<?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-33357688</id><updated>2012-01-05T17:53:58.756-07:00</updated><category term='LET US BE TRUTHFUL IN ALL WE DO'/><title type='text'>Hopkins' Happenings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-7637174608184465616</id><published>2012-01-05T01:56:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T02:20:17.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've been a bit preoccupied. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcAVigQvS2Y/TwVnoJlGpbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zj6Tw7u9umM/s1600/Ollie%2Bwith%2Bpjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcAVigQvS2Y/TwVnoJlGpbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zj6Tw7u9umM/s320/Ollie%2Bwith%2Bpjs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694071243343832498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6G_9HJLdtk/TwVnnvBf8QI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yLVrxN_d8zE/s1600/Drew%2Bin%2Bpjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6G_9HJLdtk/TwVnnvBf8QI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yLVrxN_d8zE/s320/Drew%2Bin%2Bpjs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694071236215173378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2aOmhMkUlU/TwVnnejfMrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gqLmi5N1ecg/s1600/Ollie%2Bsmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2aOmhMkUlU/TwVnnejfMrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gqLmi5N1ecg/s320/Ollie%2Bsmiling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694071231794328242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-0G8TCmL-M/TwVnnVJZ2fI/AAAAAAAAAF4/R9SXWlBQeqs/s1600/Drew%2Bsmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-0G8TCmL-M/TwVnnVJZ2fI/AAAAAAAAAF4/R9SXWlBQeqs/s320/Drew%2Bsmiling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694071229269006834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTjRtZpbN8s/TwVnUXVefjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DzPg8J0Df0w/s1600/Ollie%2Band%2BDrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTjRtZpbN8s/TwVnUXVefjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DzPg8J0Df0w/s320/Ollie%2Band%2BDrew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694070903438999090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozg9AvpdbFI/TwVnUBVQC5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/lQm4CvvBDkk/s1600/Logan%2Bwith%2Bcrying%2Btwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozg9AvpdbFI/TwVnUBVQC5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/lQm4CvvBDkk/s320/Logan%2Bwith%2Bcrying%2Btwins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694070897532472210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eponIbi3lnE/TwVnT4zSexI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XLDr6oFk5m0/s1600/First%2BChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eponIbi3lnE/TwVnT4zSexI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XLDr6oFk5m0/s320/First%2BChristmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694070895242541842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jVJgzSogdrw/TwVnTnGVNSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BP4BtW71Wn0/s1600/Hawkeyed%2BTwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jVJgzSogdrw/TwVnTnGVNSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BP4BtW71Wn0/s320/Hawkeyed%2BTwins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694070890490574114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0wmySOUCFHQ/TwVnTii1ofI/AAAAAAAAAE8/djyKQfXZ4l4/s1600/January%2B1%2BTwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0wmySOUCFHQ/TwVnTii1ofI/AAAAAAAAAE8/djyKQfXZ4l4/s320/January%2B1%2BTwins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694070889267962354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed.  We have been preoccupied with the following. . .   OLIVER D HOPKINS and DREW J HOPKINS arrived August 15, 2011!  Ollie weighed a whopping 3 pounds 11 ounces and Drew weighed in at 4 pounds 5 ounces.  We may be falling into the "proud grandparents" category, for which we do not apologize!  Also, meet LOGAN COUCH, their cousin. We were all laughing so hard it made Drew and Ollie cry! I wish I had a picture of Jacoby with the babies.  He LOVES babies and wanted to see their toes :) Ollie and Drew were born on Jacoby's 3rd Birthday - thanks for sharing buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-7637174608184465616?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7637174608184465616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=7637174608184465616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7637174608184465616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7637174608184465616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2012/01/weve-been-bit-preoccupied.html' title='We&apos;ve been a bit preoccupied. . .'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcAVigQvS2Y/TwVnoJlGpbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zj6Tw7u9umM/s72-c/Ollie%2Bwith%2Bpjs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-8297679615756178212</id><published>2011-07-19T12:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:35:21.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OKAY...TRYING AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAGqUpzkzfk/TiXOYpCqTOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pgqroTRmqkY/s1600/Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAGqUpzkzfk/TiXOYpCqTOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pgqroTRmqkY/s320/Kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631133831825870050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently in the pre-publishing window it shows some funky letters etc but when published it shows the picture?  So without further ado - those who have been mourning our old kitchen with all the broken drawers and doors...please meet and help to feel welcome our new kitchen (in other words, come visit)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-8297679615756178212?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8297679615756178212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=8297679615756178212' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8297679615756178212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8297679615756178212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2011/07/okaytrying-again.html' title='OKAY...TRYING AGAIN'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAGqUpzkzfk/TiXOYpCqTOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pgqroTRmqkY/s72-c/Kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-4041502737702788374</id><published>2011-07-19T12:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:32:05.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MJCqnXeyDY/TiXNXSebksI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2CUAlDqiDW8/s1600/Girl%2BCousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MJCqnXeyDY/TiXNXSebksI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2CUAlDqiDW8/s200/Girl%2BCousins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631132709076832962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to add pictures and the jibberish above is what happens instead of a picture...I know there are many of YOU who can help!  I am using an apple if that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-4041502737702788374?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4041502737702788374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=4041502737702788374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4041502737702788374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4041502737702788374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2011/07/please-help.html' title='PLEASE HELP!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MJCqnXeyDY/TiXNXSebksI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2CUAlDqiDW8/s72-c/Girl%2BCousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-1538471673630851164</id><published>2011-05-09T14:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:12:27.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring without pictures, I know</title><content type='html'>If anyone wants to help me figure out why it does not post a picture, but puts a HUGE address - not a link - instead...  SAD day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures that I tried to put on here were from Cobh, Ireland.  Apparently, Frankie and I are going to either retire there or go on a church mission there OR maybe both!  It is beautiful and small and the last port the Titanic stopped at before it sunk :(  Not so sure that would be a selling point for me.  At any rate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Jessie and David (well actually just Jessie) have an ultrasound to find out the babies gender.  We have our thoughts on this, do you?  Post what you think the twins will be and we will see who is psychic!  Maybe whoever is right should get to name them?  Of course I am just kidding about that.  Place your bets before Thursday afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cute beginnings of the nursery on Jessie's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just wondering who hijacked summer...snow on May 9...are you serious????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-1538471673630851164?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1538471673630851164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=1538471673630851164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1538471673630851164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1538471673630851164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/boring-without-pictures-i-know.html' title='Boring without pictures, I know'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-5990413971729294969</id><published>2011-04-03T12:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:50:33.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is coming, right?</title><content type='html'>After enjoying the morning in my pjs, painting toenails and fingernails while listening to General Conference, I decided updating our blog allowed me to continue my laziness a bit longer;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, thoughts on Conference...Elder Uchtdorf makes everything sound better with his accent, don't you agree?  I laughed so hard when he was talking about texting and his concern that people were texting one another, "He has been talking for ten minutes and hasn't mentioned aviation yet!?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, loved Elder Bednar's talk about line upon line.  Worth a reread definitely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, quote I wrote down immediately.... "Preach the gospel at all times and IF NECESSARY, use words."  Think about it...LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may know that we have done a bit of work on our kitchen.  This was caused by drawers not working and cupboards not closing.  I will attempt to post a before and after pictures here, cross your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncross them, it didn't work.  I tried to add them and when it "uploaded" them it put some big dog address thing instead of the pictures.  You could not click on the address thing like a link either...Hmmm.  Ideas welcome:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate!  All of the kids except Cody will be making an appearance at home this month.  Yes, that excites me!  I will be able to see Cody when dropping Larkin off in Salt Lake:)  Even Bella is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to convince myself that motivation will automatically come back to me... I have a feeling the reality is that I will be working hard to find my old friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am anxiously awaiting Frankie's return from London and Dublin and not just so I don't have to work (although that may be part of it).