is Greg's young men's leader.&amp;nbsp; Ever since I first met him, when ever I see him he says something that I needed right at this moment.&amp;nbsp; Well needless to say I pour my little heart out and sobbed to him.&amp;nbsp; He was so sweet and just listened to my heart.&amp;nbsp; He read me a scripture and helped me understand what I need to do. During the interview he kept saying, "&lt;i&gt;my dear sweet sister&lt;/i&gt;."&amp;nbsp; He helped me understand that everything has a time and a purpose.&amp;nbsp; Now if I could just get that on my own!&amp;nbsp; Dang it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you read Tuesday With Morrie.&amp;nbsp; He is kinda like my Morrie.&amp;nbsp; When I feel as though life is to hard to move on.&amp;nbsp; He will talk with Greg and I and life will be ok.&amp;nbsp; Greg has always had a special friendship with him and I am so grateful that I could join in this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have had some of you ask why it was such a bad day.&amp;nbsp; Well I think it was just the overwhelming&amp;nbsp; stress of life and having a &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Almost)&lt;/span&gt; 2 year old little boy.&amp;nbsp; Plus, feeling as though I do something and someone follows behind me and ruins it.&amp;nbsp; Wanting to be perfect, to have the perfect house and the perfect life.&amp;nbsp; I also worry a&amp;nbsp; lot about others.&amp;nbsp; About them hurting and struggling.&amp;nbsp; I have had many struggles just like everyone else in this world.&amp;nbsp; So my goad is to not worry so much about things I can't control.&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck!&amp;nbsp; If any of you have any advice I will gladly take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope that this is a good explanation for all of you that was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4663744071954281312?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4663744071954281312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4663744071954281312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4663744071954281312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4663744071954281312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/09/explanation.html' title='An Explanation...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8584712107839016096</id><published>2010-08-26T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:05:50.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>My Cute Cowboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to show you a great picture that I captured the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/THbXBsoJXZI/AAAAAAAACCs/RMfTCMdb-xM/s1600/Harry+and+the+trailer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/THbXBsoJXZI/AAAAAAAACCs/RMfTCMdb-xM/s320/Harry+and+the+trailer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8584712107839016096?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8584712107839016096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8584712107839016096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8584712107839016096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8584712107839016096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-cute-cowboy.html' title='My Cute Cowboy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/THbXBsoJXZI/AAAAAAAACCs/RMfTCMdb-xM/s72-c/Harry+and+the+trailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8340102454089253884</id><published>2010-08-24T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:32:17.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Each friend represents a world in us,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a world possibly not born until they arrive.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Anais Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8340102454089253884?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8340102454089253884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8340102454089253884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8340102454089253884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8340102454089253884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends_24.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6032361216513234350</id><published>2010-08-10T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:02:33.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Confession of Melissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Is it bad that I watch The Confession of a Shop-A-Holic, I understand how she feels?&amp;nbsp; I think this is &lt;b&gt;very bad&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Except the fact that I have never been in that much debt and I don't drink.&amp;nbsp; Also mine, is house decor not clothes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just food for thought! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6032361216513234350?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6032361216513234350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6032361216513234350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6032361216513234350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6032361216513234350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/08/confession-of-melissa.html' title='Confession of Melissa'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8850031104602024350</id><published>2010-08-03T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:34:43.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Humble Pie</title><content type='html'>I was at my mom's house the other day and she kept telling me that she had a blog she wanted to me look at.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a craft blog so I wasn't to thrilled.&amp;nbsp; Well she finally got me to sit down and look at it, this is what the first line said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I spent the early years of my life trying to be what I thought everyone expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the latter years of my life trying to be as cool as the amazing people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to try and be something you're not."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now for those of you who know me, I have really struggled with certain things in life.&amp;nbsp; One of them happened to be with friends and&amp;nbsp; self esteem.&amp;nbsp; When my mother read that to me, I started to cry.&amp;nbsp; This hit my heart like a ton of bricks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mom turned around and said that when she read that, she thought of me when she read it.&amp;nbsp; I love the rest of the post.&amp;nbsp; Lissa talks about what she is not and what she is. I love this idea!&amp;nbsp; I really want to do something similar myself. I want to talk about what I am and what I am not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You should go over and read &lt;a href="http://adashofhumblepie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Humble Pie&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She is such a great writer and I LOVE her house.&amp;nbsp; You might just find something that will hit your heart also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8850031104602024350?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8850031104602024350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8850031104602024350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8850031104602024350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8850031104602024350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/08/humble-pie.html' title='Humble Pie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1817712674107796066</id><published>2010-07-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T08:00:01.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Happy 24th of July!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if many of you know, but I LOVE July!&amp;nbsp; I love the 4th of Jul, I love the 24th.&amp;nbsp; I am so proud to be an American and I love Utah!&amp;nbsp; I love it all.&amp;nbsp; So on the 24th I dragged my hubbie and son to the prade.&amp;nbsp; My mother in law was going with my nephew Judson.&amp;nbsp; Then I talked my mom and dad to go.&amp;nbsp; I had so much ufn.&amp;nbsp; You should have seen me.&amp;nbsp; When I saw someone I knew in the parade, it was honestly like I saw a movie star.&amp;nbsp; I had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; My hubbie thought that I was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade we went over to my parents to cool off .&amp;nbsp; Then we decided to go to Fort Buenaventura.&amp;nbsp; I have never been there.&amp;nbsp; It was really fun, but it was HOT!!!&amp;nbsp; I have a little movie that showed all the kids going on a little train ride.&amp;nbsp; I about started crying when I saw Greg.&amp;nbsp; He was WAY to tall for the little seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f847fa7919a75279" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df847fa7919a75279%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330418529%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D486F95982B06749CE2D2C78A6D4ABA403E5A5E4E.58167350FCEB6E77DAC1480BC247B2E3ED2ED849%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df847fa7919a75279%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dq2rHP97QV4E_aEqc3Cd08SGiwzo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df847fa7919a75279%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330418529%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D486F95982B06749CE2D2C78A6D4ABA403E5A5E4E.58167350FCEB6E77DAC1480BC247B2E3ED2ED849%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df847fa7919a75279%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dq2rHP97QV4E_aEqc3Cd08SGiwzo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Funny, HUH?!&amp;nbsp; Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1817712674107796066?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1817712674107796066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1817712674107796066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1817712674107796066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1817712674107796066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-24th-of-july.html' title='Happy 24th of July!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8537776063618197317</id><published>2010-07-25T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:54:03.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Pool Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day my friend Katie asked if I would come over to let to kids play.&amp;nbsp; Ok, I might of asked her to get me out the house to keep me sane!&amp;nbsp; She was nice enough to let me.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; Her little girl is super funny.&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp; loves Harry, but from a distances. He is a little rough with her.&amp;nbsp; So she decided to get her pay back with the hose.&amp;nbsp; Harrison wanted to play with it and she had it!&amp;nbsp; Here is what happened.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e99a0543d8a16daa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De99a0543d8a16daa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330418529%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66A797EF0E7D9C1688C6CFEFB1A61975A0E380D8.47C260B74A9E454615F3CB9B03D65B3DFE477717%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De99a0543d8a16daa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Diiv_spPCp9cvdvizodyCfkkO_no&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De99a0543d8a16daa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330418529%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66A797EF0E7D9C1688C6CFEFB1A61975A0E380D8.47C260B74A9E454615F3CB9B03D65B3DFE477717%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De99a0543d8a16daa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Diiv_spPCp9cvdvizodyCfkkO_no&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was so funny to watch.