<?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-29563370</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:35:08.000-08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Greg Boyd'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='unnecessaries'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='Ben Gibbard'/><category term='test'/><category term='mustaches'/><category term='job'/><category term='mouse'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='123 Book Meme'/><category term='baking'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='genius'/><category term='morning'/><category term='bill bryson'/><category term='Faith in Action'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='hand washing'/><category term='peasant'/><category term='product reviews'/><category term='b-e-a-utiful'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='abbey'/><category term='elf'/><category term='tight rolled jeans'/><category term='hilarity'/><category term='camping'/><category term='Facetiousness'/><category term='school'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='McSweeney&apos;s'/><category term='Loss'/><category term='Grandma Mick'/><category term='wordpress'/><category term='Life'/><category term='cold'/><category term='baby'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='husband'/><category term='busy'/><category term='arrested development'/><category term='fun'/><category term='lucy'/><category term='statistics'/><category term='Macs'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='www.jakebouma.com'/><category term='Brandon'/><category term='hospital'/><category term='beard'/><category term='moving'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Mice'/><category term='celebrity look-alikes'/><category term='Computer Skillz'/><category term='Family'/><category term='beach'/><category term='visit'/><category term='lists'/><category term='David Bazan'/><category term='homeless'/><category term='Today Show'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='yuck'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='Manly Man Stuff'/><category term='memories'/><category term='poor history'/><category term='wayne rooney'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='watercolor'/><category term='Chicago'/><category term='a grand day'/><category term='jake bouma'/><category term='Callum Brown'/><category term='friends'/><category term='dorm life'/><category term='turkey'/><category term='Breaks'/><category term='Zingers'/><category term='futbol'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='fashion show'/><category term='hog wild'/><category term='golf'/><category term='Brandon Barker'/><category term='Music'/><category term='paul soupiset'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Grad School'/><category term='Simpsons'/><category term='appearances'/><category term='time'/><category term='Roaches'/><category term='Idiot'/><category term='spectacles'/><category term='Mt. Dew'/><category term='food'/><category term='Television'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>life in the girls' dorm</title><subtitle type='html'>a true accounting of one couple's adventures in residence life, ministry, and academia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6932547641828209979</id><published>2008-02-26T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:18:00.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>We've Moved!</title><content type='html'>Just thought it was time for a change. Please update your links and join us over at the new and mildly improved &lt;a href="http://litgd.wordpress.com/"&gt;Life in the Girls' Dorm.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6932547641828209979?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6932547641828209979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6932547641828209979' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6932547641828209979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6932547641828209979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/02/weve-moved.html' title='We&apos;ve Moved!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2735782661211246352</id><published>2008-02-18T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:14.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spectacles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b-e-a-utiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>The New Face of the Micks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/R7pIDnsjOvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KpT3Lun8v9E/s1600-h/bandab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/R7pIDnsjOvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KpT3Lun8v9E/s320/bandab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168522749393713906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abe and I both underwent some change today. I got new spectacles...boring. Abe got a haircut...not so boring. She'd been growing it out for roughly a year and a half (save a trim or two) but had been growing tired lately of what I affectionately had deemed "yeti head." So she decided to chop it off. However, it wasn't an easy decision. After doing some quick math, she figured that if she decided to grow it out, it wouldn't be that length again until she is almost thirty. Man, we're getting old. While this distresses me a bit, it bodes well because this woman keeps getting more b-e-a-utiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-2735782661211246352?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2735782661211246352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2735782661211246352' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2735782661211246352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2735782661211246352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-face-of-micks.html' title='The New Face of the Micks'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/R7pIDnsjOvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KpT3Lun8v9E/s72-c/bandab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-4981043065381239467</id><published>2008-02-16T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T09:02:36.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Callum Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='123 Book Meme'/><title type='text'>123 Book Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jakebouma.com/"&gt;Jake Bouma&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://www.jakebouma.com/2008/02/15/the-123-book-meme/"&gt;tagged&lt;/a&gt; me in this 123 Book Meme. I believe it is a ploy to get me posting again after a rather long hiatus. Well I guess it worked and here's how the meme works:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more. No cheating! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Turn to page 123.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; (3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Find the first 5 sentences. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Post the next 3 sentences. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"He had a brutal upbringing, being beaten heavily by his father and harassed by the police for innocent games. He became repeatedly arrested for the same offence -- on every occasion, as far as he was concerned, trumped-up charges by policemen who didn't like him. He joined the Royal Navy where he was birched, and ended up in his twenties as a chimney sweep."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This passage is from Callum Brown's &lt;a href="%281%29%20Pick%20up%20the%20nearest%20book%20of%20123%20pages%20or%20more.%20No%20cheating%21%20%282%29%20Turn%20to%20page%20123.%20%283%29%20Find%20the%20first%205%20sentences.%20%284%29%20Post%20the%20next%203%20sentences.%20%285%29%20Tag%205%20people."&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Death of Christian Britain: Understanding Secularisation 1800-2000&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. In this book, Brown offers an alternative opinion on British secularization theory. Secularization theory posits Enlightenment rationalism and industrialization as the culprits responsible for Christian declension. This, theorists argue, has happened slowly, over a long period of time, since, roughly 1800. Brown’s thesis is that the decline happened not slowly over time, but abruptly around the 1960’s. Quite attached to this, Brown argues that the responsibility for the decline fell not on Enlightenment rationalism or industrialization, but on the social furor of the “swinging sixties.” Particularly, he speaks to the notions of the homosexual law reforms, the feminism, and the sexual &lt;i&gt;carte blanche &lt;/i&gt;of the age. Brown argues that it was the combination of social convulsions that resulted in the “death of Christian Britain.” Browns refutation of secularization theory has elicited &lt;i&gt;major&lt;/i&gt; interest. This book is a watershed work in the field and the scholarly community has not been able to ignore it: whether they agree with Brown or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that this post is getting &lt;i&gt;way &lt;/i&gt;too long, I must explain the quotation. Brown is particularly interested in oral histories. (interviews, questionnaires, etc...) This passage is part of his discussion of how oral testimony reflects the evangelical narrative. The passage above is about Arthur Turner from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Lancashire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; and it goes on to tell his "salvation" story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag the &lt;a href="http://www.viswaters.blogspot.com/"&gt;vis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://polyspline.com/blog/"&gt;ryan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wdmbarker.blogspot.com/"&gt;brandon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.samuelandlaura.blogspot.com/"&gt;sam&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://whipple.wordpress.com/"&gt;brad&lt;/a&gt;. We'll see if anyone is still reading this old blog:)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/29563370-4981043065381239467?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/4981043065381239467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=4981043065381239467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4981043065381239467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4981043065381239467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/02/123-book-meme.html' title='123 Book Meme'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1670790227126981848</id><published>2008-01-26T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:14.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Here Comes the Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R5tux9IezfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3OHnp6QPZnM/s1600-h/bride%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R5tux9IezfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3OHnp6QPZnM/s320/bride%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159839602585816562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Christmas break I had this ridiculous idea to get out my wedding dress. I was thinking about how much it cost and that I only wore it one day! My whole family was together so I talked my sisters and my mom into getting out our dresses and having a fashion show! We laughed so hard putting our dresses on and remembering our wedding days. I think my Mom is just the cutest, her dress fit her perfectly! After that, we put them all back in the closet. Who knows when they will surface again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1670790227126981848?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1670790227126981848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1670790227126981848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1670790227126981848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1670790227126981848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-comes-bride.html' title='Here Comes the Bride'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R5tux9IezfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3OHnp6QPZnM/s72-c/bride%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3379304146564306598</id><published>2008-01-25T12:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:15.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>I miss this little guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R5pJMtIezeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/aQo5vWg3wD4/s1600-h/wesley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159516805728751074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R5pJMtIezeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/aQo5vWg3wD4/s320/wesley.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This adorable little man is my nephew. My sister moved away from Chicago last month and took this precious little guy with her. We are happy for them that they are starting something new in life, but sad for our loss. We miss them all so much! Come visit soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-3379304146564306598?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3379304146564306598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3379304146564306598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3379304146564306598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3379304146564306598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-this-little-guy.html' title='I miss this little guy!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R5pJMtIezeI/AAAAAAAAAJg/aQo5vWg3wD4/s72-c/wesley.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-514624314773064930</id><published>2008-01-24T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:16:58.742-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><title type='text'>Oprah!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning I got to attend a live taping of the Oprah Winfrey Show.  One of the students that lives in my dorm had an extra ticket, and she offered it to me. I was so excited to go. Seeing Oprah is one of the things I really wanted to do while living in Chicago, but didn't think it would happen due to tickets being really hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to be on a bus to the Harpo Studio by 6 am, which is way early for me! We arrived at the studio and they shuffled us through security to a holding room. After about an hour of waiting we were let into the studio. They warmed us up for a few minutes by having us practice facial expressions. Apparently, the more dramatic the better. The audience was mostly female, but there were a few men who looked less than thrilled to be there. I don't have any pictures because cameras weren't allowed. I didn't get any TV time, but it was so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-514624314773064930?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/514624314773064930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=514624314773064930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/514624314773064930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/514624314773064930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/01/oprah.html' title='Oprah!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3408089041119466033</id><published>2008-01-16T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:15.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R44gBj3BjCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/g387UKNYo20/s1600-h/Mom+and+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R44gBj3BjCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/g387UKNYo20/s320/Mom+and+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156093834563783714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Dad and Mom! We love you and wish we could be there to celebrate!&lt;br /&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/29563370-3408089041119466033?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3408089041119466033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3408089041119466033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3408089041119466033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3408089041119466033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R44gBj3BjCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/g387UKNYo20/s72-c/Mom+and+Dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-8446266552566442669</id><published>2008-01-06T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:16.