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE reading all of your blogs, please continue.  Brett be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-5990413971729294969?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5990413971729294969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=5990413971729294969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/5990413971729294969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/5990413971729294969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-is-coming-right.html' title='Spring is coming, right?'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-6302102860635091625</id><published>2011-02-27T07:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T08:25:16.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>I have never felt that I handle transitions very well - it unnerves me creating a lack of sleep.  The internal struggle to stay positive and to have a little faith bring calmness; however, it generally feels like the calm before the storm.  This is a challenge I have worked on over the last 30 years, Frankie calls it being flexible;). Well for whatever reason there are many transitions right now AND they are exciting ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Frankie and I are frantically trying to get all the house projects done in preparation for being grandparents!  I must admit that I have had a great example to follow so hopefully all will be well there.  We are adjusting to the idea of twins, we were so happy with one and just shaking our head at two. (btw Jessie and David are the parents, little detail there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, our kitchen is bare as in there is nothing in there.  When most of the drawers do not function and doors do not close it is time to redo.  We couldn't have come this far without BRAD, TANNER, and TAYLOR.  THANK YOU!!!!  I have got to meet new people who are so kind.  I love when others are kind.  Hopefully, the hard part for me is over!    We will see.  And if it is not, I will be flexible:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, my beautiful nieces Katie and Savannah are getting married.  Savannah in April and Katie in July.  I know I have mentioned that being an aunt is my favorite "job." These two beauties are one reason why. . .I love them and have so many fond memories of them - they are a joy in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I have been working at the store a lot more.  I say kudos to working moms!  I can't do it.  I feel frazzled much of the time and like I can't do many of the things I wish I could.  Luckily I have a boss who understands this.  I do like spending time with Frankie.  I am hanging on for summer when school is out and others can work during the day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, Brittanie and children are coming to spend the night!  So excited:). They live in Minnesota!  Also, David, Jessie, and Bella are coming in April for savannah's wedding!  And Bug is coming for a few days before Cody's brother's wedding at the end of April.  Is anyone else coming?!  We would love to have you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, health concerns have reared their ugly head again in our extended family and this makes me . . .many things!  I know all will be well but I wish these trials were not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for you for hanging in there and reading this lengthy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-6302102860635091625?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6302102860635091625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=6302102860635091625' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/6302102860635091625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/6302102860635091625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2011/02/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-3540632642819776962</id><published>2011-01-07T20:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:36:55.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings!</title><content type='html'>We have been to Arizona and that is about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is Frankie's blog post - a man of many words!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would add many more things that might seem boring but truth be told, we have been way busier than that. We were able to be together as a family over New Year's week-end and that my friends was &lt;em&gt;divine! &lt;/em&gt;I will be spending the next several days getting caught up and organized. I have made no resolutions and have not taken stock of my life yet this year... hmmm. Oh wait! I did commit to my dear friend, Kimmy, to be in the 1000 mile challenge. However, I plan on biking much of it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to read something that will help you feel encouraged? I am going to try and add it here...if not, it will have it's own post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also try and post pictures of many fun things we have been doing - really if you are reading this...you are one of my greatest treasures - thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammi and Frankie (sort of, if one sentence counts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for some reason I cannot post it here... you can go to my facebook OR try this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ensign/2011/01/make-yours-a-great-life?lang=eng"&gt;http://lds.org/ensign/2011/01/make-yours-a-great-life?lang=eng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-3540632642819776962?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3540632642819776962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=3540632642819776962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/3540632642819776962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/3540632642819776962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/greetings.html' title='Greetings!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-9208170952167803538</id><published>2010-11-08T17:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:47:03.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A GOOD DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TNiXxWi2kuI/AAAAAAAAADo/8uUyekxI1_E/s1600/DSCN1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TNiXxWi2kuI/AAAAAAAAADo/8uUyekxI1_E/s400/DSCN1462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537342615973171938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TNiXxIoWdLI/AAAAAAAAADg/fwGdunor25c/s1600/DSCN1461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TNiXxIoWdLI/AAAAAAAAADg/fwGdunor25c/s400/DSCN1461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537342612238136498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It snowed!  Actually, it is still snowing. . . this picture is at 5:30pm.  I wonder what tomorrow will bring?  I did discover today our snow shovel is broke; I don't remember it being so last year...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have no scraper in my car but a magazine worked fine!  I am not sure if Frankie has one so I will make a trip down to the store before it closes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This snow is pretty wet and slushy and PRETTY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snow was not the best part of my day...I came home and found THESE TWO in my living room watching sports center.  For those who don't know them, these would be David's buddies from high school.  Brock Pond on the left and Jeff Hendrix on the right.  I love these boys.  They make me smile.  How many boys this age would come see an old lady like me?  I have many fond memories of baseball trips with David, Brock, and Jeff.  Jeff is getting ready to leave in the morning for a couple of years.  He will be serving a mission for our church in Atlanta, Georgia.  They are lucky to have him and he will be a great asset to the communities he serves in.  You can tell what a big personality he has by his expression!  These two boys and David well words cannot express the fondness I feel for them. . . something about watching a baseball game with boys who really love the game...good times.  Thanks for coming by guys... miss you Dave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-9208170952167803538?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9208170952167803538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=9208170952167803538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/9208170952167803538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/9208170952167803538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-good-day.html' title='IT&apos;S A GOOD DAY'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TNiXxWi2kuI/AAAAAAAAADo/8uUyekxI1_E/s72-c/DSCN1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-1434263137544652050</id><published>2010-10-11T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:19:34.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's already OCTOBER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TLNuv88PjLI/AAAAAAAAADY/hXUJMeCrnyg/s1600/DSCN1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TLNuv88PjLI/AAAAAAAAADY/hXUJMeCrnyg/s400/DSCN1452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526882937805442226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to post a thank you list and update you on my "bucket list" to stay busy and not miss the kids:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it is hard to believe but I actually am making progress on the bucket list - although I am afraid I will not finish it before it is time to start all over again!  For the most part it is wonderful to complete tasks that have been hanging over my head for years, yes years!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I STILL DO NOT HAVE A GATE!  What is up with that?  It has been since May 25th that we have tried to get it corrected.  They did come and put another post in, but alas...they took the gate and now it is just wide open!  Wait, I am going to go take a picture and post it!  Doesn't this just scream, "Come on back and steal or vandalize whatever you want!"  Okay, maybe I am exaggerating, but honestly!  Frankie and I are getting a good laugh out of it because crying is just not an option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My thankful list:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran into two of my neighbors today, Jana and Tamra, and they brightened my day.  I feel so fortunate to have good neighbors.  I know they care about me and my family as much as I do theirs.  I am also so grateful for my kids having good neighbors - that helps ease the distance between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful that there really is such a thing as a free lunch!  My good friend from high school, Lisa, won a free lunch for 25 people AND I made the cut!  Woo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday morning I got to work with not one but TWO of my nieces at the store...may I just say how much I love them?  They are awesome:)  No, really, even if I weren't their aunt I would think so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize my list would go on and on and on because I am now reflecting on the many many kindnesses shown to me in just the last week...thank you so much.  Really, you make my life so much easier.  Funny thing is that many of you don't read my blog or know that I am aware of the good things you are doing for me and my family, I am aware and grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love to each of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-1434263137544652050?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1434263137544652050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=1434263137544652050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1434263137544652050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1434263137544652050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-already-october.html' title='It&apos;s already OCTOBER?'