&amp;nbsp; She was not going to give up that hose for nothing. It was so funny to see them together in this tiny pool.&amp;nbsp; They loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8537776063618197317?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8537776063618197317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8537776063618197317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8537776063618197317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8537776063618197317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/07/pool-party.html' title='Pool Party'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4805075306540254256</id><published>2010-07-21T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:37:53.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>My little boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have another funny for you all!&amp;nbsp; As you know my son Harrison has been really funny lately.&amp;nbsp; One Monday, we had Rob, Katie and Natale over for smores.&amp;nbsp; Rob kept asking Katie where his Mt Dew went.&amp;nbsp; He said he thought he had got it out of the car.&amp;nbsp; Katie told him that she didn't grab it.&amp;nbsp; Rob then searched every where for it.&amp;nbsp; But couldn't find it anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning Harrison was playing over by the side of the couch.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't see what he was playing with.&amp;nbsp; So I asked him, "Harry, what are you playing with?"&amp;nbsp; He then turned towards me and held up the Mt.&amp;nbsp; Dew bottle and said, "Ta Da."&amp;nbsp; I started laughing so hard.&amp;nbsp; He had hide Mt. Dew from Rob and knew right where he had put it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a warning when you come to my house, if you don't want my son to hide something beware.&amp;nbsp; I hope that made your day, once again he made mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4805075306540254256?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4805075306540254256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4805075306540254256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4805075306540254256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4805075306540254256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-little-boy.html' title='My little boy!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-835622139744846901</id><published>2010-07-20T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:52:44.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Rustin James Van Hook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so behind!&amp;nbsp; I have another dear friend that I had a baby!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TEXhq3SsCcI/AAAAAAAAB54/rOr1CgidX3Y/s1600/Rustin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TEXhq3SsCcI/AAAAAAAAB54/rOr1CgidX3Y/s320/Rustin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Rustin James Van Hook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8 LBS 4 Oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;21 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a cute little boy and he is such a great baby!&amp;nbsp; Congrats Sam and Launa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-835622139744846901?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/835622139744846901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=835622139744846901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/835622139744846901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/835622139744846901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/07/rustin-james-van-hook.html' title='Rustin James Van Hook'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TEXhq3SsCcI/AAAAAAAAB54/rOr1CgidX3Y/s72-c/Rustin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3933036279536418894</id><published>2010-07-10T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:52:00.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Greg's Work Lagoon Day</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, was Lagoon Day for Greg's work.&amp;nbsp; We decided to take Harrison and it was so much fun.&amp;nbsp; Tyler, Suzie, Judson, Sabrina, Julie (Suzie, sister) and Ali (Suzie's niece).&amp;nbsp; We had quite the group, which was really fun.&amp;nbsp; We all took turns watching the kids, that they couldn't go on. &amp;nbsp; The first ride that Harrison was the little boats.&amp;nbsp; He loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgf0mASJsI/AAAAAAAABx0/-aobrSPIUIE/s1600/Pictures+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgf0mASJsI/AAAAAAAABx0/-aobrSPIUIE/s320/Pictures+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When got there it was really hot so we went to Rattle Snake Rapid.&amp;nbsp; We all got soaked!&amp;nbsp; It felt so good. Suzie has the pictures.&amp;nbsp; I will post them when I get them!&amp;nbsp; We went on a ton of rides and took turns watching the kids.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun.&amp;nbsp; His company feed us dinner and gave out popsicle and glow sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the whole thing was the water fountain.&amp;nbsp; Judson, Ali, and Harrison all wanted to play in it.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want Harrison to get too wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgfwsPCPII/AAAAAAAABxk/aNPXx-Z1fms/s1600/Pictures+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgfwsPCPII/AAAAAAAABxk/aNPXx-Z1fms/s320/Pictures+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgfygQSYnI/AAAAAAAABxs/0VzZZNMIU1c/s1600/Pictures+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgfygQSYnI/AAAAAAAABxs/0VzZZNMIU1c/s320/Pictures+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;He got soaked.&amp;nbsp; Tyler went into get Jud and got soaked!&amp;nbsp; Greg was laughing at Tyler and then Tyler dragged in him.&amp;nbsp; Then they both were soaking wet!&amp;nbsp; Well Sabrina was laughing at both of them, so they took her in too.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to watch.&amp;nbsp; They had music that went along with the fountain, it was really neat! I wish that my camera didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this is such a funny picture.&amp;nbsp; So I thought I would take Harry on the kiddie version of the Rocket.&amp;nbsp; Here is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDf_9fJ-sqI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/INZhHBgKkls/s1600/Dino+Drop+Lagoon+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDf_9fJ-sqI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/INZhHBgKkls/s320/Dino+Drop+Lagoon+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, that would&amp;nbsp; be me screaming and Harrison is actually kinda screaming and laughing all at once. It was so funny.&amp;nbsp; I was nervous because it didn't lookl ike Harry was in really&amp;nbsp; tight.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to hold on to him.&amp;nbsp; Ya, that lasted a total of 30 seconds.&amp;nbsp; He was holding on and it was tight.&amp;nbsp; Greg was laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Harry and me on Puff the Magic Dragon.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't sure about it.&amp;nbsp; But he ended up really liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDf_rK6hxfI/AAAAAAAAB2A/xzzxM0FYXWU/s1600/Pictures+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDf_rK6hxfI/AAAAAAAAB2A/xzzxM0FYXWU/s320/Pictures+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDf_tjeRILI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ykS1nJ6jSL0/s1600/Pictures+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDf_tjeRILI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ykS1nJ6jSL0/s320/Pictures+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we had so much fun.&amp;nbsp; I love fun days with the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3933036279536418894?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3933036279536418894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3933036279536418894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3933036279536418894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3933036279536418894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/gregs-work-lagoon-day.html' title='Greg&apos;s Work Lagoon Day'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgf0mASJsI/AAAAAAAABx0/-aobrSPIUIE/s72-c/Pictures+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4904974836631312566</id><published>2010-07-09T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T07:29:00.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Family Trip to Lehi</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I wanted to post about our vacation to Lehi. I know, a vacation to Lehi?&amp;nbsp; Yes, it is not Ogden and that is all I cared about.&amp;nbsp; We went with my parents and they got a screaming deal on a room down there.&amp;nbsp; We stayed at the Hampton, which was really nice.&amp;nbsp; One of the really cool things about the hotel was the room numbers.&amp;nbsp; This is&amp;nbsp; what they looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVbixGFbjI/AAAAAAAAB1M/OAu1VFks05c/s1600/Pictures+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVbixGFbjI/AAAAAAAAB1M/OAu1VFks05c/s320/Pictures+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVbk9K-huI/AAAAAAAAB1U/xvi6GwQ5RLA/s1600/Pictures+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVbk9K-huI/AAAAAAAAB1U/xvi6GwQ5RLA/s320/Pictures+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVbmuzdgFI/AAAAAAAAB1c/nWVgsBRU3vI/s1600/Pictures+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVbmuzdgFI/AAAAAAAAB1c/nWVgsBRU3vI/s320/Pictures+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could have taken tons more pictures, but my camera went died.&amp;nbsp; My hubbie, Harry and dad went over to Cabela's, then my mom and I went to Ikea.&amp;nbsp; I can't even tell you!&amp;nbsp; Wahoo!&amp;nbsp; Here is just a couple of things that I really liked.&amp;nbsp; Once again I think that I could have taken pictures of the whole place.&amp;nbsp; This is how long my camera lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVdQ0g6WsI/AAAAAAAAB1k/Srq4lpEFmS8/s1600/Pictures+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVdQ0g6WsI/AAAAAAAAB1k/Srq4lpEFmS8/s320/Pictures+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would love to put this in a play room.&amp;nbsp; I think that it is super fun and I love the cute rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVdS0LaTqI/AAAAAAAAB1s/HeoavZ6PFGY/s1600/Pictures+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDVdS0LaTqI/AAAAAAAAB1s/HeoavZ6PFGY/s320/Pictures+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a terrible picture.&amp;nbsp; I love this amazing entertainment center. The back has bead board in it.&amp;nbsp; My mother wants an entertainment center for a while and I want her to have something like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I like about Ikea was their great prices.&amp;nbsp; I can't even tell you how crazy I will go when I have a house.&amp;nbsp; This place was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the free gardens at Thanksgiving Point.&amp;nbsp; If you have not had the chance to go there.&amp;nbsp; GO!!&amp;nbsp; It is breathtaking.&amp;nbsp; I want to go again soon.&amp;nbsp; We took some family pictures with my mom's camera and I hope to get them soon,&amp;nbsp; I will post them.&amp;nbsp; Also at Thanksgiving point they have this cool water feature.&amp;nbsp; It was too cold for Harry to play in it that day.&amp;nbsp; We will have to go do that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I didn't want to come home.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun and I want to do it again soon.&amp;nbsp; I want to get more ideas at Ikea and of course Greg could live at Cabela's.&amp;nbsp; Hurray for vacations!&amp;nbsp; I hope to have another soon! 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I found this on our computer the other day.&amp;nbsp; I had forgotten all about this.