<?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-1224081077318467238</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:20:36.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tauren &amp; Lori Carlson</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-5272957232587155786</id><published>2009-03-14T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:59:55.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyJnSVGEEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XTv9m_09mb4/s1600-h/IMG_1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyJnSVGEEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XTv9m_09mb4/s320/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272968418562114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyIzZz5XaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jJfOOiPt4g8/s1600-h/IMG_1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyIzZz5XaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jJfOOiPt4g8/s320/IMG_1630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272077073604002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyIzN5KygI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wo8ILN32TNQ/s1600-h/IMG_1614.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/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyIzN5KygI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wo8ILN32TNQ/s320/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272073874491906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyIyyYxc2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4Kwhdn89kIM/s1600-h/IMG_1613.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/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyIyyYxc2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4Kwhdn89kIM/s320/IMG_1613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272066490856290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is just 2 days before our anniversary, so this week we are very focused on love and each other. Valentines day this year ended up being on a Saturday, which is great for most people but since tauren works weekend, it posed a challenge to our celebrations. What we ended up doing was that we had a romantic home made dinner. I made one of our favorite casseroles and we exchanged gifts we had for each other. He got me a teddy bear (i love and collect them), flowers which were beautiful, and chocolates yummy, is my man awesome or what? I made him his gift, it was a candy gram, i remember making and receiving them when i was little and i think they are so neat, anyway i think it turned out perfect, and he liked it. The candy gram said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;big hunk&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bit-o-honey&lt;/span&gt; that makes me &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;snickers&lt;/span&gt; and have &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;butterfingers&lt;/span&gt;. You are so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kissable&lt;/span&gt; and are worth more to me than &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;100 grand&lt;/span&gt;. I would go all the way to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mars&lt;/span&gt; just to be with you. There are more stars in my eyes for you than in the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;milkyway&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Huggs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kisses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sweetart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was simple and heartfelt and a beautiful valentines day for the both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-5272957232587155786?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/5272957232587155786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=5272957232587155786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/5272957232587155786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/5272957232587155786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2009/03/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines day'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyJnSVGEEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XTv9m_09mb4/s72-c/IMG_1611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-8290322334143606862</id><published>2009-03-14T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:42:18.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Anniversary Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyG6_wX4vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TncV92FpR-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyG6_wX4vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TncV92FpR-Y/s320/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313270008495203058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyFxjscLiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/re-GPExssUE/s1600-h/IMG_1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyFxjscLiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/re-GPExssUE/s320/IMG_1603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313268746832064034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first anniversary in my opinion was awesome. We didn't do anything huge, but it was just spent time together. We went out to macaroni grill, which is so yummy! We got each other gifts, he got me an absolutely gorgeous water globe from things remembered, it was an anniversary one and he got it engraved.I got him a picture from that we like the was from things remembered as well that i got engraved with "happy anniversary" on it. Also as part of my gift for him we are getting our picture taken by his talented sister, Sarah, which is perfect. We are still so in love and so excited to see our lives unfold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-8290322334143606862?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/8290322334143606862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=8290322334143606862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/8290322334143606862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/8290322334143606862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-anniversary-blog.html' title='First Anniversary Blog'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/SbyG6_wX4vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TncV92FpR-Y/s72-c/IMG_1610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-811994645303050781</id><published>2008-12-17T00:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:20:06.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="420" height="312" &gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1171960&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1" 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Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-6498785537279563436</id><published>2008-12-07T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:49:33.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlson/Donahue Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/O/storage/site1/files/85/37/92/853792_9094547f6ac3949y30la07.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celeb&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyODcxMTY3ODcwMCZwdD*xMjI4NzExNzY*MTgyJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*zMjkwZTk3ZDBlNDI*MGM1YjU3ZDhjZDllNTgxZTYxNQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-6498785537279563436?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/6498785537279563436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-906795652757124480</id><published>2008-12-07T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T06:12:21.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--- blog subject ---&gt;&lt;!