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TLNuv88PjLI/AAAAAAAAADY/hXUJMeCrnyg/s72-c/DSCN1452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-5920162757195165389</id><published>2010-09-29T21:40:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:18:31.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Arizona!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQLpIbopSI/AAAAAAAAADA/x5vgYh8bm9I/s1600/DSCN1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQHa_I_YLI/AAAAAAAAACg/1oBNPXkm2dU/s1600/DSCN1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQHa_I_YLI/AAAAAAAAACg/1oBNPXkm2dU/s200/DSCN1424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522547203270205618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lucky me got to go on a week-end trip to see David, Jessie, and Bella AND this cute kid!  Yes, he is saying "Nooooooooooo" to his mommy;)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let me back up, first in SLC before my flight left, I got to hook up with Jason and Ellory (sp?).  I love that guy.  My cousins are all amazing!  I think my "cool" points tripled by just being in their presence.  I flew into Phoenix pretty late on Friday night.  Although Bella might look mellow on Jessie's lap in this picture:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQIS6rfIFI/AAAAAAAAACo/XzD8bsx9nro/s200/DSCN1451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522548164145389650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was pretty excited to see me.  I wasn't sure if she would remember me...but she did!  On Saturday we met  up with these two for lunch at Paradise Bakery in Glendale.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQJtjQdy_I/AAAAAAAAACw/1BlqABH8q8k/s1600/DSCN1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQJtjQdy_I/AAAAAAAAACw/1BlqABH8q8k/s200/DSCN1428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522549721226136562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, there is that cute boy again!  He keeps sneaking in my pictures!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then we went to World Market which was pretty interesting.  I could have spent a lot of time and money in there but we were on a mission!  There was a dog that needed sod in her backyard.  Off to Lowe's we went.  Refer to Jessie and David's blog for the info on their WONDERFUL neighbor who did all the labor I thought I was going to be doing.  I took one for the team and played with his little guy, Rylan, who is almost 2 years old.  It was tough, but someone had to do it!  Jessie and I raked the rocks for a short time (long enough for blisters because the gloves David got out for me didn't make it onto my hands).  Here are some before and after pictures:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQLoyF9rdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qipEnUvO0ug/s200/DSCN1431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522551838332530130" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQLpIbopSI/AAAAAAAAADA/x5vgYh8bm9I/s200/DSCN1449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522551844329006370" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Rumor on the street is that Jon and David have now put a brick border around the lawn, leveled out the rock around the edge, AND fixed the gate which apparently was not hanging correctly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday afternoon, we zipped over to check out another cousin's digs... so here you have another picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQMhCqYOGI/AAAAAAAAADI/E8ZpsqmmKGM/s1600/DSCN1440.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQMhCqYOGI/AAAAAAAAADI/E8ZpsqmmKGM/s200/DSCN1440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522552804852906082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I must say it again, I LOVE MY COUSINS EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM!  It was absolutely wonderful seeing Jordyn and meeting Ellis... what fun they are having because they choose to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are still hanging tough and reading, here is a funny story for you as a reward!  Now, if only I were a good storyteller...  Frankie had decided to send a guitar down for David to play.   Instead of shipping it and chancing damage or it getting lost, we decided I would carry it on.  David's concern was someone would ask me to play it in the airport.  Frankie had a feeling someone would ask me about it.  Well, they were somewhat right.  The case caused a fellow guitar player to approach me in the gate area.  The conversation went something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP:  So...do you mind me asking what vintage that guitar is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  I don't mind.  Actually, I am really not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP:  The case makes me think it might be old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  Well, to be honest, I have absolutely no idea.  I do know it is a RED Rickenbacker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP:  Really? (insert looking at the case as though he wished it would magically open)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  Would you like to see it?  Maybe you would be able to tell what year it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP:  Really!  That would be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I open the case while now two other young men stand up behind me so they can get a good look... that wasn't awkward at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP:  Oh wow.  That is sweet.  I would guess 1960s.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He continued to thank me four or five times.  Come to find out it is a 1964.  Too funny.  Here is David with my delivery -   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQOtiVTsbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/R3nHRe-cf40/s1600/DSCN1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQOtiVTsbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/R3nHRe-cf40/s320/DSCN1448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522555218536149426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great week-end!  So relaxing and fun.  Thanks to Jessie and David for everything they did to make it nice for me.  Thanks to Missy for DRIVING ACROSS THE VALLEY!  You did it!!!  Thanks Jason and Jordyn for making time for me.  A big thank you to Savannah for making this trip possible.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUCH LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-5920162757195165389?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5920162757195165389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=5920162757195165389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/5920162757195165389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/5920162757195165389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-arizona.html' title='Hello Arizona!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/TKQHa_I_YLI/AAAAAAAAACg/1oBNPXkm2dU/s72-c/DSCN1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-7649043776011174625</id><published>2010-08-28T14:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:21:01.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I know you care ;)</title><content type='html'>I need a break from cleaning the office...okay, really dejunking which is a LOT more work.  Therefore, I thought I would share what is on my playlist that is motivating me to clean.  Here you go!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Working Song&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Amy Adams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the First, the Last, My Everything&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Barry White&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Harry Nilsson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnny and June&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Heidi Newfield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lights&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life In a Northern Town (Live)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Sugarland, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Belong With Me&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Gotta A Feeling&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cha Cha Slide&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Mr. C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is that for variety?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you are having a productive day too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-7649043776011174625?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7649043776011174625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=7649043776011174625' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7649043776011174625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7649043776011174625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/because-i-know-you-care.html' title='Because I know you care ;)'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-2462486802924843560</id><published>2010-08-09T19:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:31:34.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGUST BUCKET LIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;**Note to self, figure out why the iPad won't let you type the post but only the title on blogspot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have started an August to do list.  Frankie has renamed it my bucket list.  Let's be honest, it is the list designed to keep me from wallowing.  I am going to try and accomplish several things or at least one item each day.  The purpose of this list is to help me forget that the kids are all living far away; this is fine sort of.   Knowing that all I ever wanted to be was a mom and that the kids really don't need mothering anymore is a bit shocking.  Yes, I have had over 20 years to prepare for this transition but feel I was not very prepared.  So what is on my bucket list you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Garage: check into floor options, clean freezer, organize and clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Laundry room:  Organize and clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Linen Closet:  Organize and clean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Kitchen:  Fix drawer, reconfigure shelf organizers, change fridge filter, paint under sink, window treatment, organize and clean, food storage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Den:  Organize and clean, prepare filing cabinet, dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Light fixtures to change:  dining room, entryway, hallway, laundry room, upstairs bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;There is a list for each room in the house and the outside.  Outside the list is this:  GET THE FENCE GUYS BACK TO FIX THE GATE!!!!!  The main thing inside is to DEJUNK!  It is going pretty well.  The kitchen was my starting point... the cupboards above the counters are done.  Before anyone starts telling me to do something for myself, these are things for myself.  I will also do other things but I find it is when I am home alone that it is easy for the blues to roll on in.  So there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This post seems somewhat blah but really we are super duper excited for the munchkins!  Isn't it great that they are courageous in moving forward with their lives?  That is awesome.  We will be planning on a midwest tour to Iowa and Michigan in the Spring and I believe Arizona is on the docket for January ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-2462486802924843560?