&amp;nbsp; I guess this is why they say to journal or record things.&amp;nbsp; He is such a cutie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7197666434993430666?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7197666434993430666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7197666434993430666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7197666434993430666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7197666434993430666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-turned-down-your-volume-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3038561839446977269</id><published>2010-07-07T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T11:36:32.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remodel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Our 4th of July</title><content type='html'>I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; the 4th of July.&amp;nbsp; I seam to forget how blessed that I am.&amp;nbsp; I love to have a reminder and to remember.&amp;nbsp; I feel so honored to be an American and to have people that don't even know me, fight for my freedom.&amp;nbsp; Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, we go to Huntsville and have breakfast, but this year I planned to clean out the garage. Which I am really silly, I thought that it wouldn't to hard.&amp;nbsp; Man, was I wrong.&amp;nbsp; We still don't have everything were it needs to be.&amp;nbsp; I got burnt out.&amp;nbsp; I found out while we were cleaning out the garage that it hadn't been deep cleaned EVER!&amp;nbsp; I could tell.&amp;nbsp; It was crazy the things that we found.&amp;nbsp; We also filled a small dumpster and part of a big one.&amp;nbsp; There was a lot of stuff that was junk.&amp;nbsp; The funny thing was, it was not my mother in law's doing.&amp;nbsp; Other people would use her garage and then not clean up after themselves. Also my mother in law couldn't find a tool that she needed, so she would buy another.&amp;nbsp; She has tons of doubles, opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the other challenge, his name is Harrison.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to play in the road, with gross stuff in the garage, and the pond.&amp;nbsp; Basically everything that he shouldn't. Luckily, I have a great sister in law that was willing to help with him.&amp;nbsp; THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be working on it this weekend again.&amp;nbsp; I have tons of projects that I need to get done and so I need somewhere to do them.&amp;nbsp; Greg will also be making super cool shelving for the ceiling in the garage!&amp;nbsp; Wahoo!!!&amp;nbsp; I am so excited to see that done.&amp;nbsp; He is a stud and can build anything, at least it seams.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some pictures of Harrison playing with something that he shouldn't but he was SO cute!&amp;nbsp; He was acting like it was a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDTIZ9aO4UI/AAAAAAAAB0s/87H6fSD-TUc/s1600/Harry+and+gun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDTIZ9aO4UI/AAAAAAAAB0s/87H6fSD-TUc/s320/Harry+and+gun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDTIbIy_HUI/AAAAAAAAB00/vtIiLAjzKz4/s1600/Harry+with+the+gun2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDTIbIy_HUI/AAAAAAAAB00/vtIiLAjzKz4/s320/Harry+with+the+gun2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my handsome boy and I love him!&amp;nbsp; I was so excited to spend yesterday with him.&amp;nbsp; We just chilled all day!&amp;nbsp; It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3038561839446977269?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3038561839446977269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3038561839446977269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3038561839446977269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3038561839446977269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-4th-of-july.html' title='Our 4th of July'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TDTIZ9aO4UI/AAAAAAAAB0s/87H6fSD-TUc/s72-c/Harry+and+gun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3701236643260105395</id><published>2010-06-29T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:00:03.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Dinosaur Park</title><content type='html'>The other day my mom and dad wanted to go to Dinosaur Park and asked if Harrison&amp;nbsp; and I would like to go.&amp;nbsp; I told that I would LOVE too!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have never been there and Harrison loves dinosaurs.&amp;nbsp; We also had Peter.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where all the fossils area.&amp;nbsp; Harrison thought that were pretty cool.&amp;nbsp; All he could was growl the entire time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcNyWtdfI/AAAAAAAABws/6WIG5HdhAf8/s1600/Pictures+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcNyWtdfI/AAAAAAAABws/6WIG5HdhAf8/s320/Pictures+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcPdv2INI/AAAAAAAABw0/0-Os7cju68o/s1600/Pictures+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcPdv2INI/AAAAAAAABw0/0-Os7cju68o/s320/Pictures+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcRQuB2tI/AAAAAAAABw8/yippLe6szQE/s1600/Pictures+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcRQuB2tI/AAAAAAAABw8/yippLe6szQE/s320/Pictures+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcS7Uy9dI/AAAAAAAABxE/TyQrg66xpIo/s1600/Pictures+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcS7Uy9dI/AAAAAAAABxE/TyQrg66xpIo/s320/Pictures+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcUkQqS9I/AAAAAAAABxM/MvYtC4h2d7M/s320/Pictures+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcWFTe6MI/AAAAAAAABxU/Z9C5V6CvF70/s1600/Pictures+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcWFTe6MI/AAAAAAAABxU/Z9C5V6CvF70/s320/Pictures+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we went outside I took one picture and my camera died!&amp;nbsp; Dang it!&amp;nbsp; Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcYOcCuFI/AAAAAAAABxc/YQlShjE0UwQ/s1600/Pictures+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcYOcCuFI/AAAAAAAABxc/YQlShjE0UwQ/s320/Pictures+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3701236643260105395?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3701236643260105395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3701236643260105395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3701236643260105395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3701236643260105395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dinosaur-park.html' title='Dinosaur Park'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TCgcNyWtdfI/AAAAAAAABws/6WIG5HdhAf8/s72-c/Pictures+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3251100823194233639</id><published>2010-06-27T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:30:03.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Another funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day Harrison didn't want to go down for a nap and I finally got him to sleep by rocking him.&amp;nbsp; He took a pretty long nap and I was really excited to get some stuff done.&amp;nbsp; I was outside for a little while and I came back in to check on him.&amp;nbsp; I heard, "&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Momma, Momma&lt;/span&gt;", then I wasn't able to get to him right away.&amp;nbsp; He then said, " &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy, Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;"&amp;nbsp; Then when he didn't come.&amp;nbsp; He yelled, "&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Greg, Greg&lt;/span&gt;."&amp;nbsp; I about died laughing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3251100823194233639?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3251100823194233639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3251100823194233639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3251100823194233639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3251100823194233639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-funny.html' title='Another funny'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8274951253924541908</id><published>2010-06-25T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T13:03:41.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>A Funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I have to tell you a funny story about my hubbie.&amp;nbsp; The other day we went on a little vacation down to Lehi.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; know is that not funny, but we were just excited to get away.&amp;nbsp; When we were out and about we stopped by Wendy's and I asked Greg to ask them to wait one min so I could decide on what I wanted to eat.&amp;nbsp; He then turn to the microphone and said, "Please hold."&amp;nbsp; Then guys was so funny.&amp;nbsp; He replied back, "Holding."&amp;nbsp; Greg was so embarrassed and I couldn't stop laughing!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hope that brightened your day!&amp;nbsp; It did mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8274951253924541908?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8274951253924541908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8274951253924541908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8274951253924541908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8274951253924541908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-i-have-to-tell-you-funny-story-about.html' title='A Funny!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-2594432156270734161</id><published>2010-06-20T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T10:36:28.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to tell you a little about my dad.&amp;nbsp; He is such a great man, he can fix anything! He is such a great grandpa and father.&amp;nbsp; He helps me so much with anything that I need.&amp;nbsp; I have grow very close to my dad and I am so glad about that.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if my dad knows this, but when calls me Kiddo or my darling it makes me a little teary.&amp;nbsp; He is such a great example of a spiritual giant and a great example of magnifying your calling.&amp;nbsp; I hope that can be like him in leading by example!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TB2VdPmFnOI/AAAAAAAABt8/LKvkfJBoew0/s1600/My+2+boys%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TB2VdPmFnOI/AAAAAAAABt8/LKvkfJBoew0/s320/My+2+boys%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Father's Day!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now for my amazing hubbie! I honestly couldn't have asked for better.&amp;nbsp; He is the best father and such a great husband.&amp;nbsp; I love him &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; much.&amp;nbsp; He loves to hunt, fish, and build anything.&amp;nbsp; He loves to be outside working and likes to work hard.&amp;nbsp; He would do anything for our little family and is such a great provider! I love you honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TB5RIiQqQYI/AAAAAAAABuE/OC306rfotPA/s1600/My+cowboy%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TB5RIiQqQYI/AAAAAAAABuE/OC306rfotPA/s320/My+cowboy%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; Happy Father's Day honey!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-2594432156270734161?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/2594432156270734161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=2594432156270734161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2594432156270734161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/2594432156270734161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TB2VdPmFnOI/AAAAAAAABt8/LKvkfJBoew0/s72-c/My+2+boys%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8293342337471700463</id><published>2010-06-18T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:25:27.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>I am SO excited!