--- blog body ---&gt;         &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I have been writing a kinda true kinda fictional/fantasy story. i am still constantly making changes and adding and deleting, but tell me what you think so far: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The Prince and Princess Carlson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;By Lori Carlson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;    Once upon a time, classic opening to classic stories. In these stories there are always damsiles in distress, princes that rescue, evil plots to ruin everything and of coarse happily ever after's. The story you are going to hear certainly may not be well known however it deffinatly has all of the things that make stories worth telling. There of coarse is a princess, what good story doesn't have one, the one in this tale isn't ordinary. She has long locks of chestnut hair, her eyes are the color of caramel. Her beauty is only matched by her kind heart and genteel personality. This princess's name was Lori. She was in desperate need of a prince to rescue her. You see the king and queen were always trying to control her every decision and run her life the way they planned. She wanted to meet her prince and fall in love. The queen and king thought she was too young to meet her prince. She know she was ready and wanted to be a wife . One monday evening in may She unknowingly, unintentionally met her prince.The prince of her dreams ,the prince she was longing for. He has mahogany toned hair and a magnificent shade of emerald eyes.He is very strong and endearing. They started off having group dinners and events. The princess desperatly wanted to court her intended. After some time of being with many couples the prince inquired of the princess to see if she would court him. Her answer was unquestionably  yes.The couple cherished the time they had together. They were always watching royal performances and eating feasts. They immediately fell in love. They could feel it in every kiss and touch they shared. Soon after they began courting the prince decided to inquire of his love for her hand in  marrage. The incontestable answer she gave was of course, yes. The ring he bestowed upon her was breathtaking however the was no better gift then having him as her prince.  The inseparable couple loved planning their wedding day, however disaster struck. There was a fire in the kingdom, they had to flee to a aunts castle. All was well soon afterward. There was much devastation in the land, but the lovers were together and the royal families were thriving. The couple soon got back to their planning and were happy to be together. The king and queen wanted to test the intentions of the prince and so they held a royal joust and he had to fight to keep his bride. The strong handsome prince won the rite to his prize, his love. The happy couple were to face tragedy once more before they were joined in marrage. The princesses grandmother fell ill and shortly passed away. Though the princesses sorrow was great, she know she would see her grandmother again. The day of the ceremony many royalty gathered from near and far to celebrate the joyous day of union. The wedding took place in the most beautiful castle in all the land.  As a gift to the newlyweds the king and queen gave them a trip to a  tropical island.  While on this island the couple enjoyed the beach and wildlife there. While on their trip the couple meet natives and learned about their cultures and customs They loved everything about it, but mostly being together.When the excursion was over the couple lived in the princesses parents kingdom. Soon after returning to the land the princes royal duties needed attending. The princess didn't like that, she wanted to spend every minute with him. However she knew he had  no choice. She did have the companionship of her mother, sister-in-law and niece while living with the king and queen.The castle was in total chaos however and they both knew they had to leave. The couple  fled the kingdom to rule their own land. The prince and princess ultimately got there own castle and ruled there.  The princess was lonely when the prince had to work  and she was alone. The prince decided to solve this by getting his princess some companions. Athena, Hannah, and johnny applesead.  The princess loved her companions. All is well in the land. The power struggle is no more, the men have their own land. The prince and princess are elated with their life. Alas, the story is over for now, there is more to come as the prince and princess rule in there kingdom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-906795652757124480?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/906795652757124480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=906795652757124480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/906795652757124480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/906795652757124480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/12/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-3974728936078074538</id><published>2008-12-07T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T06:07:03.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXrUEeAaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4q3a1G9huNE/s1600-h/IMG_1526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXrUEeAaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4q3a1G9huNE/s320/IMG_1526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277048527516467618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXqxLLz8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1_FbS5Lwj5w/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXqxLLz8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1_FbS5Lwj5w/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277048518149394370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXqrWQpxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JSlMFFzy_-A/s1600-h/IMG_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXqrWQpxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JSlMFFzy_-A/s320/IMG_1524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277048516585236242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXqIlSrxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nH-8CK8_Iro/s1600-h/IMG_1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXqIlSrxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nH-8CK8_Iro/s320/IMG_1523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277048507253042962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people in readers land,&lt;br /&gt;As you all know it is Christmas time, this is my FAVORITE time of the year. I can't believe that it is already here.  I love the decorating and the gorgeous lights and decorations that are around. My favorite things is the Family time and the spirit that is in the air. Everyone is in the best mood, and i love the time to focus on Christ and the story of his birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted this to be a little bit of an update into our life. Tauren is still working at Barona. I am not rally doing Mary Kay anymore, being my own boss wasn't really for me. I am going to start looking for a job this week. We are not really attending church right now, but i am going to try to go back, i have been on taurens night schedule and need to change. I think i mentioned this in another post, but we have three guinea pigs, Athena, Hannah and johnny Appleseed. They are so cute! I'll post some pictures so you guys can see them. We love them so much! They're our kids for now.  well i can't think of anything else to say. so i'll just say good bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-3974728936078074538?