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2462486802924843560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=2462486802924843560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2462486802924843560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2462486802924843560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-bucket-list.html' title='AUGUST BUCKET LIST'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-482877921824468375</id><published>2010-07-29T04:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T04:26:45.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>July is grand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-482877921824468375?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/482877921824468375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=482877921824468375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/482877921824468375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/482877921824468375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-is-grand.html' title='July is grand!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-8357853728409215727</id><published>2010-06-18T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:10:31.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things to Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/8nczw6xHJ0I/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8nczw6xHJ0I&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/8nczw6xHJ0I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-8357853728409215727?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8357853728409215727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=8357853728409215727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8357853728409215727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8357853728409215727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-things-to-come.html' title='Good Things to Come'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-8510760934359963828</id><published>2010-06-17T23:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:10:49.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we there yet?</title><content type='html'>Frankie pointed out to me that "our" blog has not been updated in quite some time.  However, he did not change that fact...hmmm.  We have been on the go for the last few months and are still trying to catch up.  I leave Monday for Iowa with Larkin.  Larkin and I just went to Mesa and painted with Jessie.  Frankie and David went to Copenhagen, Malmo, and London.  Urpy made a stop for lunch with the girlies:)  Tan Man is spending the night tonight. I love the following word:  H O M E, especially when those I love are in it with me.  I also am going to try and add a you tube video that brought a tear to my eye.  Jeffery R Holland was president at BYU back in the day :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-8510760934359963828?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8510760934359963828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=8510760934359963828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8510760934359963828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8510760934359963828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-we-there-yet.html' title='Are we there yet?'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-6663930707956271870</id><published>2010-04-30T11:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:50:02.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of mother am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sVxkbSJFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MXZSUvGB5ig/s1600/55e9f661-4be9-4edb-b148-ef196ba06e3e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sVxkbSJFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MXZSUvGB5ig/s320/55e9f661-4be9-4edb-b148-ef196ba06e3e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465986514080113746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The above home was purchased by David and Jessie on Monday.  It is located in MESA, ARIZONA!  They will be living in this home for the next 4-5 years or so while David completes his education.  It is five minutes from Jessie's work and David's school.  Jessie LOVES the sun!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sSr8VO5qI/AAAAAAAAACI/G-ofAOANIrE/s1600/DSCN1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sSr8VO5qI/AAAAAAAAACI/G-ofAOANIrE/s320/DSCN1112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465983118883088034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sSrN6UdgI/AAAAAAAAACA/X-l-fKA00Wo/s1600/DSCN1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sSrN6UdgI/AAAAAAAAACA/X-l-fKA00Wo/s320/DSCN1090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465983106422175234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The above home was purchased by Cody and Larkin yesterday.  It is located in IOWA CITY, IOWA!  They will be living in this home for the next 5 or so years while Cody works on his PhD.  It is in a nice area and has a lot of closet space and sunshine...two requirements for them.  They have lived in really nice apartments since they were married; although, both have been basement apartments.  They will actually live above ground :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hence the question, after three trips to Iowa and two to Arizona encouraging the above moves...what kind of mother would help her children move so far away??????  Never mind answering, I already know: a mother who wants her children to be happy and progressing even if it is so far away.  We love our children.  They are truly the joy in our life.  I really have to think about how good it is for them and push out the thoughts of how much I will miss all of them!  Thank you to those who are watching out for them in the new areas they are moving.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-6663930707956271870?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6663930707956271870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=6663930707956271870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/6663930707956271870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/6663930707956271870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-kind-of-mother-am-i.html' title='What kind of mother am I?'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S9sVxkbSJFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MXZSUvGB5ig/s72-c/55e9f661-4be9-4edb-b148-ef196ba06e3e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-4497723667753158966</id><published>2010-04-17T13:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:01:30.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S8oTR6iRZEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mRW8eDoYhwo/s1600/DSCN0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S8oTR6iRZEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mRW8eDoYhwo/s320/DSCN0904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461198696631854146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and post some pictures...are you all crossing your fingers and saying a little prayer for me?  If not, stop reading and do! I think it worked!  This is on the beach at Puerto Morales,  love Frankie's face he is pulling!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-4497723667753158966?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4497723667753158966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=4497723667753158966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4497723667753158966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4497723667753158966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoping-for-pictures.html' title='Hoping for pictures...'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/S8oTR6iRZEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mRW8eDoYhwo/s72-c/DSCN0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-4964304664935020257</id><published>2010-03-18T16:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T17:04:24.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>We just returned from a family trip to Mexico with ALL of the kids.  I learned some very interesting things while there...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  It really does not matter where I am, Mexico or at home, I love having my kids with me the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  You pay a price when you remember to put sunscreen on everyone EXCEPT yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I am grateful to live somewhere that does not require armed security posts.  Thank you to those who make this possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  My children and spouses are so much braver than I am when it comes to eating different foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Joy comes from watching your children really enjoying being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  My husband really does love me, even after all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  There is no place like home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  It does feel wonderful to be warm in March ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  Stealing from my aunt Tina, There is nothing as valuable as a mother's hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  Families really need to be together forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-4964304664935020257?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4964304664935020257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=4964304664935020257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4964304664935020257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4964304664935020257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/03/important-life-lessons.html' title='Important Life Lessons'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-3174134206474899450</id><published>2010-01-25T10:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:14:12.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time marches on...</title><content type='html'>How do you keep enthusiasm and progress in your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-3174134206474899450?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3174134206474899450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=3174134206474899450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/3174134206474899450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/3174134206474899450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-marches-on.html' title='Time marches on...'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-4218256838948226086</id><published>2009-11-27T07:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T07:40:36.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Veterans Day</title><content type='html'>Grandpa spoke to all the fifth graders at Rozie's school for Veterans Day.  I learned many new things and my reverence and gratitude for him and his experiences increased.  A BIG thanks to Jason for helping me figure out how to upload and share this video :)  It starts in the middle of Grandpa's introduction - he is talking about when Matt was hit in the crosswalk out in front of the elementary school...he went to the same school Rozie teaches at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7846565&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7846565&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7846565"&gt;Grandpa Speaking&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2703170"&gt;Tammi Hopkins&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-4218256838948226086?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4218256838948226086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=4218256838948226086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4218256838948226086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4218256838948226086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veterans Day'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-2947598553919935309</id><published>2009-11-11T11:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:26:09.