</title><content type='html'>Since we have moved to my mother in laws I have been trying so hard to get everything put together that I haven't really&amp;nbsp; had much time to enjoy being with my son.&amp;nbsp; Today, I bought him a Tree House membership!&amp;nbsp; I am &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; excited!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We went today with my sweet sister in law Charity, my nephews and Harry had such a blast.&amp;nbsp; He was excited.&amp;nbsp; There is so much stuff that we were going around for an hour an half.&amp;nbsp; Here he is playing with the trains!&amp;nbsp; He loves them, but he just couldn't figure out how they worked.&amp;nbsp; He was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBwlUmGGw6I/AAAAAAAABtU/q8rgrqz-Mx8/s1600/Pictures+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBwlUmGGw6I/AAAAAAAABtU/q8rgrqz-Mx8/s320/Pictures+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think this was his favorite part.&amp;nbsp; They have an area where they have a bull and a horse that you can ride.&amp;nbsp; He loves them!&amp;nbsp; I love this picture of him.&amp;nbsp; He was &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;cute, he kept saying Yee Haw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBwlTS7Kj_I/AAAAAAAABtM/lBt4EMKP978/s1600/Pictures+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBwlTS7Kj_I/AAAAAAAABtM/lBt4EMKP978/s320/Pictures+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8293342337471700463?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8293342337471700463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8293342337471700463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8293342337471700463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8293342337471700463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-so-excited.html' title='I am SO excited!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBwlUmGGw6I/AAAAAAAABtU/q8rgrqz-Mx8/s72-c/Pictures+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7389107342154590158</id><published>2010-06-15T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T23:10:00.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Parker is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBxfIHbriMI/AAAAAAAABt0/tZX-RwauRjk/s1600/Parker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBxfIHbriMI/AAAAAAAABt0/tZX-RwauRjk/s320/Parker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say congrats to my brother in law Tyler and his wife Suzie!&amp;nbsp; They had their baby, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Parker Douglas&lt;/span&gt;, on &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;May 8th at 1:04 AM&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8 Lbs 1 oz and 19 inches long!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looks just like his brother Judson.&amp;nbsp; He is such a great blessing to our family and I love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7389107342154590158?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7389107342154590158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7389107342154590158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7389107342154590158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7389107342154590158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-to-say-congrats-to-my-brother-in.html' title='Parker is Here!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBxfIHbriMI/AAAAAAAABt0/tZX-RwauRjk/s72-c/Parker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6838769030705793453</id><published>2010-06-14T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:15:45.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><title type='text'>Fishing With the Family</title><content type='html'>On Memorial Day we decided to go to the Cold Water Trout Farm and go fishing with Greg's family. I have never been to a Fish farm, so I was really excited.&amp;nbsp; Harrison LOVES fish!&amp;nbsp; We told him that we were going to go fishing and the whole way there he kept yelling, "Fishy!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was so excited!&amp;nbsp; We got there and he was to excited to get out of the car and get fishin'.&amp;nbsp; We finally went into the fish farm, and he saw the ponds.&amp;nbsp; He started run up to them. We had to caught him so that he wouldn't jump in.&amp;nbsp; Greg was so cute to help him.&amp;nbsp; This is Harry's first fish! He was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0AYCKnWI/AAAAAAAABpE/064QnnDvLdE/s1600/Pictures+1119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0AYCKnWI/AAAAAAAABpE/064QnnDvLdE/s320/Pictures+1119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then you put them in this bucket.&amp;nbsp; Which Harrison wanted to play with them all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0CMgGybI/AAAAAAAABpM/btQcKLLF7rI/s1600/Pictures+1123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0CMgGybI/AAAAAAAABpM/btQcKLLF7rI/s320/Pictures+1123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0D2K0ayI/AAAAAAAABpU/fxnVdT_gyYE/s1600/Pictures+1125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0D2K0ayI/AAAAAAAABpU/fxnVdT_gyYE/s320/Pictures+1125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is when I caught my first fish!&amp;nbsp; I was yelling just like the little kids, "I got a fish."&amp;nbsp; Everyone was laughing at me!&amp;nbsp; I love when I get to catch a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0GpFmtAI/AAAAAAAABpc/6SKCJSxO2m8/s1600/Pictures+1126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0GpFmtAI/AAAAAAAABpc/6SKCJSxO2m8/s320/Pictures+1126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa3wKnqh4I/AAAAAAAABqk/vZT-o2JaUG0/s1600/Pictures+1122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa3wKnqh4I/AAAAAAAABqk/vZT-o2JaUG0/s320/Pictures+1122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is Jud and Ty.&amp;nbsp; Jud loves to fish and didn't really want much help.&amp;nbsp; He is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0Vk-jVVI/AAAAAAAABqM/VgiKDKPvhdM/s1600/Pictures+1148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0Vk-jVVI/AAAAAAAABqM/VgiKDKPvhdM/s320/Pictures+1148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0I1_8mbI/AAAAAAAABpk/8gGNQvTKkDo/s1600/Pictures+1129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0I1_8mbI/AAAAAAAABpk/8gGNQvTKkDo/s320/Pictures+1129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Packer fishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa2rnNoq_I/AAAAAAAABqU/3ucC4jRYB7Y/s1600/Pictures+1135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa2rnNoq_I/AAAAAAAABqU/3ucC4jRYB7Y/s320/Pictures+1135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ty, Sabrina and Greg with there fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0TljkStI/AAAAAAAABqE/IvkaJZUIm60/s1600/Pictures+1147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0TljkStI/AAAAAAAABqE/IvkaJZUIm60/s320/Pictures+1147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0R4-6XEI/AAAAAAAABp8/GMsfkYHjRPk/s1600/Pictures+1144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0R4-6XEI/AAAAAAAABp8/GMsfkYHjRPk/s320/Pictures+1144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0Oz91xvI/AAAAAAAABp0/kysJLPYR1OI/s1600/Pictures+1133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0Oz91xvI/AAAAAAAABp0/kysJLPYR1OI/s320/Pictures+1133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we had to put Harry in his stroller so that I could breath!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBaz-2qenVI/AAAAAAAABo8/IxQh0tEJQyA/s1600/Pictures+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBaz-2qenVI/AAAAAAAABo8/IxQh0tEJQyA/s320/Pictures+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are two of my favorite pictures that were taken that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBaz8TnhhnI/AAAAAAAABo0/6Jl2c59eXCc/s1600/Pictures+1140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBaz8TnhhnI/AAAAAAAABo0/6Jl2c59eXCc/s320/Pictures+1140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa2uj_m5qI/AAAAAAAABqc/GV9HMjSoScc/s1600/Pictures+1138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa2uj_m5qI/AAAAAAAABqc/GV9HMjSoScc/s320/Pictures+1138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6838769030705793453?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6838769030705793453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6838769030705793453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6838769030705793453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6838769030705793453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/fishing-with-family.html' title='Fishing With the Family'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TBa0AYCKnWI/AAAAAAAABpE/064QnnDvLdE/s72-c/Pictures+1119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1129649259494081583</id><published>2010-06-08T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:21:30.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TA6Sxv8QuRI/AAAAAAAABnk/BdpeZZPbdGs/s1600/avatar-blue_670_01_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TA6Sxv8QuRI/AAAAAAAABnk/BdpeZZPbdGs/s320/avatar-blue_670_01_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2009/12/avatar-blue_670_01_01.jpg"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my goodness!&amp;nbsp; I have to tell you.... I LUV this movie!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Greg has been trying to get me to watch it for weeks.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think that I would like it so I have been making tons of excuses.&amp;nbsp; We should have seen it in the theater!&amp;nbsp; I was so amazed at the graphics.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love the story line and I thought that it was very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg laughs at me.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was very spiritual.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was so cool that how everything glowed and how the ground light up when they walked.&amp;nbsp; I love the bond that they had with the earth.&amp;nbsp; I just don't have enough good to say about it.&amp;nbsp; One of the only things that I didn't like was the awful language.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have seen it in 3D that would have made me sick.&amp;nbsp; I got dizzy with the regular tv.&amp;nbsp; I hope to buy it when the price comes down a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TA6X3pkQfdI/AAAAAAAABns/goawrjGVJ6I/s1600/channing-tatum-amanda-seyfried-dear-john-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TA6X3pkQfdI/AAAAAAAABns/goawrjGVJ6I/s320/channing-tatum-amanda-seyfried-dear-john-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unwrappedphotos.com/wp-content/gallery/dear-john/channing-tatum-amanda-seyfried-dear-john-poster.jpg"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we watched Dear John.&amp;nbsp; I was not impressed at all.&amp;nbsp; The movie seemed a little slow and then the ending stunk!&amp;nbsp; It wasn't even the real ending.&amp;nbsp; You can watch the real ending in the Special Features.&amp;nbsp; Greg hated and thought that it was stupid.&amp;nbsp; He told me that he would rather watch the Notebook!&amp;nbsp; He makes me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1129649259494081583?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1129649259494081583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1129649259494081583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1129649259494081583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1129649259494081583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/TA6Sxv8QuRI/AAAAAAAABnk/BdpeZZPbdGs/s72-c/avatar-blue_670_01_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-9222552331628891229</id><published>2010-06-01T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:57:41.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Monthly Goals</title><content type='html'>It is time to report about my goals. I know that last month I didn't report for a couple reasons.&amp;nbsp; First off we just moved and I have been trying to get my life under control (I don't know how well I am doing) and then I was really discouraged about the eating and weight loss goals.