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3974728936078074538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=3974728936078074538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3974728936078074538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3974728936078074538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-people-in-readers-land-as-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/STvXrUEeAaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4q3a1G9huNE/s72-c/IMG_1526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-8487896468641788897</id><published>2008-12-07T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T05:12:43.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas survey, nice people do it</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wrapping paper or gift bags?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Wrapping paper, it's fun to tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Artificial or real tree?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Real Tree...but this year we are going with a fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When do you put up a tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; First day of December, and already decorated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When do you take it down?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When we take the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you like eggnog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Never had it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite gift received as a child?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Can't think of a particular one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hardest person to buy for?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Easiest person to buy for?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you have a nativity scene?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yep, one my daddy made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mail or email Christmas cards?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mail, it's fun to get things in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Worst Christmas gift you ever received?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Never had a bad one, i am easy to but for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite Christmas Movie?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The grinch that stole Christmas, with jim carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When do you start shopping for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;no, my gramy used to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite thing to eat at Christmas time?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Christmas Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lights on the tree?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Duh how can you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite Christmas song?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;serious song: christmas shoes &amp;amp; silent night, kiddish one: Alvin and the chipmunks  singing Christmas don't be late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Travel at Christmas or stay home?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Travel to family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Angel on the tree top or a star?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I like both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Open presents on Christmas Eve or morning?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;One on Christmas Eve and the rest on Christmas morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Most annoying thing about this time of the year?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Not having enough $$$$ to buy everyone ALL the things I want to get them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite Ornament theme or color? ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We have childhood ones and also theme red and gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite for Christmas dinner?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;With Family, that is all that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you want for Christmas this year?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;26. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Who is most likely to respond to this?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Nice People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Who is least likely to respond to this?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Naughty People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-8487896468641788897?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/8487896468641788897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=8487896468641788897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/8487896468641788897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/8487896468641788897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-survey-nice-people-do-it.html' title='Christmas survey, nice people do it'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-3526695528843661759</id><published>2008-07-15T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:27:16.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life update.</title><content type='html'>Hey i figured that since we hadn't blogged in awhile that i would.  There are tons of things that have been going on since we last blogged. i started a job working for a nursing placement company and hated it so i quit and started my own business selling Mary Kay and absolutely love it. I am going to Dallas Texas for a Mary Kay seminar. Tauren still works at barona, however is switching from grave to swing, which is exciting, he will have more of a day. We are finally getting out of my moms house where we have been living since we got married, and are now moving to an apartment. We are so excited. well i can't think of anything else that is going on, so till next time, see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-3526695528843661759?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3526695528843661759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=3526695528843661759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3526695528843661759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3526695528843661759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-update.html' title='life update.'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-8712208445184973399</id><published>2008-04-10T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:19:27.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating Our Lives</title><content type='html'>I have been reading quite a bit of motivational literature and have been impressed by the idea that our lives are a reflection of our thoughts. I realize that it is so true. Whenever we complain about things in our lives, we are ultimately disempowering ourselves. You can always blame outside circumstances. If we live our lives by outside circumstances, then we are not in control of our lives. We are like some one caught in a raging river with no way of escape. However, we can always choose how we react to circumstances, that is where the power is.   The equation is thus, "Outside Event + Reaction = Outcome." We always have power over the outcome of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am realizing that if I want to make positive change in my life, I have to change my thoughts. I am taking full responsibility of my life and realizing I do have the power to do whatever I want to do with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-8712208445184973399?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/8712208445184973399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=8712208445184973399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/8712208445184973399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/8712208445184973399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/04/creating-our-lives.html' title='Creating Our Lives'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-3593023806727777680</id><published>2008-03-08T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T11:15:55.