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 years later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAl0SEICI/AAAAAAAAABw/rtQ6bqo2KZE/s1600-h/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAl0SEICI/AAAAAAAAABw/rtQ6bqo2KZE/s320/DSCN0796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402912827650613282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, 26 years later I love this guy more each year, even without the beard -- which I hope will come back some day :)  We were able to take a drive from San Francisco to LA.  This pic is from the Giants game.  It was an afternoon game, very low key, very interesting and fun.  We got to see the stadium, Lincecum sp? pitch, Randy Johnson pitch, and some of our favorite players.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's it.  I went and heard my grandpa speak for Veteran's Day.  He was in World War II.  Sometimes I get complacent about the blessings of living in America.  I hope I don't anymore.  I hope we all take time to thank those in the service of our country.   I am hoping to post the video of his talk as soon as I figure out how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-2947598553919935309?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2947598553919935309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=2947598553919935309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2947598553919935309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2947598553919935309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/26-years-later.html' title='26 years later'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAl0SEICI/AAAAAAAAABw/rtQ6bqo2KZE/s72-c/DSCN0796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-2715288049249631044</id><published>2009-11-01T22:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:14:00.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD WEEK FOR BUG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just realized that I made no mention of Larkin being sick with CROUP - yes she should have outgrown it by now. . . She missed work all week except Friday. . .Get better Buggy!  We love you!!!!!!  A BIG SHOUT OUT TO CODY for taking care of her :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-2715288049249631044?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2715288049249631044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=2715288049249631044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2715288049249631044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2715288049249631044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad-week-for-bug.html' title='SAD WEEK FOR BUG!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-1421379249988821980</id><published>2009-11-01T21:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:11:31.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NOVEMBER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;We really have nothing new to "blog" about - just wanted you to know we are alive! Frankie spent October taking care of me (flu), running the store, running the household, on and on... what a trooper! He is an excellent caregiver:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May I just state here for all to read that I love Halloween! I love the kids dressing up and coming over. I actually had one beautiful ballerina bring me a beautiful bracelet! She is my buddy, Sophia.  Riley came with her sweet little "thank you"!  Then my cousin, Courtney, brought Kalli and Tarek. Kalli played her Halloween recital piece on the piano - it was awesome! Tarek and I were both scared by an older teenage girl scantily dressed as a vampire or something. . . Of course, it wouldn't be halloween without Bailey coming by and my sweetheart Izzy! Then our last trick or treater was an adorable lion, JACOBY! Can you say absolutely adorable. He was chatting up a storm. So stinking cute. . . truly should be against the law. Thanks to all who brought their kids over!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were able to get back in touch with some dear friends the Gustafsons. Their little guy, Bridger, has successfully had a bone marrow transplant down in Texas. His mom has always been so fun to be around. She has a blog that chronicles their experiences. We are so happy for them and hope things continue going so well. They are a great example in so many ways - thanks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May I say thank you to all of my cousins and nephews wives who blog? I am so glad to read about how you are - THANK YOU! Hope you are all loving the Fall. I need to learn how to put pictures on to spice things up! I will work on it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Much love (really!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-1421379249988821980?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1421379249988821980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=1421379249988821980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1421379249988821980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1421379249988821980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-november.html' title='HAPPY NOVEMBER!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-3909283325728814023</id><published>2009-09-07T21:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:13:09.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no place like home. . .</title><content type='html'>What a crazy month!  A few of the highlights for us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Larkin's graduation, I took her on a trip to the land of my forefathers:  Indiana!  It was so good to show her my old stomping grounds and to introduce her to family that I love!  We flew into O'Hare and drove over to Indiana. We were able to stay with my cousin, Jill, and her family.  What a great time!  They were wonderful to stay with and we had so much fun.  My cousin, Cara, put together a surprise party for my Grandma Luke's 90th birthday.  She was surprised to say the least.   It was wonderful to see my aunts, uncles, cousins, their kids, etc.  There were some family members I hadn't seen in 20+ years.  It was wonderful to be with people who love and miss my parents as much I do.  Larkin had a wonderful time meeting people who thought she was wonderful instantaneously.  After spending time in Indiana/Michigan, we spent a couple of days in Chicago.  What a fun place to visit!  We hit museums, shopping, a White Sox game, and the 95th floor of the Hancock Building. . .yes I am afraid of heights, but did it anyway!  I believe there were promises of a visit out west by certain people:)  On the way back, we were bumped to Minneapolis.  Sad day, Mall of America called our name for a few hours!  Larkin was so disappointed. . . not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie and I were able to make a trip down to Provo for Larkin's thesis defense.  She officially passed!  Then we were able to go down for graduation.  The day before we were able to hook up with Urpy and Rob Rogers and their girls!  We love their family.  We hadn't seen them in way too long.  It was a terrific bonus!  What an amazing day to see Bugs achieve a masters degree in communication disorders.  She did it!  All her hard work paid off.  We were thrilled for her and the progress she made over the last six years.  Way to go Bug!  She is now working in the Alpine School District as a speech pathologist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to go to Minneapolis and "help" Brittanie and Marcus Darrington with their third baby, Will!  It was more like a vacation to play with two darling girls and their baby brother.  Marc is a wonderful father - it was kind of weird to see him in that roll ;)  They were a sweet family and so fun to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after I returned, Frankie went to Casper to drive his mom to Grand Junction, Colorado.  Frankie's oldest brother retired and the HMO he was the CEO of had a big shindig.  Frankie's brother, Rod, was able to fly in as well.  He had such a good time.  The scary part was that he was giving his mom computer tips - anyone who knows Frankie know that as a family, we never imagined him giving anyone help on the computer!  Way to go Frankie!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Frankie was gone and David worked,  Jessie orchestrated their move into a new townhome.  Man, talk about family stepping up big!  Terry, Savannah, Roz, Brad, Tanner, Jackie, Mark, and Dan helped move. We did it all in one trip thanks to everyone's trucks and Terry's trailer!  And of course, Camille watched Bella!  Thanks to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to wrap it up our nephew, Travis, got married to Betsey!  We love them both.  The next day our cousin, Markell got married.  We are excited for both couples.  Needless to say, life has been incredibly busy with good things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September. . .we hope is slower. . .and we hope to be home more. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-3909283325728814023?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3909283325728814023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=3909283325728814023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/3909283325728814023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/3909283325728814023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s no place like home. . .'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-767470435073449294</id><published>2009-08-13T01:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:27:08.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the beat goes on...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes do you feel like life is passing you by and somehow you are on the slow train and no matter how fast you try to move forward you are stuck in mud?  My lists seems to dominate my time and they are increasing in length and difficulty.  The things I really want to do go undone; part of the things that "have" to be done get done and the rest roll over to another list another day. . . BLAH!  I wish I could scoop my kids up in my arms and transport us all back to when they were little and the hardest decision was what to make for dinner and making sure we played hard all day. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story:  Don't blog late at night when you are melancholy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-767470435073449294?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/767470435073449294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=767470435073449294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/767470435073449294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/767470435073449294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-beat-goes-on.html' title='And the beat goes on...'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-452218891536207468</id><published>2009-08-05T22:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:28:46.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to begin. . .</title><content type='html'>The top ten reasons I don't want to write this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to catch up is frustrating and ruthless with the month we just experienced!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am not clever and you all are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would have to write pages to cover the great trip to Las Vegas, ie pool, hotel, midnight bowling, dance competitions, shopping, fun! fun! fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My nephew Taylor is now 16, that would age me greatly to write about all of my memories of good times with "Tay Tay".  