&amp;nbsp; Which I will talk about in my post.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work out three to five times a week (3 times of hard work out, and a couple of walking around the neighborhood. I have wanted to lose weight for a while, but I want to get pregnant this summer so I would like to lose some weight before then.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have done better at this in the month of May, since I love to work out outside.&amp;nbsp; We have been walking/jogging and going on bike rides.&amp;nbsp; But I haven't lost any weight because of my eating habits.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint Harrison's crib that we have had forever!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know that this one is done, but I have other projects that I would like to put in place of this&amp;nbsp; one.&amp;nbsp; This month's is Greg's birthday/ hunting quilt.&amp;nbsp; If you any of you know, my hubbie's birthday is in Febuary.&amp;nbsp; I am a little last, but he makes me laugh.&amp;nbsp; He just keeps telling me that it just needs to be done by August.&amp;nbsp; It better be!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am still reading in scriptures.&amp;nbsp; Then I have been reading way more!&amp;nbsp; I read The Last Lecture, and I have been reading Then Come Marriage.&amp;nbsp; Both are great books.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat less sweets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&amp;nbsp; did AWFUL on this one!&amp;nbsp; I have eaten more sweets this month then in my life!&amp;nbsp; Well at least that is how it seams.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my closets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to have organized closets here.&amp;nbsp; They are really tiny and so everything fits in like a puzzle.&amp;nbsp; I have to stairghten them what seams like daily!&amp;nbsp; This one is great!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I will have to take pictures of what Greg made me to make my life better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;De junk my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well I no longer own my house.&amp;nbsp; But I am still trying to get rid of everything!&amp;nbsp; Or use what we have.&amp;nbsp; Which has been really fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get all of Harrison baby things put away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we got out here I had baby stuff mixed with baby clothes and bags of stuff.&amp;nbsp; So one night I dumped everything out and reorganized it.&amp;nbsp; It was a huge task!&amp;nbsp; But I am glad to say that I got it done and my friend received a bucket load of stuff!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my filing cabinet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been working on this one, but it has kinda been on the back burner.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sew and craft more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I haven't been able to do much of this, because I have been unpacking.&amp;nbsp; I do have tons of projects planned and I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; I now have a craft room (actually it a walk in closet).&amp;nbsp; I have been getting that organized and I super stoked!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend the temple at least once a month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do 100% on my visiting teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am sad to report that we didn't attend the temple this last month and I am not a visiting teacher yet,&amp;nbsp; So this one we didn't do either!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a better wife and mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been trying to play with Harry more.&amp;nbsp; He is at such a fun stage.&amp;nbsp; The wife thing, I have been working on that too.&amp;nbsp; Greg said that I am going a good job, but I think there is still room to improve.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat better and cook more home made meals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have been cooking  more and Greg is loving it!&amp;nbsp; He has been cooking with me and that has been tons of fun.&amp;nbsp; I like I said before I completely failed on the eating better!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&amp;nbsp; I will let you know how I am doing next  month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-9222552331628891229?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/9222552331628891229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=9222552331628891229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/9222552331628891229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/9222552331628891229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-monthly-goals.html' title='My Monthly Goals'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4081490866670225225</id><published>2010-05-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:58:53.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/KHDvxPjsm8E/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need to be humbled today?  I did and this was so eye opening and helpful.  I struggle, sometimes on a daily bases.  Then the Lord speaks to me.  Whether it is through little Harry or my amazing husband.  I thank him for that.  Please watch and have an open heart, because I know that the Lord can heal wounds and inspire you to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" 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/7626225105584779521-4081490866670225225?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4081490866670225225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4081490866670225225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4081490866670225225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4081490866670225225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-life.html' title='My New Life'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-533070674566220738</id><published>2010-05-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T13:24:29.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYCL8UNdI/AAAAAAAABk0/2gm5qfWe6c4/s1600/Pictures+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYCL8UNdI/AAAAAAAABk0/2gm5qfWe6c4/s320/Pictures+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was on April 29th, but then with the move and my dad's birthday and the rotten weather we decided to hold off till we could have a BBQ.&amp;nbsp; Last Saturday we finally had good enough weather and I was so excited. We did a pot luck and ate great food.&amp;nbsp; This was my cake, most of you know my hubbie, he forgot candles so what does he do?&amp;nbsp; Put a fork in it!&amp;nbsp; Silly Greg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness!&amp;nbsp; I forgot to to talk about the cake!&amp;nbsp; My brother was awesome and got it from Costco.&amp;nbsp; Which I really like their cakes.&amp;nbsp; My brother told the lady just to put, "Happy Birthday Melissa." She then ask how old I would be.&amp;nbsp; He said he wasn't sure, (Thanks Nate!) but around 22 or 23.&amp;nbsp; Well she decided that I was 22.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know you start counting backwards at 24. Super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Harry wanted a piece of cake. This is what a one year old with cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYPOam54I/AAAAAAAABk8/Bp62JQWIFA4/s1600/Pictures+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYPOam54I/AAAAAAAABk8/Bp62JQWIFA4/s320/Pictures+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYbNPpcmI/AAAAAAAABlE/f5_ktubTrKc/s1600/Pictures+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYbNPpcmI/AAAAAAAABlE/f5_ktubTrKc/s320/Pictures+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Harry's best friend was right next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYnAeRIbI/AAAAAAAABlM/7c5dF4a0Sak/s1600/Pictures+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lYnAeRIbI/AAAAAAAABlM/7c5dF4a0Sak/s320/Pictures+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, there was a bath after this yummy cake. Then this is my great picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lX1oBLEqI/AAAAAAAABks/0trk5C_lQFE/s1600/Pictures+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lX1oBLEqI/AAAAAAAABks/0trk5C_lQFE/s320/Pictures+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks to a great family and family, I had such a wonderful birthday!&amp;nbsp; Thanks a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lTQ7lpRNI/AAAAAAAABkk/7aHyTQ7GwEg/s1600/Pictures+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lTQ7lpRNI/AAAAAAAABkk/7aHyTQ7GwEg/s320/Pictures+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day I was cleaning my room and Harrison went really quite, which as a mom that is really scary.&amp;nbsp; SO I went on the hunt to find him and I heard a giggle in my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; This is what I found.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help but grab the camera.&amp;nbsp; I also have a video of him playing peek a boo with me.&amp;nbsp; But I don't know how to upload it on here.&amp;nbsp; He is such a cute kid!&amp;nbsp; I am so luck to be his momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Melissa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8537855776613590991?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8537855776613590991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8537855776613590991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8537855776613590991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8537855776613590991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket.html' title='Peek A Boo!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_lTQ7lpRNI/AAAAAAAABkk/7aHyTQ7GwEg/s72-c/Pictures+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4351754054058445296</id><published>2010-05-17T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:17:17.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal church'/><title type='text'>The Last Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_GoH-qFPHI/AAAAAAAABe0/i3Lamb65TVc/s1600/the+last.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_GoH-qFPHI/AAAAAAAABe0/i3Lamb65TVc/s320/the+last.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-media/product-gallery/1401323251/ref=cm_ciu_pdp_images_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;index=0"&gt;www.amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So for Relief Society we have been reading The Last Lecture.&amp;nbsp; I have wanted to read this book for a while.&amp;nbsp; He was on Opera a while ago and I though that this would be a great read.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy some of the chapters alot.&amp;nbsp; He starts out about his child hood dreams and how he was able to most of and them.&amp;nbsp; Then he also writes about how the one that he wasn't able to help him in ways that he didn't even realize.&amp;nbsp; I love how he talked about how great his parents were and also how they let him paint his room.&amp;nbsp; I hope that I can let my children do this.&amp;nbsp; He has such great memories about it.&amp;nbsp; I also liked the chapter about how a loving friend told him in a very tactful and kind way that he was a jerk.&amp;nbsp; He talked about how when he realized it he wanted to change.&amp;nbsp; Then last in the book he talks about he had a student that was a jerk and he did the same thing.&amp;nbsp; I think that we get so wrapped up in life and sometimes we don't see what we have turned into. Another chapter that I really liked was towards the end called, "Make a Decision: Tigger or Eeyore." This one really hit me.&amp;nbsp; He talks about how we have the choice to be a tigger or an eyeo.&amp;nbsp; Honestly I think that I am niether.&amp;nbsp; I think that I am Rabbit.&amp;nbsp; Sometime I am quick to get mad and get upset.