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4ElLD3Bi_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/N80fQIestOY/s1600-h/IMG_4937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4ElLD3Bi_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/N80fQIestOY/s320/IMG_4937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152440320633441266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(My sister, Allison, and her daughter as an angel in the reading of the Christmas story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EknD3Bi-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/x7ZmFFAIKqs/s1600-h/IMG_4931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EknD3Bi-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/x7ZmFFAIKqs/s320/IMG_4931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152439702158150626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(My nephews as a shepherd and a donkey...the one with slippers tied to his head is the donkey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4ElLT3BjAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EuEzfgO0KNc/s1600-h/IMG_4958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4ElLT3BjAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EuEzfgO0KNc/s320/IMG_4958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152440324928408578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Brandon and I with our Christmas sweaters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4Eklz3Bi6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/2dXFmbivVlY/s1600-h/IMG_5003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4Eklz3Bi6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/2dXFmbivVlY/s320/IMG_5003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152439680683314082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the Bride and me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EkmD3Bi7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/1rGW8LmLC8M/s1600-h/IMG_5022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EkmD3Bi7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/1rGW8LmLC8M/s320/IMG_5022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152439684978281394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Brandon, Karona, and Ben)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EkmT3Bi8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Y0bpQPv9qJA/s1600-h/wedding+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EkmT3Bi8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Y0bpQPv9qJA/s320/wedding+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152439689273248706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the ladies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4Ekmj3Bi9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CBXMokz76tE/s1600-h/IMG_5028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4Ekmj3Bi9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CBXMokz76tE/s320/IMG_5028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152439693568216018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Mr. and Mrs. Peter Morrow)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EmqD3BjBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RejJCVYR3YQ/s1600-h/IMG_5040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4EmqD3BjBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RejJCVYR3YQ/s320/IMG_5040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152441952721013778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The picture of Brandon's dad with a coffee cup is perhaps the most extraordinary moment of our vacation... his first cup of coffee in 3 years. He rang in the new year with a cup of joe. Welcome back to the fold!)&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After 17 days we are back in Chicago. We were both on Holiday break so we left Chicago for the entire time. We spent the first week with my family celebrating Christmas. We had three Christmas celebrations, saw lots of family, ate tons of food, and laughed! We then headed to Minneapolis for a few days. We stayed with Brandon's brother and his family. It was fun to connect with them and catch up. We were there for the wedding of my dear friend Sarah. Sarah and Peter got married! It was a beautiful wedding! We had an awesome time catching up with college friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We then traveled to be with Brandon's Grandpa and family. We spent the week in Guttenberg. It was so relaxing. We slept, read, and talked.  We are both very grateful for a few weeks to slow down and enjoy the people we love.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of our time.&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/29563370-8446266552566442669?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/8446266552566442669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=8446266552566442669' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8446266552566442669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8446266552566442669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-are-home.html' title='We Are Home!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R4ElLD3Bi_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/N80fQIestOY/s72-c/IMG_4937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6326726965126549697</id><published>2007-12-07T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:22:34.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><title type='text'>Pearl Harbor Day?</title><content type='html'>For most of you December 7 is just another day. For us, it is the day we chose to spend the rest of our lives on earth together. 5 years ago Brandon and I said "I do". On one hand, it feels as though we have always been married, that we have always been a team. Yet, 5 years sounds like a long time to me and it has just flown by. I can say hands down that I married the best man in the world. Brandon and I have always had lots of jokes about how different we are, but the reality of being so different in how we live and view the world is that he is my perfect balance. For those of you who know Brandon, you know that he brings joy into your life. I have laughed every (and i am not exaggerating) day of my life since Brandon walked into it. He protects me, cares for me, speaks truth to me, and knows how to love me. I am the luckiest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6326726965126549697?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6326726965126549697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6326726965126549697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6326726965126549697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6326726965126549697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/12/pearl-harbor-day.html' title='Pearl Harbor Day?'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5096241732030492434</id><published>2007-12-05T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:05:30.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McSweeney&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer Skillz'/><title type='text'>Slide Rules and Abucuses</title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, but &lt;a href="http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/lists/29PashaMalla.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; sounds vaguely familiar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-5096241732030492434?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5096241732030492434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5096241732030492434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5096241732030492434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5096241732030492434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/12/slide-rules-and-abucuses.html' title='Slide Rules and Abucuses'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3291363600928988723</id><published>2007-11-30T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:16.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R1DsY939aQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OeT6GuGmGTk/s1600-R/IMG_4777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R1DsY939aQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vM5tBRXI2tk/s320/IMG_4777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138867088500025602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R1Drzd39aPI/AAAAAAAAAII/baOqGHDwyjo/s1600-R/IMG_4769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R1Drzd39aPI/AAAAAAAAAII/m3ZxJHF7KYU/s320/IMG_4769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138866444254931186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I noticed tonight that it had been too long since one of us had posted. The silence is due to the fact that it is crunch time for us. There are three weeks left in the semester and so much to be done in that time! Here are a few pictures from last weekend. In the midst of our hectic schedules we are still finding time to be festive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top picture is us in front of the big Christmas tree that is in Daley Plaza. We took this picture last weekend with my sister and her husband. We found out it is not one big tree, but 60 smaller trees put together. Brandon was very disgruntled by that fact, but he still smiled for the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom picture is us in front of our tiny, but mighty, Christmas tree. We can only fit a small tree in our apartment living room, but I still love it. Having a small tree really simplifies decorating, it only took about 20 minutes from start to finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-3291363600928988723?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3291363600928988723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3291363600928988723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3291363600928988723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3291363600928988723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R1DsY939aQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vM5tBRXI2tk/s72-c/IMG_4777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2248307762314543447</id><published>2007-11-24T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:38:20.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genius'/><title type='text'>Jeenyus!</title><content type='html'>Abe got the tip for this blog test from &lt;a href="http://www.mattproctor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Matt Proctor's&lt;/a&gt; blog and we thought our results were worth sharing. We are so smart, s-m-r-t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test your blog and post the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/readinglevel/img/genius.jpg" alt="cash advance" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get a &lt;a href="http://www.cashadvance1500.com/"&gt;Cash  Advance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-2248307762314543447?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2248307762314543447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2248307762314543447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2248307762314543447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2248307762314543447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/jeenyus.html' title='Jeenyus!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7571131735814334998</id><published>2007-11-22T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:17.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcrAsNxAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fVUbBZf1HfA/s1600-h/IMG_4716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcrAsNxAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fVUbBZf1HfA/s320/IMG_4716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135894319052211202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcrgsNxBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/uQtPxNLU4Xw/s1600-h/IMG_4728_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcrgsNxBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/uQtPxNLU4Xw/s320/IMG_4728_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135894327642145810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcsQsNxDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/afyngQLYMB0/s1600-h/IMG_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcsQsNxDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/afyngQLYMB0/s320/IMG_4753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135894340527047730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and I both had to work this Thanksgiving so traveling to be with family was out of the question. We decided to host Thanksgiving dinner at our place. We were joined by my sister, her husband, their new baby Wes,  and our friend Cyril. I got up at 6:30 to put in the turkey. My first turkey ever! It cooked beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day cozy in our apartment eating good food and celebrating all that we have to be thankful for. Brandon and I both enjoyed snuggling our new nephew who is such a blessing. Brandon is at work now until 2 am. I just had my second piece of pumpkin pie. What a grand day! Tomorrow we put up our tree. I love this time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7571131735814334998?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7571131735814334998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7571131735814334998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7571131735814334998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7571131735814334998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/R0ZcrAsNxAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fVUbBZf1HfA/s72-c/IMG_4716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3106106216117136707</id><published>2007-11-21T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:57:14.138-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abbey'/><title type='text'>Go Elf Yourself!</title><content type='html'>After watching &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9567331716"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-3106106216117136707?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3106106216117136707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3106106216117136707' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3106106216117136707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3106106216117136707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/go-elf-yourself.html' title='Go Elf Yourself!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3601484877617809381</id><published>2007-11-14T08:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:17.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion show'/><title type='text'>Beard Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RzsoFkKVBAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MZxnm9sPI2Q/s1600-h/Photo+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RzsoFkKVBAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MZxnm9sPI2Q/s320/Photo+35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132740276390265858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Sirs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a courtesy notice to remind you that we are now nearing the midway point of No-Shave November. Thought I'd share a picture of where I stand as an encouragement to you (J. Sanchez) to continue in this hairy venture. The beard is not as strong as it has been. But where my beard is weak, my resolve is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Continue to fight the good fight of the beard. Hold fast to the beard to which you were called."&lt;br /&gt;1 Beardithy 6:12&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** As an added bonus, please note (Shane) the button down oxford shirt. It's not much, but it is a fair distance from my usual semi-soiled t-shirt and hoody. While this is certainly not the fashion show you might have desired, it is partial proof of the renaissance de couture in its burgeoning stages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-3601484877617809381?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3601484877617809381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3601484877617809381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3601484877617809381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3601484877617809381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/beard-check.html' title='Beard Check'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RzsoFkKVBAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MZxnm9sPI2Q/s72-c/Photo+35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-279196725130329141</id><published>2007-11-12T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:54:48.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearances'/><title type='text'>keeping up appearances</title><content type='html'>In a conversation last week I made a mention that I wouldn't mind starting to dress "nicer." My dress has always been a source of interest to those in my life. From Seth Barker wearing his hat "like Brandon Mick" to my in-laws, not-so-subtly, buying me a suit for my birthday last year to someone borrowing a shirt from me to use as a Halloween costume this year. For some reason, my appearance seems to summon all sorts of emotive responses from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that is fine. I'm used to it. But when I said that I wouldn't mind starting to dress "nicer," my wife responded, "Well that's nice, you are almost thirty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice honey. Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-279196725130329141?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/279196725130329141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=279196725130329141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/279196725130329141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/279196725130329141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/keeping-up-appearances.html' title='keeping up appearances'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2918258865112536802</id><published>2007-11-06T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:18.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul soupiset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake bouma'/><title type='text'>Paul Soupiset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RzCQxMiE9rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ymo6v7plO0g/s1600-h/soupiset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RzCQxMiE9rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ymo6v7plO0g/s320/soupiset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129759150427141810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very own Soupiset watercolor! I fell in love with Paul's work last Lent, when he was in the midst of his &lt;a href="http://www.reallivepreacher.com/images/gallery/"&gt;lentenblog&lt;/a&gt; series. So when Jake announced he was giving away a Soupiset watercolor as a prize for the relaunch of his website, I had to get in on the action. Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.jakebouma.com/"&gt;JakeBouma.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://soupiset.typepad.com/"&gt;Paul Soupiset&lt;/a&gt;. Thoughts on this piece will come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-2918258865112536802?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2918258865112536802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2918258865112536802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2918258865112536802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2918258865112536802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/paul-soupiset.html' title='Paul Soupiset'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RzCQxMiE9rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ymo6v7plO0g/s72-c/soupiset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5181288383630557229</id><published>2007-11-05T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:19.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rx7an5kI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6eMq3AEHiD0/s1600-h/IMG_4633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rx7an5kI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6eMq3AEHiD0/s320/IMG_4633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129577743593760322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rYran5fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nj3GsyCSDy8/s1600-h/IMG_4523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rYran5fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nj3GsyCSDy8/s320/IMG_4523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129577309802063346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rZLan5gI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DE7eYvKtQhs/s1600-h/IMG_4524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rZLan5gI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DE7eYvKtQhs/s320/IMG_4524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129577318391997954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rZLan5hI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YV5GV3nQ13Q/s1600-h/IMG_4573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rZLan5hI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YV5GV3nQ13Q/s320/IMG_4573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129577318391997970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rZban5iI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rZcmk7xbbLw/s1600-h/IMG_4630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rZban5iI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rZcmk7xbbLw/s320/IMG_4630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129577322686965282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby is here! After a really rough labor and delivery I have a new nephew. He is blonde and adorable. I got to hold him tonight and he is just incredible. I am so grateful to have this new addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom, older sister, and her kids are also in town. In between hospital visits we saw lots of Chicago. We took the kids to the Shedd Aquarium, Lincoln Park Zoo, and the Chicago Children's Museum. It was busy but so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Haley's 2nd birthday. She got to pick out a bitty baby (I think thats what it is?) at the American Girl Store. Haley was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;It has been a weekend filled with blessings. We have so much to be thankful for. Pictures of new baby will be forthcoming when we get parental consent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-5181288383630557229?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5181288383630557229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5181288383630557229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5181288383630557229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5181288383630557229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Ry_rx7an5kI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6eMq3AEHiD0/s72-c/IMG_4633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6393999163368215953</id><published>2007-11-02T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T08:15:05.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Baby on the Way!</title><content type='html'>My sister is in the hospital working hard to bring my new niece or nephew into the world. We got a text at 3 am from my Bro-in-law that they were at the hospital. No news yet! My mom, my sister, and her kids are all on their way here. I cannot wait! Pictures to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6393999163368215953?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6393999163368215953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6393999163368215953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6393999163368215953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6393999163368215953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-on-way.html' title='Baby on the Way!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2680555685164045963</id><published>2007-10-23T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:19.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.jakebouma.com'/><title type='text'>www.jakebouma.com 4.0 prize giveaway!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to bring it to the attention of our blog's readers that Jake Bouma will be launching version 4.0 of his website. In celebration of the event, he is giving away some great prizes. Click on the picture, below, to see how you can get your name in the drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jakebouma.com/2007/10/16/the-jakeboumacom-40-prize-giveaway/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rx5Zl6n7VzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XxWOx875GCU/s320/IMG_1666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124631933920958258" 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/29563370-2680555685164045963?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2680555685164045963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2680555685164045963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2680555685164045963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2680555685164045963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/10/wwwjakeboumacom-40-prize-giveaway.html' title='www.jakebouma.com 4.0 prize giveaway!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rx5Zl6n7VzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XxWOx875GCU/s72-c/IMG_1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6981536320423157406</id><published>2007-10-15T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:19.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><title type='text'>The Today Show in Chi-Town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHW8S3ibI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DUcPIfkbf44/s1600-h/Today+Show+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586029462522290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHW8S3ibI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DUcPIfkbf44/s320/Today+Show+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHX8S3icI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/S8UcaLI7y7I/s1600-h/Today+Show+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586046642391490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHX8S3icI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/S8UcaLI7y7I/s320/Today+Show+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHYcS3idI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OjtBvKuuIeY/s1600-h/Today+Show+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586055232326098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHYcS3idI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OjtBvKuuIeY/s320/Today+Show+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHYsS3ieI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6nUeQiQpGeE/s1600-h/Today+Show+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586059527293410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHYsS3ieI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6nUeQiQpGeE/s320/Today+Show+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got up uncharacteristically early this morning with my friend and co-worker Steph. We headed down to Michigan Avenue to watch the taping of the Today Show. I had very low expectations and it ended up being a riot! The crowd was relatively small when we got there, so we were able to be right up front to watch the segments being taped. I was somehow always in the wrong spot so you won't see me on TV. I did get ridiculously close to Matt Lauer...who was a very pleasant man! Here are some pictures of our morning excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6981536320423157406?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6981536320423157406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6981536320423157406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6981536320423157406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6981536320423157406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-show-in-chi-town.html' title='The Today Show in Chi-Town!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RxOHW8S3ibI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DUcPIfkbf44/s72-c/Today+Show+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7684863551220008804</id><published>2007-10-04T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:20.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mt. Dew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg Boyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zingers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon Barker'/><title type='text'>MMMMM, Zingers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RwW9KGlvCXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8odKRqSsllo/s1600-h/noname"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RwW9KGlvCXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8odKRqSsllo/s320/noname" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117704532841662834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evening, as pictured above, made me think of Brandon Barker. What makes you think of Brandon Barker? Take a picture and post it, I dare you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7684863551220008804?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7684863551220008804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7684863551220008804' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7684863551220008804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7684863551220008804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/10/mmmmm-zingers.html' title='MMMMM, Zingers.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RwW9KGlvCXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8odKRqSsllo/s72-c/noname' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7694560417255333055</id><published>2007-10-03T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:20.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Family Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDD2SqLZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oW52ClGU4jQ/s1600-h/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117148072503815570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDD2SqLZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oW52ClGU4jQ/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDEWSqLaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sCxwr8p29LY/s1600-h/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117148081093750178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDEWSqLaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sCxwr8p29LY/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDEmSqLbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/40ITGCGgM6k/s1600-h/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117148085388717490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDEmSqLbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/40ITGCGgM6k/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents came to visit last weekend. As usual, we had a great time. We ate at three really great restaurants and had great conversation. We also celebrated at a baby shower for my sister and her little one that will be here so soon! I always love when my parents come to visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7694560417255333055?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7694560417255333055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7694560417255333055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7694560417255333055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7694560417255333055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/10/family-visit.html' title='Family Visit'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwPDD2SqLZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oW52ClGU4jQ/s72-c/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5348495983336741671</id><published>2007-09-22T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:21.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Mick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loss'/><title type='text'>Patricia Anne Wood-Mick: 1924  - 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RvW6X2lvCVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/674Qm3Vz28U/s1600-h/IMG_3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RvW6X2lvCVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/674Qm3Vz28U/s320/IMG_3914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113197870902610258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow we will be heading to central Iowa. We are going to bury my grandmother. She battled a plethora of cancers over the recent years. She fought hard, but lost the war on Friday night. She died peacefully at home, surrounded by her boys (my three uncles and my dad)  and her husband, Bernard (of 59 years).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe and I had the privilege of saying good-bye to her last weekend. Though she was tired, she was perfectly clear in her love for us. And though her voice was failing, she told me she was proud of me. I mostly just sat next to her and held her withering hand. But as I walked out of the room for the last time, tears streaming down my face, she belted out a strong and hearty, "Buh, Bye!" It echoes in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the same "Buh, Bye!" that I'd heard thousands of times growing up. You see, of all my dad's brothers, he was the only one that settled down out of town. So we'd have to travel a couple of hours to be with my grandparents. That being the case, we had to say "Buh, Bye" an awful lot. I've been saying "Buh,Bye" to this woman my entire life. And I'm sure that when I was really young, those "Buh, Bye's"  stung. But growing up, through the adolescent years and beyond, I became used to them. It was just that time when my grandma would follow me to the curb, remind me to buckle-up, tell me to get some Coke or something to keep awake, warn me to watch out for the "other guy," tell me that she loved me. And as I'd pull away, inevitably with the window down, I would hear her call out, "Buh, Bye!" But it would barely register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until last week. She called out and I knew. All the years came rushing back to me. And it stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my family. My grandmother was incredibly important to us all. Pray especially for my grandpa. I can't even begin to fathom the depth of his loss and the breadth of his grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-5348495983336741671?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5348495983336741671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5348495983336741671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5348495983336741671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5348495983336741671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/09/patricia-anne-wood-mick-1924-2007.html' title='Patricia Anne Wood-Mick: 1924  - 2007'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RvW6X2lvCVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/674Qm3Vz28U/s72-c/IMG_3914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5288109070029071454</id><published>2007-09-12T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:22.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simpsons'/><title type='text'>Brandon and Abbey Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RugXnscTCXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/joBv28EhkmA/s1600-h/abesimpson.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RugXnscTCXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/joBv28EhkmA/s320/abesimpson.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109359747964012914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RugVGscTCWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NwJRy1DF9Ss/s1600-h/simpsonized.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RugVGscTCWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NwJRy1DF9Ss/s320/simpsonized.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109356982005074274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.jakebouma.com/2007/09/07/ive-been-simpsonized/"&gt;Jake&lt;/a&gt; for this time-waster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-5288109070029071454?