He is awesome and I absolutely adore him; however, the age thing you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I write about Taylor's birthday then I must give a shout out to Grandma Luke, Terry, Jill, Stephanie, Robert, Grandpa Parry, Matt, Stacie, and on and on. Then what I want to remember about them etc. It would be endless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really don't want to have to write about Frankie, Cody, Larkin, David, and Jessie going to the Incubus concert on July 16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It would make me sad to think that Jack's Pack is over for another year.  It was so fun to watch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are truly not enough words to adequately describe the trip Larkin and I took to Indiana, Illinois, Michigan, and Wisconsin (thanks navigator bug)!  We went for my Grandma Luke's surprise 90th birthday party.  a HUGE shout out to Cousin Cara for planning it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would have to sit in one place long enough. . . AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You would be able to see how incredibly blessed my life is and think I was spoiled :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-452218891536207468?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/452218891536207468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=452218891536207468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/452218891536207468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/452218891536207468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-to-begin.html' title='Where to begin. . .'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-2248277910867089832</id><published>2009-06-10T21:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:09:08.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad but true</title><content type='html'>So today Frankie was supposed to be a witness for one of the people who broke into the store about a month ago. His mom and "meth head" sister were there, but he was not. He had waived his preliminary hearing. . . noone told us, so there we sat. While sitting there. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice looking young man was brought in for his preliminary hearing in handcuffs and leg shackles (?). His parents were sitting beside me. His mother was trying to maintain some type of composure. However, tears filled her eyes and quietly trickled down her face. I wanted to cry with her; such a sad looking face. I pondered that her tears were not because of her feelings, but because she loved her son so much. She recognized that his decisions had taken him down a path that would cause him problems. . .I wanted to reach out and hug her but realized that would probably be crossing MANY boundaries! When we were leaving we ran into the detective in the hall. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed us the picture (read mug shot) of another suspect they were trying to arrest today for the break in. It took my breath away. . .we knew him. Now I really felt like crying. He played babe ruth with David one year. I had tried to be a good friend to his mother and to him. His mother had surgery and we had helped with meals etc. He had been in the store shopping etc. I knew their family was dysfunctional and that this was the path of least resistance for him; however, I hoped. . . but the drugs, alcohol, and gangs were too much temptation. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I am feeling pretty sad. Is it better to hope and be sad or accept and harden ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news: I LOVE MY CHILDREN! How grateful I am that they are safe and sound. &lt;em&gt;Although, David is outside in the rain working at the airport tonight. . .He is working&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More good news: I love my husband for understanding my sadness today. &lt;em&gt;I don't think I am allowed to go to court with him next time though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for listening/reading if you made it this far.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Much love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-2248277910867089832?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2248277910867089832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=2248277910867089832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2248277910867089832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2248277910867089832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad-but-true.html' title='Sad but true'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-2269025627870547455</id><published>2009-05-23T20:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:50:11.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two random thoughts!</title><content type='html'>I just realized that the previous post sounds like a command. . . it was really two separate thoughts. . . Example:  Venting over the rude customer.  Secondly: Shout out to larkin. . . My apologies to anyone who actually reads this. . . I really was not trying to be bossy or obnoxious (unlike the customer who kept me late ;)  The title of the previous post just sounds rude!  I am sorry :(  It was not said in a rude voice at all. . .however, it is hard to hear my voice in the world of blog, bummer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-2269025627870547455?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2269025627870547455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=2269025627870547455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2269025627870547455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2269025627870547455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-random-thoughts.html' title='Two random thoughts!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-8319575965161738784</id><published>2009-05-20T08:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:30:09.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get off the phone and congratulate Larkin!</title><content type='html'>SO if you go into a store five minutes before they close, do NOT get on your cell phone and talk for 20 minutes instead of staying focused on the task at hand and leaving so the people there can go to an important softball game!!!! (This has been a public service announcement, we will now return to your regularly scheduled blog post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just wanted to give a shout out to LARKIN! She has turned in all of her thesis stuff and even collected and analyzed the forgotten data. Thank you, thank you to all who returned and read the extra sentences! Way to go, Idaho! I was pondering how she got to this point. She has really done it on her own. Although in junior high and high school, she would ask me to proof read papers and then be offended when I would offer suggestions. The kind of proof reading "don't tell me if there is a typo or misspelling or grammatical error." But to be totally honest she truly has blossomed into a confident, educated, compassionate, articulate, amazing, beautiful young woman. We love her more than she can possibly know. (Those of you who know me realize that I don't normally sing the praises of my children, but receiving a masters requires a nod from your folks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie has been in Casper visiting his mom and brothers/sister-in-laws. He comes home today and that is probably a good thing. This working stuff makes it hard to keep up at home. Plus, I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Jessie are on a cruise. I think today they are in Cayman, I bet the wind isn't blowing there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good here, even the hard parts. Funny how you think when you get old like me, you will have it figured out. It is a myth. I learn more now than I have ever before, maybe I am more teachable? At any rate, gratitude is such an important lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-8319575965161738784?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8319575965161738784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=8319575965161738784' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8319575965161738784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8319575965161738784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-off-phone-and-congratulate-larkin.html' title='Get off the phone and congratulate Larkin!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-8759551804369107580</id><published>2009-05-03T22:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:20:01.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SLACKER, for sure</title><content type='html'>I felt I needed to update our blog even though I have nothing specific to write about.  I wish I could be witty etc. I so enjoy reading your blogs:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had rain almost every day!  It is wonderful for the grass and flowers.  Maybe not so wonderful for being outside.  Summer will come soon enough.  The tulips are finally opening up.  I love tulips in bloom; does anything scream spring quite like them?  We love the fun of flowers popping up and seeing which ones do better each year depending on the weather etc.  This year the winner so far is the berginia.  They are pretty awesome.  The lilacs do not even have buds on them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to type a story about forgetting where I parked in the POURING RAIN and thinking that someone had stolen my car. . . I am a little paranoid now since someone broke into the store last Sunday night/Monday early morning.  Nobody stole the car, I was just having a senior moment, of course while getting totally drenched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to going to SLC, Utah, this weekend for my cousin, Johnny's wedding to Cassie.  It will be great fun!  We love them both!!!!  Then on the following weekend my cousin, Matt will get married and then two weeks later his brother Derek will be getting married.  Yes, spring is in the air! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give a shout out to my niece, Katelyn!  I am thinking of you and are loving my pioneer niece!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps  Don't worry I recognize this is quite possibly the lamest blog post ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-8759551804369107580?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8759551804369107580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=8759551804369107580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8759551804369107580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8759551804369107580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/slacker-for-sure.html' title='SLACKER, for sure'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-6268192525829842504</id><published>2009-04-16T15:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:26:41.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP OUR BABY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I know that we haven't written since February and we blew right through March and most of April.  You wonder what would cause me to write. . .here you go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our daughter, Larkin, is working diligently on obtaining her masters from BYU in Communication Disorders.  She needs girls between 18-40 years old who have lived in Utah their entire life.  It would require coming to the clinic on campus for about a half hour.  PLEASE if you meet this criteria let me know or if you KNOW someone. . . There are more details on her blog which is linked here under Larkin and Cody.  THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-6268192525829842504?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6268192525829842504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=6268192525829842504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/6268192525829842504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/6268192525829842504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/help-our-baby.html' title='HELP OUR BABY!!!!