&amp;nbsp; But in the end I almost always end up loving you.&amp;nbsp; Which I would like to change.&amp;nbsp; I want to be a Tigger.&amp;nbsp; I hope that we all do.&amp;nbsp; I loved the last of the book also.&amp;nbsp; He talks about his children and his wife.&amp;nbsp; I can't even imagine what this must be like knowing that I wouldn't be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about the book that surprised me was that it didn't seam like it was being written by someone who was dying.&amp;nbsp; It seemed like a guy who was in great health writing in third party.&amp;nbsp; I hope that if I am ever have a trial like this that I will be able to be as positive and excited about the time that I still have, not the time that I don't have.&amp;nbsp; I thought that he would seem more down and depressed.&amp;nbsp; The only thing that I can think of is towards the end he talks about how he wouldn't be able to help his wife with the teen years and wouldn't see so many things.&amp;nbsp; You can tell the heart ache that he has.&amp;nbsp; Rightly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is tons more that I liked in the book, but it would be the longest post you have ever seen.&amp;nbsp; Overall it was a great quick read.&amp;nbsp; I started on Tuesday and finished last night.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to just be able to sit and read.&amp;nbsp; I am also lucky that I have a hubbie who is willing to let me do so.&amp;nbsp; Most of the time I read after he goes to bed and I can't sleep.&amp;nbsp; If you have a little while and want a quick read I would say this is a great one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4351754054058445296?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4351754054058445296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4351754054058445296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4351754054058445296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4351754054058445296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-lecture.html' title='The Last Lecture'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S_GoH-qFPHI/AAAAAAAABe0/i3Lamb65TVc/s72-c/the+last.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3519250476033678971</id><published>2010-05-14T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:11:53.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><content type='html'>I feel as though I need to say something.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to talk a lot about it.&amp;nbsp; My heart goes out to Ethan Stacey's family.&amp;nbsp; I can't help but cry every time I hear anything about it.&amp;nbsp; I am so grateful that I know about the plan of salvation and that Ethan is with our loving Heavenly Father and that he is wrapped in his arms.&amp;nbsp; Joe Stacey is in our prayers and I would encourage every one else to also pray for comfort for them.&amp;nbsp; I can't even imagine what that poor father is going through.&amp;nbsp; I don't know him, but I am a mother and I have a little boy who is the joy of my life.&amp;nbsp; I can't even imagine life without him.&amp;nbsp; So pray that they will have the comfort that is needed in this time of heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3519250476033678971?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3519250476033678971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3519250476033678971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3519250476033678971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3519250476033678971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-792563399825741151</id><published>2010-05-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T12:45:01.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Entitled...</title><content type='html'>I have been pondering a lot lately about what I want out of life.&amp;nbsp; Our little family has had quite a year this last year.&amp;nbsp; We have had ups and downs, looking back I wouldn't change a thing.&amp;nbsp; I know that I wasn't saying that when I was going through the downs.&amp;nbsp; Greg and I have been talking about the things that we have learned from the experiences that we have gone through. I feel as though Greg and I are so much closer and we laugh a lot more.&amp;nbsp; Also we learned that we could live on next to nothing.&amp;nbsp; Which wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.&amp;nbsp; Now I have to say that I wouldn't want to go through those struggles again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at church two weeks ago and the Relief Society President was&amp;nbsp; giving the lesson on preparing for the Savior's coming. One of the main things that struck me was she said, "that world today feels like we are entitled to have anything that we want."&amp;nbsp; That struck me so hard.&amp;nbsp; Because I sometimes think, "I deserve this."&amp;nbsp; Now this is not a bad thing sometimes, because there are times when you need to treat yourself.&amp;nbsp; But I do this more then I should.&amp;nbsp; I have made a goal to change my thinking.&amp;nbsp; I hope it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing was this last Sunday during Sunday school I felt VERY strongly that I should share a story, but since I am new to the ward I was really nervous.&amp;nbsp; So I didn't share the story, but I felt like I should.&amp;nbsp; Then another person shared the story.&amp;nbsp; It hit me that when I feel the spirit I need to listen or the Lord will have someone else do it for me. Maybe someone need to hear that story and it changed their lives.&amp;nbsp; Moral of the story: Listen to the spirit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something that you have learned?&amp;nbsp; What?&amp;nbsp; What is on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-792563399825741151?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/792563399825741151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=792563399825741151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/792563399825741151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/792563399825741151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/entitled.html' title='Entitled...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1693678792375768518</id><published>2010-05-10T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:08:27.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I honestly can say that I had the greatest Mother's Day ever!&amp;nbsp; My hubbie made me German&amp;nbsp; pancakes, milk, and goodies in bed.&amp;nbsp; He is so sweet!&amp;nbsp; Then we got up and got ready for church.&amp;nbsp; It was such a relaxing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mother's Day was yesterday I received a present from that he made in Nursery.&amp;nbsp; I almost started to cry.&amp;nbsp; It was really funny, I walked out of Relief Society and Greg was standing there with Harry and Greg told him to,"Give it to mommy."&amp;nbsp; Then Harry shoved it in my face, like "Here mom."&amp;nbsp; I thought that he has way to much attitude for his own good.&amp;nbsp; I just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZP8Sx8bI/AAAAAAAABd0/F1f_VldcvZc/s1600/Our+Pictures+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZP8Sx8bI/AAAAAAAABd0/F1f_VldcvZc/s320/Our+Pictures+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZbfGEa0I/AAAAAAAABd8/scWvNAzLrUE/s1600/Our+Pictures+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZbfGEa0I/AAAAAAAABd8/scWvNAzLrUE/s320/Our+Pictures+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZno3eRmI/AAAAAAAABeE/eFUTHQncDX8/s1600/Our+Pictures+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZno3eRmI/AAAAAAAABeE/eFUTHQncDX8/s320/Our+Pictures+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't this so cute!&amp;nbsp; Greg helped him with it, since Harry wouldn't stay in there without him.&amp;nbsp; I use to think that people that keep all of those little things there kids made is silly.&amp;nbsp; But now I am one of those moms!&amp;nbsp; I love this and it won't be going anywhere for a long time!&amp;nbsp; I love that fact that Greg helped him make it!&amp;nbsp; Hope that you guys had a great Mother's Day like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1693678792375768518?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1693678792375768518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1693678792375768518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1693678792375768518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1693678792375768518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-eZP8Sx8bI/AAAAAAAABd0/F1f_VldcvZc/s72-c/Our+Pictures+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1737345403488220721</id><published>2010-05-09T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:46:00.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>My Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YwhPc0TeI/AAAAAAAABc0/0ZuaVPqxfA4/s1600/Our+Pictures+321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YwhPc0TeI/AAAAAAAABc0/0ZuaVPqxfA4/s320/Our+Pictures+321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YwtTUVrLI/AAAAAAAABc8/PJE2AwkBNnM/s1600/Our+Pictures+322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YwtTUVrLI/AAAAAAAABc8/PJE2AwkBNnM/s320/Our+Pictures+322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I came home yesterday and this is what I found on our couch!&amp;nbsp; It melted my heart.&amp;nbsp; I love my boys. Happy Mother's Day to all the great mom's out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1737345403488220721?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1737345403488220721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1737345403488220721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1737345403488220721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1737345403488220721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-boys.html' title='My Boys!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YwhPc0TeI/AAAAAAAABc0/0ZuaVPqxfA4/s72-c/Our+Pictures+321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-6651452936439986291</id><published>2010-05-08T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:04:29.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>This is what my day looks like!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YgFJvjXqI/AAAAAAAABcc/csbHO_4_FwI/s1600/Our+Pictures+304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YgFJvjXqI/AAAAAAAABcc/csbHO_4_FwI/s320/Our+Pictures+304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As most of you know I moved in with my mother in law.&amp;nbsp; When we moved&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in she had three horses and that was it.&amp;nbsp; Harrison loved it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YgRYQaECI/AAAAAAAABck/s-VIvBD4kus/s1600/Our+Pictures+308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YgRYQaECI/AAAAAAAABck/s-VIvBD4kus/s320/Our+Pictures+308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then my mother in law thought that it would be so much fun to buy chickens.&amp;nbsp; She loves fresh eggs so why not?&amp;nbsp; Well it started with 4 chickens and 4 ducks. But then it didn't stop!&amp;nbsp; We now have 2 ducks (because clearly we need ducks), 3 horses, 4 turkeys, and 6 chickens.&amp;nbsp; They just keep keep multiplying. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to lie, I am not a fan of those stupid birds, only because Harrison wants to hang out with them all day long!&amp;nbsp; It is still really fun to have them.&amp;nbsp; Pretty soon we will be living at a petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg loves having all of these animals. He grew up with tons of animals, me on the other hand not so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg had a turkey that when it was time to butcher it, his mom walked it to the car and buckled in the front seat.&amp;nbsp; When they cooked it, they had to cut it in half. I don't know that ours will get that big, but pretty big.&amp;nbsp; The birds are growing pretty fast, I am surprised.