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5288109070029071454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5288109070029071454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5288109070029071454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5288109070029071454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/09/brandon-and-abbey-simpson.html' title='Brandon and Abbey Simpson'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RugXnscTCXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/joBv28EhkmA/s72-c/abesimpson.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-845600102496873997</id><published>2007-09-05T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:22:02.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Hello...Are you still there?</title><content type='html'>Abe recently informed me that she would no longer carry this blog by herself. I am to pull my own weight or it is over. The shop will close, the carpets will be rolled up, and the candles blown out. So I figure that I ought to publish something, as it is the only fair thing to do for our viewing public. For a life without LITGD is hardly a life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking less facetiously about life, you might be wondering about where I have been and why I haven't posted for some time. Well I guess that you could describe my life, as of late, more appropriately as a mere existence than a life truly lived. I'm not sure what's been going on, but I just haven't cared...about anything. My summer, following my summer class, was spent in front of the television. I sank into a world soaked and reeking of the Discovery Channel. And though I now feel like fast friends with Adam and Jamie and the other Mythbusters, I hardly feel as though I am alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is re-acclimating me to the waters of the living. But the process is slow. However this morning I was truly alive. I awoke at 8:15, after sleeping through my alarm, with an hour-and-a-half commute standing in between our sleepy bed and a 9:15 class. With a flurry of arms and legs and a few expletives, I raced to get to class before it was over (that is if you can call crawling traffic a race). I was late, very late, but I was alive like I haven’t felt in a while. There was something about the urgency of it all that may have crash-paddled me back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester that lies ahead looks to be challenging, but good. I just hope that I can wake up for it...both literally and figuratively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-845600102496873997?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/845600102496873997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=845600102496873997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/845600102496873997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/845600102496873997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/09/helloare-you-still-there.html' title='Hello...Are you still there?'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-4405845145211192879</id><published>2007-08-21T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:22.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RsuldV8-63I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5298RMXPI84/s1600-h/IMG_4238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RsuldV8-63I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5298RMXPI84/s320/IMG_4238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101352926454934386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from RA retreat. We were in Michigan for the weekend training the new group of RAs. It was a really fun weekend and I adore my new group of girls. It is going to be a great year!The freshman arrive tomorrow, I am excited to welcome them to campus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-4405845145211192879?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/4405845145211192879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=4405845145211192879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4405845145211192879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4405845145211192879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-new-girls.html' title='My New Girls!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RsuldV8-63I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5298RMXPI84/s72-c/IMG_4238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7535077952268585923</id><published>2007-08-10T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T10:22:55.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Moving Day!</title><content type='html'>We are moving again! Not far, just back to our old apartment. We are excited that we now have real carpet in our living room and bedroom instead of industrial carpet. It is really soft and very white. Brandon is sure that we will have it stained immediately.&lt;br /&gt;That is what is keeping us busy. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RAs&lt;/span&gt; start arriving tomorrow and our retreat starts next Wednesday. I can't believe that my summer is almost over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7535077952268585923?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7535077952268585923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7535077952268585923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7535077952268585923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7535077952268585923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/08/moving-day.html' title='Moving Day!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1561333303791774062</id><published>2007-07-20T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T08:46:32.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Going Camping!</title><content type='html'>It has been a busy week for us.  Brandon is in class this week so I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remembering&lt;/span&gt; what it is like to have a husband who is a student.  I think we have seen each other for maybe 5 hours this week. Which makes it even better that we are leaving town tomorrow after Brandon gets out of class. We are headed to Mirror Lake, Wisconsin to go camping with the whole Mick family. I am really not much of a camper so this could be really interesting. The last time Brandon took me camping was with Epoch at Valley. I told Brandon after that night I would never camp again because, quite simply, I am not a camper. I am sure we will have pictures and good stories come Monday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1561333303791774062?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1561333303791774062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1561333303791774062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1561333303791774062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1561333303791774062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/07/going-camping.html' title='Going Camping!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-794479051989746961</id><published>2007-07-08T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:22.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Back Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpElVtobxAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xuz417Rk31M/s1600-h/Yellowstone+558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpElVtobxAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xuz417Rk31M/s320/Yellowstone+558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084886509234668546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpEk7dobw-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/0mVJQbkMW7M/s1600-h/Yellowstone+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpEk7dobw-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/0mVJQbkMW7M/s320/Yellowstone+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084886058263102434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpEkwtobw9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/GIC_HJoWhwA/s1600-h/Yellowstone+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpEkwtobw9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/GIC_HJoWhwA/s320/Yellowstone+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084885873579508690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpEkndobw8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/E3ajbkAMrAs/s1600-h/Yellowstone+633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpEkndobw8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/E3ajbkAMrAs/s320/Yellowstone+633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084885714665718722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home this morning from our vacation.  We were in Montana and Yellowstone for a week and then in Iowa visiting family and friends. We drove to Montana and back stopping along the way. We stopped at The Corn Palace, Wall Drug, Mount Rushmore, Devil's Tower, Big Horn Canyon, and a few other places.   It was a wonderful time of relaxing and being with people that we love.   We stayed in a cabin with my family.  Montana is gorgeous and we loved breathing fresh air! It will be hard for both of us to get back into regular life after 2 1/2 weeks of vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-794479051989746961?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/794479051989746961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=794479051989746961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/794479051989746961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/794479051989746961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-home.html' title='Back Home!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RpElVtobxAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xuz417Rk31M/s72-c/Yellowstone+558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2013800241744357356</id><published>2007-06-14T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:12:08.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><title type='text'>Ahhh, Chicago.</title><content type='html'>I've talked to literally ten's of people who say they would love to live in Downtown Chicago. I never have been able to get there. What with the the 3.5 million &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jerks&lt;/span&gt; (***edited for younger readers) that live here, the inconvenience of it all, and the constant feeling that you are not beautiful enough, rich enough, or good enough to be alive and breathing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; air, it has been hard for me to utter the words, "I love Chicago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight it came to me. You see, I am a scent guy. I smell everything. Smells impact me in a profound, if not unusual, manner. I get it from my dad, I've been told. As I was walking home from work, amidst the regular smells of hot asphalt, exhaust fumes, and raw sewage; it hit me. The scent of a blossom. I'm not sure what it was; whether it was a tree, bush, or flower (my mother could tell you exactly... she's a genius when it comes to horticulture) but it was sweet and succulent and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it meant the world to me. Chicago, the miserable place that it is, has had this effect on me a number of times and I've never noticed it. Here in man's kingdom, the city, I have been absolutely raptured by some of the smallest and inconsequential things. Surrounded by filth, hatred, and fear; the smallest glimpse (or scent) of beauty sends me sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that I am grateful. For that I can say, "I Love Chicago."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-2013800241744357356?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2013800241744357356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2013800241744357356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2013800241744357356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2013800241744357356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahhh-chicago.html' title='Ahhh, Chicago.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3006783289218800702</id><published>2007-06-12T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:23.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>Some friends, some golf, and not some of the same old buffalo</title><content type='html'>Abe and I had a phenomenal weekend. I would have blogged about it earlier, but when I installed some regular software updates and restarted, my computer froze on the start up screen. So the rest of my afternoon (Monday) was spent at the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/retail/geniusbar/"&gt;Genius Bar&lt;/a&gt;. We are all straight now, it was actually about a 10-minute fix; it’s just that the Genius Bar in the Apple Store on Michigan Ave. in downtown Chicago is a bit busy (understatement) on a Monday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday and ½ Saturday&lt;/span&gt; – You can read about it &lt;a href="http://wdmbarker.blogspot.com/2007/06/dream-come-true.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. We had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;½ Saturday &lt;/span&gt;– My brother-in-law, Joe, and I golfed &lt;a href="http://www.coghillgolf.com/"&gt;Cog Hill&lt;/a&gt;. We golfed the &lt;a href="http://www.coghillgolf.com/courses/ravines_course.asp"&gt;#2 course&lt;/a&gt;, not &lt;a href="http://www.coghillgolf.com/courses/DUBSDREAD_course.asp"&gt;Dubsdread&lt;/a&gt; (The sight of the BMW Championship PGA Tour stop), but still had a blast. Joe informed me today that he has already set up our tee-time for next weekend on the same course. I’d love to play one of the other 3 courses that are located there, but Joe made quick friends with the starter on the #2 course who promised to get us out early in the afternoon if we booked a twilight tee-time and showed up early. So I guess we will have to suffer through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt;– Abe and I took off on a little day trip to Michigan. A good friend from college was married a few years ago on a beach in &lt;a href="http://www.newbuffalo.com/"&gt;New Buffalo&lt;/a&gt; and I remembered it to be an entirely quaint and lovely town. We spent the afternoon basking on a hazy, sun-soaked beach while talking of our life and future. Lovely. It was a fantastic time of retreat and regrouping for the Mick’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics from our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5M5A81XvI/AAAAAAAAADU/00jplwPeV18/s1600-h/IMG_4067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5M5A81XvI/AAAAAAAAADU/00jplwPeV18/s200/IMG_4067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075078372484538098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5Nsg81XxI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ic1mt4Unnu4/s1600-h/IMG_4072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5Nsg81XxI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ic1mt4Unnu4/s200/IMG_4072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075079257247801106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5PGQ81XzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/86egw58bwNo/s1600-h/IMG_4076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5PGQ81XzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/86egw58bwNo/s200/IMG_4076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075080799141060402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5PXg81X0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/81c9o0Kbv9Q/s1600-h/IMG_4061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5PXg81X0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/81c9o0Kbv9Q/s200/IMG_4061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075081095493803842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5PvQ81X2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/WbohVlahesk/s1600-h/IMG_4082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5PvQ81X2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/WbohVlahesk/s200/IMG_4082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075081503515696994" 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/29563370-3006783289218800702?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3006783289218800702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3006783289218800702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3006783289218800702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3006783289218800702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-friends-some-golf-and-not-some-of.html' title='Some friends, some golf, and not some of the same old buffalo'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rm5M5A81XvI/AAAAAAAAADU/00jplwPeV18/s72-c/IMG_4067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-777527504387057470</id><published>2007-05-30T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:05:49.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Another Year Older!</title><content type='html'>We had a great holiday weekend.  Brandon's mom, dad, sister, brother-in-law, and nephew all came to visit us.  Brandon's parents brought Lucy with them so we got to have her visit us for the first time since we moved.  It was a busy weekend full of sight seeing and eating.  It was really fun to take our nephew to the zoo and watch him with all the animals, he is so big now and such a doll. &lt;br /&gt;Monday we celebrated Brandon's 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday, he is old!  Brandon hates birthdays, but I know it meant a lot to him that his family was here to share it with him.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon got back tonight from a trip to Iowa, he had a great time catching up with friends.  I leave on Friday to go to Minneapolis for a work conference.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post some pictures of what we have been up to. I still haven't put any up of our new apartment but will try to soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-777527504387057470?