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag i'm it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long have you and your significant other been together? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married almost 3 weeks together 9 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who eats more?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to be tauren, but now he is on a diet so i think me &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who said “I love you” first?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauren did, he was soo nervious &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is taller? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sings better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tauren, i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is smarter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauren by far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the laundry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both right now &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the dishes? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly tauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tauren&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who pays the bills?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tauren&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who mows the lawn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lawn to mow, but it would be tauren if we did&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who cooks dinner?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who drives when you are together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more stubborn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the first to admit when they’re wrong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm, thats a tough one, I guess I would say tauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose parents do you see the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine maybe, just cuz we live with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who kissed who first?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tauren kissed me first &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who proposed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauren, it was perfect, on the beach at sunset with some stars and the moon out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more sensitive?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have the same amount.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more siblings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauren most deff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tag sara, have fun, your it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-3593023806727777680?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3593023806727777680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=3593023806727777680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3593023806727777680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3593023806727777680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag i&apos;m it'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-6336901533211273330</id><published>2008-03-05T17:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:43:43.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89MJZPkQUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AyOq0KkLzd8/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89ImZPkQKI/AAAAAAAAABs/SD8jX513rwY/s320/IMG_0895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174434321320394914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89InJPkQLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aST-o5NXzfY/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89InJPkQLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aST-o5NXzfY/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174434334205296818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89InpPkQMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VmOiv2M1Btk/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89InpPkQMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VmOiv2M1Btk/s320/IMG_0986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174434342795231426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89IoJPkQNI/AAAAAAAAACE/MUuqxbcFgTM/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89IoJPkQNI/AAAAAAAAACE/MUuqxbcFgTM/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174434351385166034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89Io5PkQOI/AAAAAAAAACM/vMyA4JrStSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89Io5PkQOI/AAAAAAAAACM/vMyA4JrStSQ/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174434364270067938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-4749962379219247915?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/4749962379219247915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=4749962379219247915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/4749962379219247915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/4749962379219247915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-honeymoon-pictures.html' title='more honeymoon pictures'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89ImZPkQKI/AAAAAAAAABs/SD8jX513rwY/s72-c/IMG_0895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-3674456704687281470</id><published>2008-03-05T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:17:16.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONEYMOON! CAN I GET A WHAT WHAT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FnZPkQFI/AAAAAAAAABE/ncIfM_m3EFg/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FnZPkQFI/AAAAAAAAABE/ncIfM_m3EFg/s320/IMG_0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174431039965380690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89Fn5PkQGI/AAAAAAAAABM/2FxizDNa6Bs/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89Fn5PkQGI/AAAAAAAAABM/2FxizDNa6Bs/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174431048555315298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89Fo5PkQHI/AAAAAAAAABU/Qqqg7RJ03qg/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89Fo5PkQHI/AAAAAAAAABU/Qqqg7RJ03qg/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174431065735184498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FppPkQII/AAAAAAAAABc/lwWSTy2etZs/s1600-h/IMG_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FppPkQII/AAAAAAAAABc/lwWSTy2etZs/s320/IMG_0857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174431078620086402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FqJPkQJI/AAAAAAAAABk/4pHK9RsC6R8/s1600-h/IMG_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FqJPkQJI/AAAAAAAAABk/4pHK9RsC6R8/s320/IMG_0904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174431087210021010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Hawaii for our honeymoon. We loved every minute of it, we left from San Diego airport on sunday at 2:30 and arrived at Honolulu airport at about 5pm while we were there we visited the Polonesian Cultural Center, the Pinapple plantation, Northshore, Haimama bay and went on a sunset dinner cruise.  We are already planning out next trip  to the beautiful island. We made friends with some of the locals. lol.&lt;span class="pagetext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-3674456704687281470?