&amp;nbsp; Overall it is a blast to live here, petting zoo and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-6651452936439986291?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/6651452936439986291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=6651452936439986291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6651452936439986291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/6651452936439986291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-what-my-day-looks-like.html' title='This is what my day looks like!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S-YgFJvjXqI/AAAAAAAABcc/csbHO_4_FwI/s72-c/Our+Pictures+304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-1274518455914861284</id><published>2010-05-07T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:46:55.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Hello Out There!</title><content type='html'>I have the internet, I have been really lazy though.&amp;nbsp; I have been unpacking and just relaxing as much as I can.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; can say that I have tons of things to tell you about.&amp;nbsp; I love living with my mother in law and she is such an amazing lady and I think that I will learn a lot from her.&amp;nbsp; Plus the fact that she is letting us live here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed reading all of your blogs and I will slowly get caught up.&amp;nbsp; I also have tons of pictures to share with you.&amp;nbsp; I am super excited to share all of this with you.&amp;nbsp; But tonight I am way to tired and need sleep.&amp;nbsp; So it will have to wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-1274518455914861284?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/1274518455914861284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=1274518455914861284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1274518455914861284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/1274518455914861284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-out-there.html' title='Hello Out There!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5935605289295083566</id><published>2010-04-11T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:56:01.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Hello Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&amp;nbsp; Yes, I am still alive.&amp;nbsp; However we are still working on getting internet at my mother in laws.&amp;nbsp; Which I am having withdrawals.&amp;nbsp; I know that is bad, but it also has been kinda nice because I have been getting tons done.&amp;nbsp; We still have so much to do. I can't wait till I can get picture to show you all our awesome space.&amp;nbsp; All I can't wait to show you how I have had to rethink how to organize things and baby proof all at once.&amp;nbsp; Plus our little one is having a hard time with the change.&amp;nbsp; He loves living with Grandma, but the basement is a huge change for him and on top of that he is getting two teeth.&amp;nbsp; So I have tons to update you about and I will hopefully this week.&amp;nbsp; We are going to get internet this week, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5935605289295083566?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5935605289295083566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5935605289295083566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5935605289295083566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5935605289295083566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello Everyone!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-5884819770780499292</id><published>2010-03-29T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:20:20.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Boxes, Boxes, and more Boxes</title><content type='html'>I wanted to thank everyone that has given me such great advice.&amp;nbsp; I am  going a little crazy with trying to clean my mother in laws basement  and get our house packed too.&amp;nbsp; Everything is falling into place very  well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight my hubbie is going to help me move  everything around out there so I can get the bathroom cleaned and get  some of that room organized.&amp;nbsp; We also are taking more stuff out!&amp;nbsp; I am  going to take pictures of what it looks like right now and then do an  after when we move in.&amp;nbsp; I am super excited to show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am getting really emotional about moving.&amp;nbsp; I keep thinking about all  the memories we have had here.&amp;nbsp; We have spent most of our married life  here.&amp;nbsp; *sniff, sniff*.&amp;nbsp; Then I went to church yesterday and it was the last time we will be going to this ward.&amp;nbsp; I was so emotional and alot of people didn't know why.&amp;nbsp; I got up a bore my testimony and just cried.&amp;nbsp; I am the women I am today because of these great people!&amp;nbsp; More *sniff, sniff*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all we are excited for what new things are  happening in our lives.&amp;nbsp; Harrison is going to love to live with grandma,  and I think that he will gain about ten pounds.&amp;nbsp; That women loves to  give out treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you updated on everything.&amp;nbsp;  Still if you have any packing tips or moving tips, I am all ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-5884819770780499292?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/5884819770780499292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=5884819770780499292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5884819770780499292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/5884819770780499292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanted-to-thank-everyone-that-has.html' title='Boxes, Boxes, and more Boxes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-7131364334150310290</id><published>2010-03-25T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:49:55.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6uFSlM7N_I/AAAAAAAABcE/er4av1jZ-Kw/s1600/moving-boxes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6uFSlM7N_I/AAAAAAAABcE/er4av1jZ-Kw/s320/moving-boxes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeatthebar.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/moving-boxes.jpg"&gt;Via Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dear friends, I am MOVING!!!&amp;nbsp; I  am so excited, but we have to be out of our house by April 7th and I  threw out my back last week.&amp;nbsp; I will try to blog, but I might have to  take a break for a while. I want to do a post about moving.&amp;nbsp; So I will  try, but if I don't, please still love me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our house  has been on the market since September, so this is very welcome, no more  walk troughs and keeping the house super crisp clean.&amp;nbsp; Which is  impossible with a little 17 month old boy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was wondering though, do you have any tips or things that  worked well for you when you moved?&amp;nbsp; If so please let me know!&amp;nbsp; I  welcome anything that will make my life easier!&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-7131364334150310290?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/7131364334150310290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=7131364334150310290' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7131364334150310290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/7131364334150310290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/via-google-my-dear-friends-i-am-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6uFSlM7N_I/AAAAAAAABcE/er4av1jZ-Kw/s72-c/moving-boxes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-457585414715025070</id><published>2010-03-17T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:26:59.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Awesome Kid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6EdbL2IfbI/AAAAAAAABX8/CtpTvsh2wvA/s1600-h/100_0350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6EdbL2IfbI/AAAAAAAABX8/CtpTvsh2wvA/s320/100_0350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my super cute little guy!&amp;nbsp; Grandma Keyes made this as a Frisbee and Harrison thought it was a hat and so he put it on and we loved it!&amp;nbsp; He is such a great kid and I can't even tell you how blessed I am.&amp;nbsp; He says "I love You" when I put him down for a nap or bedtime.&amp;nbsp; Melt your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6Edd4Ta0HI/AAAAAAAABYE/LmAXHpQWih8/s1600-h/100_0372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6Edd4Ta0HI/AAAAAAAABYE/LmAXHpQWih8/s320/100_0372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this was Greg's birthday and I got this cute picture.&amp;nbsp; But I forgot to take any of him!&amp;nbsp; Silly me! He looks just like his dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-457585414715025070?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/457585414715025070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=457585414715025070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/457585414715025070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/457585414715025070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-awesome-kid.html' title='My Awesome Kid!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S6EdbL2IfbI/AAAAAAAABX8/CtpTvsh2wvA/s72-c/100_0350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-8808872356693881741</id><published>2010-03-06T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:08:57.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxNTpcY_I/AAAAAAAABOU/KK5CZFxeTfo/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxNTpcY_I/AAAAAAAABOU/KK5CZFxeTfo/s320/Picture+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is my brother in law's 26th birthday.&amp;nbsp; To celebrate we all went  to Texas Road House because we all got gift certificates a last week.&amp;nbsp;  If you have been to Texas Road House on your birthday then you might  have had something like this happen to you! He loved every second of it!&amp;nbsp; Then he didn't even share any on his treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the kids saw that he got to sit on the saddle, they had to have their turn.&amp;nbsp; Here is Jud, he loved sitting on it and didn't want to get off.&amp;nbsp; Then when Harrison saw his cousin on it he had to have his turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxUQMq9JI/AAAAAAAABOc/ivYWubsQpWg/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxUQMq9JI/AAAAAAAABOc/ivYWubsQpWg/s320/Picture+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxXuVL71I/AAAAAAAABOk/r20oxat2cEU/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxXuVL71I/AAAAAAAABOk/r20oxat2cEU/s320/Picture+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5Mxjad6MXI/AAAAAAAABPE/yNeHSQ9rTtU/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5Mxjad6MXI/AAAAAAAABPE/yNeHSQ9rTtU/s320/Picture+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I feel terrible, I didn't even get a picture of Ty and his wife, Suzie. Here is my Mother in Law Teresa, Sister in law Ssabrina and her boyfriend Jason.&amp;nbsp; I am so blessed to have a great family that I married into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxZ01tYhI/AAAAAAAABOs/FYz0er8uAOM/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxZ01tYhI/AAAAAAAABOs/FYz0er8uAOM/s320/Picture+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you ever wondered what it is like to go out to dinner with our very engertic one year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is what it looks like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5Mxdam8HqI/AAAAAAAABO0/hleVTLY3iMQ/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5Mxdam8HqI/AAAAAAAABO0/hleVTLY3iMQ/s320/Picture+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5My9tqzfnI/AAAAAAAABPM/IeUFghIoV7g/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5My9tqzfnI/AAAAAAAABPM/IeUFghIoV7g/s320/Picture+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxgYxerrI/AAAAAAAABO8/G9EMq5eDVg0/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then we were able to get a really cute picture.