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/777527504387057470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=777527504387057470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/777527504387057470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/777527504387057470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-year-older.html' title='Another Year Older!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1603553185218188374</id><published>2007-05-19T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:25:41.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Saturday</title><content type='html'>Brandon and I both had a wonderful Saturday  enjoying the perfect weather.  Brandon golfed 36 holes of golf.  He golfed with our brother-in-law and they walked all 36 holes.  I think they decided that 36 holes is a bit much if you decide to walk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day with my sister.  We went to the Lake and sat&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the sun talking and reading.  We went out to dinner and then watched a chick flick.  It was a relaxing, fun day.  It was one of the first that actually felt like summer.  I look forward to many more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1603553185218188374?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1603553185218188374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1603553185218188374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1603553185218188374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1603553185218188374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-saturday.html' title='A Great Saturday'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5444297306100367556</id><published>2007-05-13T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:24.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RkdbykqYcDI/AAAAAAAAADo/1ZsUhjEvMn4/s1600-h/IMG_3852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RkdbykqYcDI/AAAAAAAAADo/1ZsUhjEvMn4/s320/IMG_3852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064117230394437682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a busy month!  I have been really caught up in work lately.  The end of the school year has been a sprint to the end.  Yesterday was graduation and all of the students checked out of my building last night.  I had to say "good-bye" to the 11 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ra's&lt;/span&gt; that I have been working with all year.  I have to say that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; even begun to process the emotions that I know are coming.  I am really awkward with saying good-bye to people, I would rather just ignore the fact that we are parting ways.  I will miss those 11 women so much, they have been such a blessing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what else have we been up to?  Brandon finished his first semester at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wheaton&lt;/span&gt;.  Brandon's sister got married to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; man, it was a beautiful wedding.  I celebrated my 27th birthday.  My family came to visit for a weekend, we had a really great time of shopping (the ladies), golfing (the men), and eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon is in Iowa this weekend watching his sister graduate from college.  I did not get to go as this is one of the busiest weekends for my job.  I am going to spend the rest of the afternoon packing up our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt; as we are moving again!  We are moving across campus for the summer while renovations are done to the building we live in.  I am annoyed about moving, but thrilled with the place we get to live.  It is really nice,  I will post pictures when I get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mother's&lt;/span&gt;' Day to all the wonderful women in my life who are raising children.  I hope you feel very loved today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-5444297306100367556?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5444297306100367556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5444297306100367556' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5444297306100367556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5444297306100367556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RkdbykqYcDI/AAAAAAAAADo/1ZsUhjEvMn4/s72-c/IMG_3852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7986230310393311010</id><published>2007-05-02T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T11:18:59.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wayne rooney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futbol'/><title type='text'>Done.</title><content type='html'>I just returned from turning in my final paper of the semester. Though it was a difficult semester, I learned a lot, loved doing it, and can't wait to start again in the fall. I have a summer class in the middle of July, but will enjoy the next couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will celebrate my completion by watching Futbol this afternoon. Manchester United is my best hope since Chelsea went down yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey and I will begin talking soon about our summer plans, outside of the already planned family vacations. I hope that it will include some time in Des Moines. There are some people there that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I have to go paint my chest red and black and practice my Rooney-esque knee slides across the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7986230310393311010?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7986230310393311010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7986230310393311010' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7986230310393311010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7986230310393311010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/05/done.html' title='Done.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1470482468919506116</id><published>2007-04-08T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:01:41.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Full Weekend</title><content type='html'>We went to Iowa this weekend.  We left Chicago on Thursday afternoon and returned today.   We were busy from the minute we left town, but it was so good. &lt;br /&gt;Thursday night we spent time with old friends catching up.  It was such a comfort to be with friends who know us deeply and care about us just as deeply. &lt;br /&gt;Friday night we celebrated my nephew Jacob's 6th birthday.  I cannot believe what a kind, wonderful boy he is.  We ate good food at my Mom and Dad's house, and enjoyed some much needed laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we met up with Brandon's side of the family to celebrate Easter and have a bridal shower for his sister who will be married in two weeks!  We got to spend some time with our three sweet nephews who are growing so fast!  Lucy was glad to see us and we were glad to see her!  I don't have any pictures from this weekend since I forgot my camera.  Bummer.  It was not exactly a restful weekend, but it was full of time with people that we love dearly.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1470482468919506116?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1470482468919506116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1470482468919506116' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1470482468919506116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1470482468919506116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/04/full-weekend.html' title='Full Weekend'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6609872187026111592</id><published>2007-03-29T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:24.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hand washing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product reviews'/><title type='text'>Product Review: The Dyson Airblade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RgwiNFQM4FI/AAAAAAAAACw/HnPZl9VHGLo/s1600-h/noname.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RgwiNFQM4FI/AAAAAAAAACw/HnPZl9VHGLo/s320/noname.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047446890519257170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have become, since moving to this deplorable city, rather misophobic and, thusly, have become quasi-obsessed about hand washing.  Today I am studying at Caribou and upon entering their restroom was greeted by this interesting looking contraption.  It is the Dyson Airblade, the newest innovation in hand drying equipment.  It is wicked awesome. You simply place both hands into it and draw them out slowly.  In only a few seconds (seriously, I was blown away at how quickly this works) blades of forced air, one on the palms and another on the backs of your hands, sweep all existing moisture from your hands.  It works much the same, in principle, as those dryers that blow the water around, but not off of, your car as you exit a car wash.  However, this thing really works. Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6609872187026111592?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6609872187026111592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6609872187026111592' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6609872187026111592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6609872187026111592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/03/product-review-dyson-airblade.html' title='Product Review: The Dyson Airblade'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RgwiNFQM4FI/AAAAAAAAACw/HnPZl9VHGLo/s72-c/noname.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-4022418222687793654</id><published>2007-03-28T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:24.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mustaches'/><title type='text'>They call it a molestache, I call it awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RgqdVlQM4EI/AAAAAAAAACo/O200RBAlprU/s1600-h/IMG_3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RgqdVlQM4EI/AAAAAAAAACo/O200RBAlprU/s320/IMG_3568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047019326524940354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've got some decent growth here.  I attribute it to the fact that my chest still doth protest any further hair growth, so the hairs have revolted, marched north, and burst forth from my upper lip. Abe hates it.  I love it.  I'm just wondering how long it will take her before she shaves it off in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh yeah, there's no voting.  I don't care what any of you say.  Mustaches are gloriously "in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. -- if you click on the image to enlarge it, you will see that I have some pretty good nose hair growth as well... and my lip is kinda sweaty...that's gross...but not the mustache...that's awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-4022418222687793654?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/4022418222687793654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=4022418222687793654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4022418222687793654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4022418222687793654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/03/they-call-it-molestache-i-call-it.html' title='They call it a molestache, I call it awesome.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RgqdVlQM4EI/AAAAAAAAACo/O200RBAlprU/s72-c/IMG_3568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5891336378635649440</id><published>2007-03-15T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:49:02.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unnecessaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>A short list of "unnecessaries."</title><content type='html'>1. It is unnecessary to charge $1.61 for a bottle of Mountain Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It is absolutely unnecessary to eat crunchy and/or malodorous foodstuffs (including but not limited to granola, pretzels, potato chips, cereal, popcorn, crackers, anything flavored with garlic, or anything crunchy that is flavored with garlic) during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It is completely unnecessary to make me write two phone numbers as reference on a check, a ridiculous request in itself, but then give me attitude when I exclaim, “Two phone numbers?!?  Beatrice, if you’re trying to hit on me, I must tell you, I’m a married man.  Anyway, two phone numbers is a little overkill, you’re coming across a little stalker-ish from the start, not a good game plan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It is unnecessary for the Metra Rail to offer a discount for junior high students, while charging full price for college/grad students.  Who has more money?  Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It is unnecessary to make an esoteric joke about Soren Kierkegaard and Immanuel Kant, during class, that only yourself and the professor will even begin to comprehend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It is unreservedly unnecessary to have your girlfriend sit on the floor, betwixt your spread legs, so that you can give her an aggressively sensual and, might I add, an excessively thorough back massage in a public arena. (seriously, we’re going on 20 minutes here…bluck, yeck, geez.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It is unnecessary to make apologies for your IBS.  Rather, upon rushing into a dining establishment simply demand, with some sense of authority/desperation, the location of their restroom.  After taking an uncomfortable amount of time in said restroom, exit confidently and state, "Alright, now I'm ready for lunch."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-5891336378635649440?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5891336378635649440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5891336378635649440' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5891336378635649440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5891336378635649440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/03/short-list-of-unnecessaries.html' title='A short list of &quot;unnecessaries.&quot;'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-8404353986013567967</id><published>2007-03-13T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:37:05.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a grand day'/><title type='text'>Today has been, so far and by all accounts, a grand day.</title><content type='html'>Upon waking this morning, it seemed as though today would be anything but grand.  Circumstances did not bode well.  First of all, Moody is on Spring Break, which means that the dining rooms are closed for the next two weeks.  This means Abe and I are on our own for food, which is fine, it's nothing new.  It's just not what we're used to.  This brings me to the second circumstance; Abe dropped me off at school today and kept on down the road towards Des Moines.  Since Moody is on Spring Break, she is on vacation and will spend a few days in the DSM.  That's all fine, I'm so thrilled that she will have some time with her folks and her older sister, but that means that now, it is only I who am on my own for food.  Which brings me to the third circumstance; Abe took the car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I am; sans food, sans wife, sans car.   All of this is combined with the fact that I'm tired (I work nights on Sunday and Monday, so by the time Tuesday rolls around I'm generally ready for the weekend), with the fact that I've been trudging through nearly 700 pages of Diarmaid MacCulloch's "The Reformation" (an incredibly thorough accounting of the Reformation done by a non-Christian scholar... interesting), with the fact that I started a new class today (Contemporary Theology: it will be incredibly interesting, but looks like it is going to be freakin' tough). Like I said, the stars weren't necessarily aligned as I greeted the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let’s get to the grandness.  First and foremost, it is beautiful here in Wheaton.  T-shirt and shorts weather.  This made a short walk from campus to the downtown area of Wheaton, following my new class, absolutely delightful.  As I hit the downtown, I sauntered around looking for a dining establishment.  I was hungry, so what could be better than a Mexican restaurant with bottomless chips and salsa?  I tell you this baldly… nothing.  I strode solo into an empty restaurant, it took a few minutes for the hostess/waitress/only other person in the room to notice me, but upon doing so, she quickly furnished me with an ice-cold Pepsi and a basket of hot, salty tortilla chips.  As if this wasn’t grand enough, as I ate the restaurant began to fill.  I love people watching and I must say that a Mexican restaurant at 3:15 in the afternoon is a fantastic place to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest demographics of people to watch has got to be, far and away, junior high girls.  To my delight, the waitress seated a group of bubbly, awkward junior high girls directly next to my booth.  As the girls critiqued everyone who walked past the window, they proceeded to order.  All of them, with glee, ordered virgin margaritas.  At this juncture, I must reflect on my own days as junior high student.  I didn’t really have “friends,” in the strictest sense of the word.  And if I did have “friends,” we would never have dreamed of sitting down for margaritas after school.  We’d have been lucky to stop by Mike’s 76 for a candy bar, maybe even a pop if we were lucky.  