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/3674456704687281470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=3674456704687281470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3674456704687281470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/3674456704687281470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/honeymoon-can-i-get-what-what.html' title='HONEYMOON! CAN I GET A WHAT WHAT!!'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R89FnZPkQFI/AAAAAAAAABE/ncIfM_m3EFg/s72-c/IMG_0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-5631487036501388053</id><published>2008-03-05T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:52:00.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R88_8ZPkQEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZBabfCN0y8o/s1600-h/s6300107s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R88_8ZPkQEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZBabfCN0y8o/s320/s6300107s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174424803672866882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-5631487036501388053?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/5631487036501388053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=5631487036501388053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/5631487036501388053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/5631487036501388053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/wedding-photos.html' title='wedding photos'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cSqea3ljUzA/R88_8ZPkQEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZBabfCN0y8o/s72-c/s6300107s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-6426230000668473748</id><published>2008-03-05T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:49:12.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>The planning of the wedding was deffinatly crazy and there was way more to planning a wedding than I ever thought. There were so many details and every little thing had to be thought of. I would have to say that in my opinion everything was perfect. I loved everything about that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We had to set up for the reception on friday at 10pm because the spanish branch had a valentines party. We had some help which we are very thankful for. the reception was absolutly beautifully decorated with roses and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i swear i didn't sleep at all that night. i had a hair appointment at 6:30am and had to be in the temple at 9. We were late because of me.  Tauren was going crazy because of nerves and he hates to be late to anything. I was just excited and it seemed very surreal. we got married at about 10:30 and it was beautiful I loved the special bridal room and all of the attendence that helped me. It was amazing seeing tauren in the celestial room. I loved him so much! then we got out and took pictures for hours. I loved it but others got bored fast. Then we ate at El Torrito. It was so good. Then tauren and I checked into our hotel. WINK WINK! The reception came next which was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was absolutly perfect i would not have changed a thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-6426230000668473748?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/6426230000668473748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=6426230000668473748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/6426230000668473748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/6426230000668473748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-2123327935887021780</id><published>2008-03-05T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:38:05.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagment</title><content type='html'>So we had been dating for a few months and always felt something special. Being with eachother had been the most exciting times of our lives. We knew that we were soulmates. We had talked about marriage and finally it began to feel that it was something that needed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Tauren got the nerve to talk to my Dad about marrying me. The talk went really good and I felt closer to her family as a result. Then, the next step was actually proposing and giving me the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of a few friends, Tauren hatched a plot to propose to me at Disneyland. Tauren purchased the ring and was ready to go. However, that day didn't feel right. There was too many things that didn't make the proposal the way he wanted it to be. So he gave up on the idea and decided to do it another day. He knew that he had to do it soon or he would be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he ended up taking me to La Jolla Shores. The plan was to do it at sunset. Everything was working out perfectly. We ate dinner and he pulled right up to a parking spot. The sun was just above the water and a line was gleaming across. We started to walk down the beach. We weren't saying much but just were awed by the beauty of the sunset in the distance. He was thinking about proposing but there were several distractions. A few surfers, a guy taking pictures of his children, and other people walking down the beach. We walked passed the pier and He started to watch the sun slowly sink under the horizon. It was perfect. Finally, we stumbled into this perfect location with a few cliffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped there and kissed. The sun was down but the soft glow was still on the horizon. The moon was out and it was in a crescent shape. A few stars had began to show. The tide was inching its way up to our location and he had started to think, "I gotta do this now." He was so nervous.Then, he got down on one knee and gave a short speech about his love for me. He pulled out the ring and asked me if I would marry him. I said yes and he put the ring on my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so happy to call eachother fiancee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-2123327935887021780?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/2123327935887021780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=2123327935887021780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/2123327935887021780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/2123327935887021780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/egagment.html' title='Engagment'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1224081077318467238.post-5254740321303455607</id><published>2008-03-04T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:13:39.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Background</title><content type='html'>Tauren and i met in the end of may and a church function and became friends. We hung out a couple of times.  He realized that we had the same drive to poway for church functions and that we would save if we carpooled. Those rides to poway was when we really learned alot about eachother and how tauren realized he wanted to date me. Our first date Was june 7th and we went to eat at buca de beppo and then saw Knocked Up. lol...nice first date movie huh? Well  we dated  about 2 months before we got engaged. We saw eachother everyday since we met and have loved every minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1224081077318467238-5254740321303455607?l=taurennlori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/feeds/5254740321303455607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1224081077318467238&amp;postID=5254740321303455607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/5254740321303455607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1224081077318467238/posts/default/5254740321303455607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taurennlori.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-background.html' title='Some Background'/><author><name>Carlson Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830994566905597784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