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-2353123622146642570</id><published>2009-02-08T20:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:31:12.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's already FEBRUARY??!?</title><content type='html'>How did February get here?  That is shocking to me.  Almost as shocking as Frankie without a beard.    Yes, you heard me, the beard is no more.  There is no facial hair on his face.  I must admit that when he hugged me and then pulled away and his face rubbed my face it totally FREAKED me out!  I am slowly getting used to it:)  Hopefully he will too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing nothing so drastic as altering my appearance:)  Oh wait, I did get new living room furniture after 16 years!  It is comfortable and Frankie and I both like.  That is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been trying some recipes from our good friends, the Darringtons, cookbook.  They are all amazing cooks so we have loved everything we have tried!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was "warm" enough to walk outside three days last week.  Bundled up for sure! It was great to be outside.  I am still working on not singing out loud with my ipod.  It is especially hard when "johnny and june" and other uptempo songs come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and David have been here for a few weeks and will be moving on to their own apartment in a couple of weeks.  They are excited to have their own place with their own stuff!  Jessie is working at the bank full time and David is at Sky West full time. They are getting ready for school here. Jessie just took the ACT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is getting ready to gear up for the construction to pick up.  He finished a big project of creating and presenting an employee handbook for the company.  He took the GMAT and is preparing for the LSAT.  And last but not LEAST!  Larkin passed her prospectus and is moving forward toward completing her masters in speech pathology/audiology!  You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I cheated by writing about the kids.  I do have to say that I had a date this last week with Tanner to Red Robin and then to Taylor's basketball game.  It was awesome!  Thanks to you both for providing me with such a fun night:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-2353123622146642570?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2353123622146642570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=2353123622146642570' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2353123622146642570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/2353123622146642570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-already-february.html' title='It&apos;s already FEBRUARY??!?'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-4816832063107294651</id><published>2009-01-28T20:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:05:10.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMPLE JOYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SYEpUf_vrjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-zd4U6hkXxg/s1600-h/DSCN0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SYEpUf_vrjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-zd4U6hkXxg/s400/DSCN0740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560068927401522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Frankie &lt;/span&gt;playing his latest addition.  Actually tuning it, because he told &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt; he could play it first, when he got off work at midnight:)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you all know, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Frankie&lt;/span&gt; and I are fairly private and simple peeps;)  But I must say, when he is strumming and looking so handsome, THAT is one of life's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;SIMPLE JOYS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has played for both of the bambinos. . .especially when they were sick:(  He played for me whenever sleep was not my friend.  Although the amp gets LOUD and I prefer the acoustic. . . it makes me smile and enjoy life's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;SIMPLE JOYS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-4816832063107294651?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4816832063107294651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=4816832063107294651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4816832063107294651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4816832063107294651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/simple-joys.html' title='SIMPLE JOYS'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SYEpUf_vrjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-zd4U6hkXxg/s72-c/DSCN0740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-1588681418905169494</id><published>2009-01-01T20:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:44:57.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i was told a blog without pictures was BORING and i need to post pictures! So here you go: New Year's Eve at the stroke of midnight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286534212363722242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SV2K21zjngI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-5zzBMUFsZ8/s320/DSCN0730%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My brother-in-law, Brad, said he would be dead if he chose to let off confetti at their house. . . it really wasn't hard to clean up the next morning, and it beat being outside in the COLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SV2MH4ZxQVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/c-2nFCXTm7M/s1600-h/DSCN0738%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535604630274386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SV2MH4ZxQVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/c-2nFCXTm7M/s400/DSCN0738%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These beautiful girls are from left to right, my nieces Camille (Boo) and Savannah, my daughter-in-law Jessie, and daughter Larkin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They came to SLC with me for my LAST doctor's appointment for six months!  Yea!  All is well with my health and more importantly, I had so much fun with the distraction of good shopping, good food, and good times with four of my favorite people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We took a picture by this fountain on temple square because none of us remembered this fountain and wondered if it was new?!?  It was sweet irregardless.  It was a beautiful night with so many fond memories.  I love these girls and am grateful they were able to come.  We did miss those who couldn't and thought of them.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am working on my new year's resolution of reconnecting with people that mean a lot to me.  Please consider yourself one of these people if you are reading this:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Much love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-1588681418905169494?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1588681418905169494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=1588681418905169494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1588681418905169494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/1588681418905169494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SV2K21zjngI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-5zzBMUFsZ8/s72-c/DSCN0730%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-7374695188922469045</id><published>2008-12-02T22:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:40:09.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COME WHAT MAY, and LOVE IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;One of THE best talks I have ever heard was delivered by JOSEPH B. WIRTHLIN just a couple of months ago. He is an apostle just like in the days of the Savior's time. He passed away last night, and I instantly thought of this talk . . .if you want to read the whole thing which contains hilarious stories, you can go to lds.org and click on general conference talks Saturday morning for October 2008. Here are a couple of my favorite thoughts from this talk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way we react to adversity can be a major factor in how happy and successful we can be in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have learned a few things that have helped me through times of testing and trial. I would like to share them with you: . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The first thing we can do is learn to LAUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; . . .The second thing we can do is seek for the ETERNAL. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The third thing we can do is undertand the principle of COMPENSATION. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The fourth thing we can do is put our TRUST in our HEAVENLY FATHER and HIS SON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I hope you will take time to read the stories that go along with his talk. It was a classic! Hope all is well with each and every one of you. Much Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-7374695188922469045?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7374695188922469045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=7374695188922469045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7374695188922469045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7374695188922469045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/come-what-may-and-love-it.html' title='COME WHAT MAY, and LOVE IT!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-7647868613781979882</id><published>2008-11-27T19:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:59:16.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ulips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;olidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bungalow house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;itchenware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;uper sweet primary students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;randmas and grandpas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ce cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ery dear munchkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;cicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ephews, great ones too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;uitar playing husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;iblings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you remember doing these poems in grade school?  I do!  HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-7647868613781979882?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7647868613781979882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=7647868613781979882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7647868613781979882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7647868613781979882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-906681375413948342</id><published>2008-11-23T20:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:37:38.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO SHOWERS AND A CRAFT FAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So nothing much new here. We did have a shower for Stacie (Rob's fiancee) and went to Traci's shower!  The craft fair at Bonneville (shout out to Jessie) was marginal.  Nothing new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So, I'm glad you all have exciting lives that you blog about.  That is it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Much love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-906681375413948342?