Hell, I remember a time when I felt pretty darn lucky if I got 25 cents to spend at the concession stand at the pool.  Where are these kids’ parents and why have they (said parents) parted so willingly with their pocketbooks?  There is nothing like a blatantly pessimistic commentary of contemporary society to put me in a chipper mood.  Sounds a little dark, but honestly, I love those sorts of insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I headed back to campus, with a full belly and a Pellegrino in hand, I decided to stop by the campus IT office for some assistance in connecting wirelessly to the network.  I signed up months ago for the ability to do so, but have never quite figured out the proxies.  I digress.  It took a friendly, young nerd a few minutes to get me up and running.  But as I waited I listened in on the frenzied conversation of a group of excitable geeks (it must be realized that I use these descriptors quite lovingly).  They were jabbering away about the motion sensors in all of the new Mac laptops.  Apparently there is a new failsafe mechanism in the new Macs that stops the hard drive if there is a sudden motion (drop) so that the disk won’t get scratched.  This mechanism has brought much delight to the world of Mac nerdery.  Smart individuals have figured out how to tinker with this motion sensor to make pinball games where you tilt your computer to play the game.  It has even been used to turn your Mac into a lightsabre; as you swing your computer through the air, it makes the appropriate lightsabre sound as you accelerate or decelerate your very own iSabre.  Delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am; full, wirelessly connected, and quite content.  Though I am without an automobile, I fear not.  For the train will whisk me back to the city at precisely 9:54 pm.  I will, however, be a little lonely when I arrive.  I love my wife and love spending time with her.  We may be a little co-dependant, so the time apart will do us good.  As for food, I’ll be fine.  There is a Chipotle less than 6 blocks from our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been, so far and by all accounts, a grand day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-8404353986013567967?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/8404353986013567967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=8404353986013567967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8404353986013567967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8404353986013567967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-has-been-so-far-and-by-all.html' title='Today has been, so far and by all accounts, a grand day.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1681316358334378921</id><published>2007-03-04T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:25:49.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roaches'/><title type='text'>Weekly Occurance?</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago on a Sunday I posted a blog about a mouse eating from our candy jar.  That same night I had to kill a cockroach that I found in our bathtub.  Brandon was at work so he had to talk me through the killing over the phone.  I didn't like it, but I did it and was successful.  Well, it is Sunday again and what do you think I was treated to?  Yes, a cockroach followed by a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning my bathroom and went to clean the bathtub.  I flung open the curtain and there was a huge (and by huge I mean 3 inches) cockroach.  Brandon had not yet left for work, so I screamed and he came to my rescue.  I then scoured the bathroom with bleach and Comet because there are few things grosser to me than roaches in the place were I go to get clean! I calmed down from the big hairy fit that I threw about the roach, Brandon left for work, and I was watching T.V.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw something come scurrying out of our bedroom...not a cockroach, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a mouse.   I sat for three hours staring at the place I saw  it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally left my post about 15 minutes ago because, well, I give up.    I am super disappointed in myself.  After the last incident I have been telling myself that I would not freak out, but handle the situation calmly and with dignity.  No such luck, maybe next Sunday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1681316358334378921?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1681316358334378921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1681316358334378921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1681316358334378921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1681316358334378921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/03/weekly-occurance.html' title='Weekly Occurance?'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-8426500795695926806</id><published>2007-03-04T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:24.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bazan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben Gibbard'/><title type='text'>So sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/ResnPB35Z6I/AAAAAAAAACg/W-y8IRi0Jx0/s1600-h/ben+gibbard.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/ResnPB35Z6I/AAAAAAAAACg/W-y8IRi0Jx0/s320/ben+gibbard.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038163747298437026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday tickets were released for the show of the millennium.  At 12 pm tickets to Ben Gibbard with special guest, David Bazan, went on sale and were promptly sold out by 12:05 pm.  I, unfortunately, was not one of the lucky.  I was/am heartbroken.  Abe has been scouring Craigslist and we have a couple emails out there, but I'm not sure if it will prove fruitful.  If anyone has any leads, please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-8426500795695926806?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/8426500795695926806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=8426500795695926806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8426500795695926806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8426500795695926806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-sad.html' title='So sad.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/ResnPB35Z6I/AAAAAAAAACg/W-y8IRi0Jx0/s72-c/ben+gibbard.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6912021532595161311</id><published>2007-02-28T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:02:42.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill bryson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hog wild'/><title type='text'>Yee Haw!</title><content type='html'>After tomorrow I am officially on Spring Break!!!  Wheaton has, what are called, "quad" classes.  They are only 1/2 of a semester and only worth 2 credits.  However, the professor seemed to cram 4 credits worth of work into 2 credits and half of the time.  It was a very interesting class, but I'm glad it's over.  I turned my research paper in on Tuesday, got my reading done for class tomorrow, so tonight I start Spring Break a little early. In good ol' fashion spring break style, I plan on going hog wild.  But by "hog wild", I mean reading something other than text books.  And by "something other than text books", I of course mean, Bill Bryson.  I started his travel log on Australia, entitled "In a Sunburned Country," some time ago and have been dying to pick it up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I will unwind here for a couple of days, I will spend the majority of my Spring Break working ahead.  Man, grad school is a lot of work.  Abe's spring break, unfortunately, doesn't coincide with mine.  So the plan is to leave her behind, head to my folks' house, pick up my little dog, and head for my grandmother's farm.  I'm going to spend a few days in silence.  The city has been smothering me and it's time for a break.  I have a lot of school work to do, so the solitude should prove to help with productivity as well.  I don't think grad school spring break is quite the same as how it was in undergrad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6912021532595161311?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6912021532595161311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6912021532595161311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6912021532595161311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6912021532595161311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/yee-haw.html' title='Yee Haw!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-9147476472579470248</id><published>2007-02-19T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:24.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorm life'/><title type='text'>Why am I such a girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RdqSs3RC1HI/AAAAAAAAADU/NEzQKoye_lI/s1600-h/IMG_3513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RdqSs3RC1HI/AAAAAAAAADU/NEzQKoye_lI/s320/IMG_3513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033496832987288690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester we had a little mouse problem in our apartment.  Our bedroom ceiling has dropped tile and a little mouse had made his home there.  Brandon and I could hear the mouse scurrying around above our heads while we tried to sleep.  The maintenance people came and put a sticky trap up in the ceiling.  The mouse got caught within a few days.  I haven't heard or seen any signs of a mouse since.  Until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to get a piece of candy out of this bowl that I keep sweet things in.    One of those things is chocolate.   I ran across this piece of candy (see picture, I apologize for the blur).   This piece of candy had obviously served as a delicious meal for one of my furry friends.  So, now I know that Brandon and I  are not the only occupants of our apartment.  Brandon is working tonight so I have to make the brave trek from our study to our bedroom by myself.   This requires me walking through the kitchen where I am positive I heard the mouse.  I really don't consider myself high maintenance or girlie......but apparently I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-9147476472579470248?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/9147476472579470248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=9147476472579470248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/9147476472579470248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/9147476472579470248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-am-i-such-girl.html' title='Why am I such a girl?'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RdqSs3RC1HI/AAAAAAAAADU/NEzQKoye_lI/s72-c/IMG_3513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-139313418301807445</id><published>2007-02-17T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:15:08.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrested development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>I remember when weekends were relaxing.  Today I spent 12 hours studying and writing for school.  That includes a 6 1/2 hour stint at Caribou.  I made some good headway on a paper I'm writing and took a big bite out of some reading that I have to do for a colloquium on this coming Friday.  My brain was fried by the time I got back to the apartment tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey, sans husband, set off on adventures all over the city.  This afternoon, she and one of her RA's took a drive to find a Gap Outlet.  Not a big deal?  Well, it's one of maybe 5 times that she's driven in the city thus far and she was happy to report tonight that she also did a fine job of parallel parking.  If you think the parking isn't a big deal, then you've never heard the story of how our car got towed because she absolutely refused to parallel park it.  Tonight she took off on a jaunt to a local movie theater with her coworker.  They saw "Music and Lyrics," a Hugh Grant flick.  I'm glad I had schoolwork to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't had a lot of time together recently.  So given a little time together tonight, we decided to make the most.  She handed it to me in a rousing game of dice then we retired to watching Arrested Development: Season I.  That show brings back a lot of good memories... our little bungalow, good friends, a friendly city, and our beloved Lucille 3 (if you ever wondered how Lucy got her name, the answer is found by watching AD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd how so many memories are tied to something as trivial as a canceled television show.  Odd, but nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-139313418301807445?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/139313418301807445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=139313418301807445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/139313418301807445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/139313418301807445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1387061823923979946</id><published>2007-02-16T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:25.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Where have we been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RdaOciODpOI/AAAAAAAAADA/yJIlEl4PjoU/s1600-h/IMG_3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RdaOciODpOI/AAAAAAAAADA/yJIlEl4PjoU/s320/IMG_3480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032366254506353890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the silence from our end.  It is pretty sad that our last post was 12 days ago.  We have both been busy from the minute we start our days until we fall into bed at night.  I have been meaning to post for a couple of days now, but every time I sit down to write I draw a complete blank.  The busyness of my life has caused me to lack all capability of forming coherent sentences.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we left town and went to Brandon's parents' house.  We got to spend time with Brandon's family, celebrate our nephew's 1st birthday, and see Lucy!  It was a really fun weekend for us.  Here is a picture of the birthday boy as he eats his cake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1387061823923979946?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1387061823923979946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1387061823923979946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1387061823923979946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1387061823923979946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-have-we-been.html' title='Where have we been?'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RdaOciODpOI/AAAAAAAAADA/yJIlEl4PjoU/s72-c/IMG_3480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3098974405885981694</id><published>2007-02-05T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:21:59.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity look-alikes'/><title type='text'>Abe's celebrity look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/8_9/fkl608_781410fabb7c5416j4ha08" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - free genealogy software"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty hot, but she's no Scarlett Johansson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-3098974405885981694?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3098974405885981694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3098974405885981694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3098974405885981694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3098974405885981694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/abes-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='Abe&apos;s celebrity look-alikes'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1248580026136279693</id><published>2007-02-05T12:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:26:05.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity look-alikes'/><title type='text'>My celebrity look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/8_9/s5ej15_7438548b297c54x6zs5q15" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - track your genealogical lineage"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I look more like Scarlett Johansson than Elton John.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1248580026136279693?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1248580026136279693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1248580026136279693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1248580026136279693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1248580026136279693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-celebritylook-likes.html' title='My celebrity look-alikes'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1299720304281888931</id><published>2007-02-05T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:25.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><title type='text'>Brrrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rcb93Alq4OI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IB8v5KDyq0E/s1600-h/IMG_3402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rcb93Alq4OI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IB8v5KDyq0E/s320/IMG_3402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027985155498369250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how I walked home tonight from work.  It's  around -10 degrees with a wind chill of around -30.  A bit brisk, but I made the half-mile walk alright.  I only had one problem...my eyelashes kept freezing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at work I saw this homeless lady.  I see her most every night I work.  She's doubtlessly mentally unhealthy.    