&amp;nbsp; I wish Harry was smiling, but what it new?&amp;nbsp; He never smiles for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxgYxerrI/AAAAAAAABO8/G9EMq5eDVg0/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxgYxerrI/AAAAAAAABO8/G9EMq5eDVg0/s320/Picture+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I don't like Texas Road House.&amp;nbsp; It is was too noisy and dirty.&amp;nbsp; I hate how they have all the nut shells every where and the music is so loud.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight, the food is good and the company was even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxgYxerrI/AAAAAAAABO8/G9EMq5eDVg0/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/th_Melissa-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-8808872356693881741?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/8808872356693881741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=8808872356693881741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8808872356693881741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/8808872356693881741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-ty.html' title='Happy Birthday Ty!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S5MxNTpcY_I/AAAAAAAABOU/KK5CZFxeTfo/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-3775590787949164775</id><published>2010-03-04T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:25:00.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The Monthly Goals</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it is that time again.&amp;nbsp; It is time to report about my goals.&amp;nbsp; I know this doesn't really benefit any one but me. But it is nice to have support of friends and family.&amp;nbsp; So here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work out three to five times a week (3 times of hard work out,  and a couple of walking around the neighborhood. I have wanted to lose  weight for a while, but I want to get pregnant this summer so I would  like to lose some weight before then.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been ok at this.&amp;nbsp; There is definitely room for improvement! Since I gained almost all the weight I lost in January.&amp;nbsp; I am a stress eater, and it was a really stressful month.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint Harrison's crib that we have had forever!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is done!&amp;nbsp; If you want to see it check out my craft blog. Harrison loves it!&amp;nbsp; I need to rearrange his room now.&amp;nbsp; It looks so pretty.&amp;nbsp; Greg and I are a pretty great team.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been reading the scriptures. I have had no desire to read this last month, maybe next month&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat less sweets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am not even going to sugar coat this one!&amp;nbsp; I have done aweful.&amp;nbsp;  But there is anyways this month right.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my closets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am still organizing the closets.&amp;nbsp; They look so much better! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;De junk my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think this one will never be done!&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I have gotten rid of tons of stuff and there is still more to get rid of!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get all of Harrison baby things put away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got all of his baby stuff boxed up and it is ready to go out to  my mother in laws!&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my filing cabinet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just started this and man this one is huge!&amp;nbsp; I thought that is would be easy, man was I wrong!&amp;nbsp; This one is going to take days!&amp;nbsp; I hope that I can work on it this weekend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sew and craft more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been spending time with my hubbie. So I have not been really able to do anything right now.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend the temple at least once a month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do 100% on my visiting teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am SO excited to tell you that I did both!&amp;nbsp; Greg and I did sealings and it was so special.&amp;nbsp; We did 10 sealing and tons of children.&amp;nbsp; I cried, someone the name where as old as 1915.&amp;nbsp; Can you imagine?&amp;nbsp; Waiting that long.&amp;nbsp; Also it was so great to go visit our ladies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a better wife and mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hope that I am doing better, but I am still trying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat better and cook more home made meals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't say that I have eaten better, but I have been cooking  more.&amp;nbsp; I need to do more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&amp;nbsp; I will let you know how I am doing next  month!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/Newsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-3775590787949164775?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/3775590787949164775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=3775590787949164775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3775590787949164775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/3775590787949164775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/monthly-goals.html' title='The Monthly Goals'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-4773005893226091535</id><published>2010-03-03T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:03:19.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>I have been thinking today</title><content type='html'>Today I was watching Opera while I was straightening up the house.&amp;nbsp; Jessica Simpson was on her show and was talking about the pressure to be pretty and skinny.&amp;nbsp; For this reason I never wanted to be famous.&amp;nbsp; She talked about how she traveled the world for a new series that focus on what women do around the world to be beautiful.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe the things that they do.&amp;nbsp; One country the women drink Distilled cow urine!&amp;nbsp; Gross! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talks to a women in Paris who was in the fashion industry.&amp;nbsp; She was 69 pounds!&amp;nbsp; I think one of my legs is that! She talks about how the designer told her that she needed to lose 10 pounds to make it.&amp;nbsp; Then she went into a coma and she talks about how hard it has been trying to gain weight.&amp;nbsp; She still is super skinny, you could see her bones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is so sad that we as a people have forgotten what true beauty is.&amp;nbsp; That beauty is a size 2 with perfect skin, no stretch marks with a flat tummy.&amp;nbsp; Now don't get me wrong, I would love to lose some weight and be a little skinnier and I think that I would feel better. Also it is awful that women have so much pressure on them to be perfect.&amp;nbsp; It is so hard, because we aren't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart that true beauty is forgotten.&amp;nbsp; It isn't just about how you look.&amp;nbsp; It is about your soul, or heart.&amp;nbsp; I see some beautiful women who have such vulgar mouths that it takes her beauty away. Or you have a lady that you see and you think that she isn't that pretty and then you get to know her and listen to her speak and she is the most beautiful women that you have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think about what kind of a women am I? I look at myself and think that I am beautiful.&amp;nbsp; I do like when I am wearing make- up.&amp;nbsp; I feel better, but I can go out of the house when I don't have any on.&amp;nbsp; But how is my heart?&amp;nbsp; What can I do to be better?&amp;nbsp; How can I be better? I have been pondering and I hope that I can be a little better.&amp;nbsp; I want to be better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/Newsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-4773005893226091535?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/4773005893226091535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=4773005893226091535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4773005893226091535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/4773005893226091535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-been-thinking-today.html' title='I have been thinking today'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626225105584779521.post-22534273880000615</id><published>2010-03-01T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:09:21.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Whatever Jake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As most of you know I have been watching &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Bachelor&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yc952nAII/AAAAAAAABN0/oemvOT7ZT-A/s1600-h/key_art_the_bachelor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yc952nAII/AAAAAAAABN0/oemvOT7ZT-A/s320/key_art_the_bachelor1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight was the final episode.&amp;nbsp; He choose the girl that I was not wanting!&amp;nbsp; I hope that he is happy, but I am glad that he didn't ask Tenley.&amp;nbsp; She is such an amazing girl and she deserve some one who will kiss the ground that she walks on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yXmrJJMPI/AAAAAAAABNk/zUTKH6C6sQY/s1600-h/tenley-molzahn-bachelor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yXmrJJMPI/AAAAAAAABNk/zUTKH6C6sQY/s320/tenley-molzahn-bachelor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is such a dork for letting her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yXpYFqaQI/AAAAAAAABNs/0wNKOBu_mj0/s1600-h/alg_vienna_girardi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yXpYFqaQI/AAAAAAAABNs/0wNKOBu_mj0/s320/alg_vienna_girardi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He choose Vienna. Which it is his life and I feel for him.&amp;nbsp; Another thing is that he asked her to marring her.&amp;nbsp; Which I could never do.&amp;nbsp; Their relationship is not real, it is a fairy tale.&amp;nbsp; The true test will be to come when he is gone all the time and she is all alone.&amp;nbsp; Another reason why I am glad that he didn't choose Tenley.&amp;nbsp; She deserves someone who will stand by her side and always be there with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the next Bachelorette, who saw that one coming!&amp;nbsp; I knew it would be Ali.&amp;nbsp; Big shock!&amp;nbsp; Good luck!&amp;nbsp; She must have quit her job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae254/mayorgason/Newsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626225105584779521-22534273880000615?l=melissayorgi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/feeds/22534273880000615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626225105584779521&amp;postID=22534273880000615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/22534273880000615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626225105584779521/posts/default/22534273880000615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissayorgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/whatever-jake.html' title='Whatever Jake!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05992931909677570751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oyuoUt3a7w/TW_cGxml8lI/AAAAAAAACc8/O6T8GApU4ZA/s220/Curly%2BDo%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LzgRYIm12GA/S4yc952nAII/AAAAAAAABN0/oemvOT7ZT-A/s72-c/key_art_the_bachelor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