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/906681375413948342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=906681375413948342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/906681375413948342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/906681375413948342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-showers-and-craft-fair.html' title='TWO SHOWERS AND A CRAFT FAIR'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-4450938054096311510</id><published>2008-11-10T22:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:03:02.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout out to our friend Rob Rogers!</title><content type='html'>Our friend, Rob, writes for a newspaper in Redding, California.  We love Rob and his wife, Urpy (I mean Becky).  They have three beautiful little girls who are 7,6,and 2.  Rob is pretty cool if we do say so ourselves, not to brag about having a cool friend!  So Rob wrote about the individual preferences the girls have to torture each other, commonly known as sibling rivalry.  We all did it!  You know the attitude; I can beat up my brother but don't you dare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Urpy are responsible parents (how could you be cool if you weren't).  Anyway, the response from the readers was scary!  So to make you feel better or worse, we are going to share a couple of incidents at the expense of our children:)  Sorry Bugs and Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larkin in general was pretty good with David.  However, she had a bad habit of flinging things. . . shoes, pencils, pens, whatever was handy.  David has a really pretty scar right by his eye from a projectile thrown by his sibling.  I do believe that was the last time she threw anything at him.  However, she did launch a shoe that caused a lot of damage to a guitar (that was an expensive lesson for her). It SCARED her bad enough to cure her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David lived to "torture" Larkin.  He soon found that he could inflict pain and receive the laughter which occurs when she is in pain.  He also had a bad habit of slamming doors. . .with or without fingers in them.  So I had David put his hand in the door jam, and you guessed it!  SLAMMED the door, not.  But they both thought I was going to. . .and it SCARED him enough to not do it anymore.  The same tactic worked to cure him of his biting. . .actually I think Larkin finally bit him back (without any punishment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We guess the moral of the story is all kids have some form of pushing buttons on their siblings.  However, for the record, Larkin and David were best friends.  Yes, he still gives her "dead arms" and she laughs.  Maybe she laughs because she knows that is the reaction he wants. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-4450938054096311510?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4450938054096311510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=4450938054096311510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4450938054096311510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/4450938054096311510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/11/shout-out-to-our-friend-rob-rogers.html' title='Shout out to our friend Rob Rogers!'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-7240286252987176</id><published>2008-11-04T13:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:33:45.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplify. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last night my bedtime reading material (doesn't everyone read to unwind?) was the conference edition of the Ensign which came in the mail!  Frankie had told me about Dieter Uchtdorf's message in the priesthood session and suggested I read it.  He has never led me astray thus far so I dove right in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the caption sums up his talk, "&lt;em&gt;Every priesthood holder stands at a unique place and has an important task that only he can perform&lt;/em&gt;." This could be said of all, he was just speaking in a priesthood session.  I really doubt sometimes my importance in the BIG picture.  However, my small little contribution CAN only be done by me.  I really do try to do what is right and be a help to those around me.  Anyway. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped right into a talk I remembered by L. Tom Perry, his caption, "&lt;em&gt;In our search to obtain relief from the stresses of life, may we earnestly seek ways to simplify our lives."&lt;/em&gt;   He talks about Thoreau's experiences at Walden Pond.  Thoreau determined we need four basic things: food, shelter, clothing and fuel.   Sometimes we complicate life, don't we?   I am grateful for the blessings of these four items in my life. My favorite quote from this talk was William Bradford,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In righteousness there is great simplicity. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In every case that confronts us in life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is either a right way or a wrong way to proceed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we choose the right way, we are sustained in our actions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the principles of righteousness, in the which there is power from the heavens.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we choose the wrong way and act on that choice, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is no such heavenly promise or power, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we are along and are destined to fail."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay&lt;/em&gt;, I need all the help I can get, I hope that I choose mostly right ways. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I have stalled as long as possible.  I accidentally erased my quicken data and now must recreate some of it. . . AAGH!  I am wondering if I must recreate it all. . .nope don't think so.  Procrastination is my middle name, but alas I must begin.  .  .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-7240286252987176?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7240286252987176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=7240286252987176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7240286252987176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/7240286252987176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/11/simplify.html' title='Simplify. . .'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-8919312195009899638</id><published>2008-10-30T11:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:30:49.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIAL AND ERROR</title><content type='html'>I realize that I am going to learn many things about this blog by trial and error. . .as is true in life!  Today I am trying out how to put a title on the blog.  You are all so clever at coming up with catchy titles. . . props to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for the day:  At 3:00am we received an automated call alerting us to a missing 8 year old girl.  She left her house around 9:30 pm without shoes and it was cold last night.  They found her walking down her street toward her house at 3:37 am!  No details other than a little girl was found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if the title worked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-8919312195009899638?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8919312195009899638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=8919312195009899638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8919312195009899638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/8919312195009899638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/trial-and-error.html' title='TRIAL AND ERROR'/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-895995388856935818</id><published>2008-10-28T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:54:09.397-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET US BE TRUTHFUL IN ALL WE DO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today at the store (yes I got to work with Frankie ALL day. . .it was my lucky day!), a lady called inquiring for her "brother" if he could exchange an insulated bib for the correct size. He did not have a receipt, mmm that is the first red flag! Did he remember how he paid, I can look up credit/debit card transactions? Nope, hmmm second red flag! What type and size is it? An R38 size 44x36 and he needs a 44x30. Hmmm third red flag. . .they don't make that size in this bib! Fourth red flag, I am sure those of you wear a 36" inseam in a pant would never mistakingly purchase a 30" inseam pant. . .it works both ways. The fifth red flag was that a man had already made a run at returning an identical size of bibs (but in a style that size is made in) last week!!! I smell a rat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this bother me? Because his work purchased them and Frankie talked to them more than once about sizing, but they were macho and new much more than we possibly could. Consequently, there is a man in bibs which are 6" TOO long and quite honestly 2 sizes too big around! Maybe next time he will listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-895995388856935818?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/895995388856935818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=895995388856935818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/895995388856935818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/895995388856935818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-today-at-store-yes-i-got-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33357688.post-5377916929219151948</id><published>2008-10-27T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:03:39.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I am not sure if I will be able to post this. . .so we'll keep it short and sweet.  With the transition into "empty nesters" in full swing, I find myself reading my family members' blogs more often.  So this is a shout out to all of you who entertain us with your witty stories and informative blogs!  Well, I will leave you with one short story and then we will see if I can figure out the way to post this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Picture a VERY excited 5 year old going to lunch (yes at Subway) for her birthday.  She is surrounded by her mom, dad, 3 year old sister, and baby brother.  Talking loudly she exclaims, "This is the best birthday lunch ever!"  Every comment is made loud and for ALL to hear.  She definitely wants all the attention.  Then she softens her voices, looks up at her dad, and simply states, "The best birthday present ever is that my daddy loves my mommy."  I did not make this story up.  Yes, I did fight back the tears and thought what a good mommy and daddy she must have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Much love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33357688-5377916929219151948?l=tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5377916929219151948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33357688&amp;postID=5377916929219151948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/5377916929219151948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33357688/posts/default/5377916929219151948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammi-hopkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-not-sure-if-i-will-be-able-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tammi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09719947630372003435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ERO3McK8CFs/SvsAJuZexLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nGwD2MFHMm8/S220/DSCN0796.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