And tonight, I'm sure, she'll be lucky if she lives to see the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard city to live in.  There is no end to the need.  To think of doing anything is all at once, overwhelming and seemingly useless.  When I was oriented at this job, I was warned that homeless people would try to sneak into the building.  I thought about what I would do tonight if she tried to sneak in.  What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the immensity and ever-present need of homelessness makes it so easy to grow cynical.  It's so easy to slip into the mindset that these people can help themselves.  Why worry, they've made their bed, let them sleep in it.  If you don't want to be homeless quit using drugs.  If you don't want to be cold tonight, try staying on your prescribed meds.  If you don't want to sleep in an alley rolled up in carpet padding, go to a homeless shelter.  But that attitude is just wrong, it's  just so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact of the matter is that I deserve to be out there.  Had it not been for socio-economic, geo-political, what-ever accident I could be out there in the full, deadly reality that I can't help myself up when I'm 66 feet below the bottom rung!  It doesn't matter how or who got me here... I AM HERE.  The gulf between my fingers and that bottom rung is too great, and it's growing each day.  And, she is there.  Helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought a lot about what I can or should be doing with the homeless and the beggars of this city.  Filling backpacks with supplies.  Volunteering at a shelter.  Handing out food.  Something, I know, is better than nothing.  And I do need to do something, it's what my Master has called me to.  But it's so overwhelming.  There's no way that I can fill enough backpacks.  There aren't enough beds in the shelters.  There's never enough food.  It's overwhelming.  But tonight it is more than overwhelming... it's just beyond me.  Tonight people will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, be with the homeless of this city tonight.  Be with them in a miraculous way.  Keep them warm in your arms in a way that defies comprehension and nature.  Lord your eye is on even the smallest bird, don't look away from those in need of warmth tonight.  Forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1299720304281888931?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1299720304281888931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1299720304281888931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1299720304281888931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1299720304281888931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/02/brrrrr.html' title='Brrrrr!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/Rcb93Alq4OI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IB8v5KDyq0E/s72-c/IMG_3402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-8452611438952037174</id><published>2007-01-27T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:19:47.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!</title><content type='html'>We are in Des Moines this weekend.  We came to assist my parents with my niece and nephews.  Not that my parents are not fully capable, because they are.  They have been watching my sister's kids for a week while she is on vacation with her husband.  My parents leave Monday morning for their own vacation so Brandon and I came to give them time to get things done before they go.&lt;br /&gt;Caring for three kids who are five years old and under is exhausting.  Josh, Jake, and Haley are  really fun children who had us laughing all day!  While we are both tired tonight, and it is only 10, we are so glad we came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a matter of exhaustion it was a matter of infestation.  Some little bug has infested Abe's body.  I haven't seen her this ill in our entire marriage.  By the time we got home last night, she was in a miserable state.  Much of the same today.  But I pray that she is on the mend now.  I'm wondering if it's something about the DSM.  Upon conclusion of our last visit there, we both came down with something.  I sure hope not, because I LOVE THAT CITY.&lt;br /&gt;--brandon&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/29563370-8452611438952037174?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/8452611438952037174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=8452611438952037174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8452611438952037174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8452611438952037174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/tired.html' title='Tired!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-4826258936826143551</id><published>2007-01-24T21:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:48:52.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idiot'/><title type='text'>A new era has begun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M9tyHqQbTJ8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M9tyHqQbTJ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/29563370-4826258936826143551?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/4826258936826143551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=4826258936826143551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4826258936826143551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4826258936826143551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-era-has-begun_8190.html' title='A new era has begun...'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-3036326016489937803</id><published>2007-01-24T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:25.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='statistics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucy'/><title type='text'>Could This Be True?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Rbf_VjMdPKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QDTepsj86Ck/s1600-h/IMG_2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Rbf_VjMdPKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QDTepsj86Ck/s320/IMG_2736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023764655044902050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading the Readers Digest and I read a statistic that made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;"88% of female dog owners say their pet has at least one quality they would like to see in their significant other."&lt;br /&gt;I would have to think really hard about a trait that Lucy has that I would want to see in Brandon.  The only one I can think of is if he could wag his butt furiously every time I entered a room...yeah....that would be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-3036326016489937803?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/3036326016489937803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=3036326016489937803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3036326016489937803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/3036326016489937803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/could-this-be-true.html' title='Could This Be True?'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/Rbf_VjMdPKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QDTepsj86Ck/s72-c/IMG_2736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6138100700581551998</id><published>2007-01-20T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:25.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Dad and Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RbL6KltSQsI/AAAAAAAAACo/_edexLxnBgs/s1600-h/IMG_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RbL6KltSQsI/AAAAAAAAACo/_edexLxnBgs/s320/IMG_2086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022351594299212482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents turned 53 this last week. Not only do they share the same birthday, but they were born the same year.  Usually,  I  send one card for them.  That seemed cheap, so this year I sent my parents separate birthday cards.  I also thought of this well in advance and knew that they would receive them on time, if not early!  Well, thanks to the magnificent Chicago mail system only my Dad got his card.  My mom's arrived later, or so I hope?  So much for trying to be on top of things in '07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a really amazing couple.  I miss living close to them.  Happy &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; you two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6138100700581551998?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6138100700581551998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6138100700581551998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6138100700581551998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6138100700581551998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-belated-dad-and-mom.html' title='Happy Belated Dad and Mom!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RbL6KltSQsI/AAAAAAAAACo/_edexLxnBgs/s72-c/IMG_2086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-4463164755116810402</id><published>2007-01-17T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:19:05.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peasant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Budget???</title><content type='html'>What my wife has &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;referred&lt;/span&gt; to as a "budget" is but a mere euphemism for the harsh reality that now faces me.  What she has labeled a "budget" might more aptly be labeled a "spending freeze."  You see, dear brothers and sisters, I have not eaten "out" in what is now somewhere close to a week and a half.  Being a bourgeois epicurean, I take great delight in the finer things that one, of my standing, can afford (i.e. pizza, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thai&lt;/span&gt; food, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chipotle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;popeye's&lt;/span&gt;, etc...).  In my entire life, I have never (that I can recall or venture to estimate) gone this long without indulging my palate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my studies I can't help but relate my own struggle with that of a late-medieval serf (&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brandon&lt;/span&gt;) to his Lady (abbey).  The time would be drawing nigh to a Peasants' Rebellion of my own, had I not learned that the rebellion was ruthlessly squelched by the nobility, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reinstating&lt;/span&gt; their hold over their &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lessers&lt;/span&gt;.  If history wasn't so prone to repeating itself, I might take a stand against my lording Lady and get myself a chicken wing or some Tom Yum, but alas I will bow to her strength and might.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-4463164755116810402?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/4463164755116810402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=4463164755116810402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4463164755116810402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4463164755116810402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/budget.html' title='Budget???'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-4965750520865059637</id><published>2007-01-14T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:25.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorm life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ramen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RaseHltSQqI/AAAAAAAAACU/Lj8gRGRL2Qw/s1600-h/IMG_3388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RaseHltSQqI/AAAAAAAAACU/Lj8gRGRL2Qw/s320/IMG_3388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020139325364519586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on a budget.  Brandon and I took a look at our finances over the weekend and made a budget that we will be following until May of 2008.  We have made many previous attempts at budgeting, and failed miserably, but I am hopeful this one will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student dining room does not serve dinner on Sundays.   So, we went to the grocery store to find dinner.  This was our first shopping trip with our new budget.   The picture above is what we ended up with.  6 packages for $1.50!   While I am almost sure there is NO nutritional value in ramen it tasted quite good.  You can tell by Brandon's face the he is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; happy about ramen (note sarcasm)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-4965750520865059637?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/4965750520865059637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=4965750520865059637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4965750520865059637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/4965750520865059637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/ramen.html' title='Ramen!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RaseHltSQqI/AAAAAAAAACU/Lj8gRGRL2Qw/s72-c/IMG_3388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-8350968037876099364</id><published>2007-01-11T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:26.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tight rolled jeans'/><title type='text'>First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RacNr1tSQnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_cblGjeqmZc/s1600-h/IMG_3363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RacNr1tSQnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_cblGjeqmZc/s320/IMG_3363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018995356530262642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RacNsFtSQoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CKwZjzT_KEE/s1600-h/IMG_3365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RacNsFtSQoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CKwZjzT_KEE/s320/IMG_3365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018995360825229954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon had his first day of class on Monday.  We took a picture to remember the day.  Since his first day of class he has been reading and reading......and reading.   I believe that I may have lost my huband until sometime in May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-8350968037876099364?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/8350968037876099364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=8350968037876099364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8350968037876099364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8350968037876099364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RacNr1tSQnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_cblGjeqmZc/s72-c/IMG_3363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5136633175429297583</id><published>2007-01-07T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:47:54.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macs'/><title type='text'>Holla!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted on how things are going for me here in Chi-town. Abe told me I needed to start pulling my own weight around this blog. So here's 3 things to help get you up to speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start class tomorrow -- eeeeeeeek, I'm nervous! Abe said she would take my picture on the stairs to commemorate my first day of school. I promised her that I would tight-roll my pants and possibly even wear a silk shirt for old-times-sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  New MacBook -- It's pretty sweet.  My plan will be (when it's all figured out) to record &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;of my lectures.  This might also be the beginning of podcasting, maybe even video podcasting for yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. New Music -- I've been hanging on to some iTunes gift cards since my going away party from Valley Church. So tonight I dropped 70 bones worth and got the following, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Damien Rice - 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            Over the Rhine - Drunkard's Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            Counting Crows - Recovering the Satellites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            Seu Jorge - The Life Aquatic Studio Sessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        David Bazan - Fewer Moving Parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            Death Cab for Cutie - Plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            Pedro the Lion - The Only Reason I Feel Secure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(***Contains their version of Be Thou My                         Vision--My favorite band of all time playing one of my favorite songs of all time!!)&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/29563370-5136633175429297583?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5136633175429297583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5136633175429297583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5136633175429297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5136633175429297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2007/01/holla.html' title='Holla!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-122909453736769358</id><published>2006-12-27T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:26.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Travels!</title><content type='html'>I hope that you all had a wonderful Christmas. We had a great time. My parents came to Chicago to spend the holiday with us. We were really busy the entire time, but it was so much fun. It was a perfect time of eating good food, seeing Chicago, shoppping, playing games, and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent some time with my sister, Allison, and her family. We got to attend my nephew's Christmas performance at his school. We had a really fun time with Allison's family. Her kids make us laugh so hard. I got my hair highlighted while visiting them, so I am no longer a brunette...I am so happy to be blonde again. We went on a double date and had so much fun catching up with Ty and Alli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading to see my sister, we spent time with Brandon's family. We celebrated Christmas with the Mick's. Christmas was extra special this year due to three new babies! It was so fun to be around our nephews who are 6 mo. and 9 mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few quiet days in Chicago we leave again tomorrow to head to Des Moines for two weddings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpAlgEkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aLVV4gqg3PA/s1600-h/IMG_3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpAlgEkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aLVV4gqg3PA/s320/IMG_3317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013287743051010626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpQlgElI/AAAAAAAAABE/HMk3GK0BRR0/s1600-h/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpQlgElI/AAAAAAAAABE/HMk3GK0BRR0/s320/IMG_3195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013287747345977938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpwlgEmI/AAAAAAAAABM/-cv8oWCUXRc/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpwlgEmI/AAAAAAAAABM/-cv8oWCUXRc/s320/IMG_3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013287755935912546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGqAlgEnI/AAAAAAAAABU/a1bICm8EBqo/s1600-h/IMG_3238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGqAlgEnI/AAAAAAAAABU/a1bICm8EBqo/s320/IMG_3238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013287760230879858" 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/29563370-122909453736769358?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/122909453736769358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=122909453736769358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/122909453736769358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/122909453736769358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-travels.html' title='Christmas Travels!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RZLGpAlgEkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aLVV4gqg3PA/s72-c/IMG_3317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-5128127335498583892</id><published>2006-12-25T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:26.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RY_43viyI0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QO4UcBGHgzY/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RY_43viyI0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QO4UcBGHgzY/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012498546825503554" 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/29563370-5128127335498583892?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/5128127335498583892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=5128127335498583892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5128127335498583892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/5128127335498583892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RY_43viyI0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QO4UcBGHgzY/s72-c/IMG_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-352005582722658886</id><published>2006-12-14T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:10:36.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>One Semester Down!</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day that students were allowed to be on campus for the fall semester.   The second floor (where we live) of the girls dorm is a ghost town.  I cannot believe that my first semester here is over.   It went so fast.  One of the perks of my job is that I do not have to work over breaks.  My fellow RS's and I split up the total days of winter break to be "on duty".  My days are the 24-27th of December.  So, Brandon and I are taking off tomorrow for time with family.  Here is our schedule for the next couple weeks.   If we are going to be near any of you and you want to see us, call and we will try to work it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                December 15-18     Christmas with the Mick's&lt;br /&gt;                                December 19-21     Lincoln, NE to see the Thomas Family&lt;br /&gt;                                December 21             Over night in Des Moines&lt;br /&gt;                               December 22-27     Chicago....Christmas with my parents and "duty"&lt;br /&gt;                                December 28-1       Des Moines for two weddings ( you know who you are!!)&lt;br /&gt;                                January 1                     Back to Chicago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-352005582722658886?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/352005582722658886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=352005582722658886' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/352005582722658886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/352005582722658886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-semester-down.html' title='One Semester Down!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2293187217188176522</id><published>2006-12-11T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:26.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manly Man Stuff'/><title type='text'>Guys weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RX43EOykiXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Qegiob6G1o/s1600-h/IMG_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RX43EOykiXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Qegiob6G1o/s320/IMG_3107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007500381511780722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, I took a 7 hour car ride (one way) to beautiful Slim Lake in the Northwoods of Wisconsin to spend some time with old college friends.  My friend Ben's (green shirt) parents own a wonderful cabin on a very pleasant lake there.  Due to ministry obligations and general life getting in the way, I have been unable to spend much time with my friends from college.  Also in attendance were: Aaron a.k.a. Karona (yellow shirt), Shane (gray fleece on far right, your right not his), and BJ (black hooded sweatshirt...okay if I just said "he's the really hot one" you'd be able to find him).   I have shared much of myself and many life experiences with these guys and love them dearly.  The other guys in the picture are roommates and friends of Ben.  Most of them were fellow NWC grads and all around good guys.  We reminisced much and laughed so hard that our sides hurt by the end of the weekend.  Thanks guys for a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-2293187217188176522?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2293187217188176522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2293187217188176522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2293187217188176522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2293187217188176522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/guys-weekend.html' title='Guys weekend.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RX43EOykiXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Qegiob6G1o/s72-c/IMG_3107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7999274050084440804</id><published>2006-12-08T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:27.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>4 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RXmUBanlXWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iQa9BM2mZFs/s1600-h/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RXmUBanlXWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iQa9BM2mZFs/s320/IMG_2911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006195212845145442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe that I have been married to this woman for 4 years?  Well believe it, yesterday marked our 4 year anniversary.  I am so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7999274050084440804?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7999274050084440804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7999274050084440804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7999274050084440804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7999274050084440804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/4-years.html' title='4 years!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7VziGjqgF0/RXmUBanlXWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iQa9BM2mZFs/s72-c/IMG_2911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-1888008670907258950</id><published>2006-12-03T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:07:06.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facetiousness'/><title type='text'>I'm not sure why, but....</title><content type='html'>I recently began a list of television shows I would like to see taken off the air with great celerity.  This is by no means an exhaustive list of the shows which no person should bear, but this is where it stands including the reason for a  swift disposal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.jimbakkershow.com/"&gt;The NEW Jim Bakker Show&lt;/a&gt; -- scam artist, Scam Artist, SCAM ARTIST!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Last_Call_with_Carson_Daly/"&gt;Last Call with Carson Daily&lt;/a&gt; -- Carson Daily's categorical lack of personality and his supreme inability to come across as anything other than CREEPY.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://tyrashow.warnerbros.com/"&gt;The Tyra Banks Show&lt;/a&gt;  -- The Tyra Banks Show&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.meganmullally.net/"&gt;The Megan Mullally Show&lt;/a&gt; -- It just doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/CNN/Programs/nancy.grace/"&gt;Nancy Grace&lt;/a&gt; -- Besides the eye makeup... well, there's the pushing people to suicide for starters.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/The_Tonight_Show_with_Jay_Leno/"&gt;The Tonight Show with Jay Leno&lt;/a&gt; -- It's just a time-slot that should include humor, originality, and talent.  Somebody call up the bullpen and get Conan in here.&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/showmethemoney/index.html"&gt;Show Me the Money&lt;/a&gt; -- Captain Kirk urging you to pick your "Dancer with the answer!"  Please, make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to add to this list.  Maybe we could draft a letter to the President of TV and voice our collective discontent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-1888008670907258950?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/1888008670907258950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=1888008670907258950' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1888008670907258950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/1888008670907258950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-not-sure-why-but.html' title='I&apos;m not sure why, but....'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6963414654302209060</id><published>2006-12-02T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:27.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>Congrats Aaron and Jess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RXGyMIWGp1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2tZFa5ZHrQk/s1600-h/IMG_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RXGyMIWGp1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2tZFa5ZHrQk/s320/IMG_2927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003976582453700434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RXGyB4WGpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HulnYZpciDI/s1600-h/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RXGyB4WGpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HulnYZpciDI/s320/IMG_2941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003976406360041266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Thanksgiving break we had the pleasure of seeing Aaron and Jess get married.  We met Jess last year through Epoch.  She is an amazing woman whom I miss dearly.  Brandon sang in their wedding and did a wonderful job (I'm not biased at all).  Jess was a beautiful bride!  I meant to post some of these pictures last week, but we got sick and busy.  Happy one week anniversary Jess and Aaron!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6963414654302209060?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6963414654302209060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6963414654302209060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6963414654302209060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6963414654302209060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/12/congrats-aaron-and-jess.html' title='Congrats Aaron and Jess!'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RXGyMIWGp1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2tZFa5ZHrQk/s72-c/IMG_2927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6042129364302022935</id><published>2006-11-30T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:58:44.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith in Action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>On the Other Side</title><content type='html'>Tonight, as I was thinking, I realized how different my life is from last year at this time and in so many ways.  I know that seems like a "duh" statement, but I am talking "different" in more ways than geography.  I am no longer working with individuals who are financially poor.  My department at work decided to sponsor a child from Chinatown this Christmas.  We bought items to give this girl as presents.  I was so happy to participate in this.  Picking out items to give to Jenny was so much fun.  In my last job the families that I worked with were sponsored every Christmas and I had the joy of delivering the gifts to the families.   From my experience, sponsor programs are meaningful and bring so much joy to the individuals.   While I do not want to demean sponsor programs in any way,  I was convicted in my own heart that this isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking back to last year and the fact that my interactions with needy (needy in the physical sense) didn't come only once a year.  At points my daily interaction with my clients drove me to feeling calloused and numb.  I know that response was wrong, but I also know that giving one child Christmas,  a child whom I will never even see or meet also feels inadequate.  I am not working in the human service field right at the moment, and reaching out to needy people will take more work...but I don't think that means I am off the hook in any way.  This is just a thought that has been floating around in my mind.  I am hopeful that it will lead me to loving the less fortunate around me on a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt; basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6042129364302022935?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6042129364302022935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6042129364302022935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6042129364302022935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6042129364302022935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-other-side.html' title='On the Other Side'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-8227866000091368427</id><published>2006-11-27T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:25:44.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>I'm so full.</title><content type='html'>Here we are, back in Chicago.  We had a great weekend with both of our families.   Lots of time with all  of our nephews and niece.  It was a blast, but definitely good birth control... if you know what I mean.  This may be the first time that our tiny dorm room/apartment  has seemed quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our stomachs are distending, the self-inflicted proof of another year of celebratory gluttony, Abe and I pressed on in holiday fashion.  Tonight we set up our meager tree.   This place still doesn't feel totally like home, but throw up a fake fir and you are one step closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_3007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/320/IMG_3007.jpg" alt="" 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/29563370-8227866000091368427?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/8227866000091368427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=8227866000091368427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8227866000091368427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/8227866000091368427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-full.html' title='I&apos;m so full.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6741267513643604807</id><published>2006-11-25T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T18:47:52.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>In no particular order.</title><content type='html'>Family.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;Squirrel-friend.&lt;br /&gt;Nephews.&lt;br /&gt;Niece.&lt;br /&gt;Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;Beef stroganoff.&lt;br /&gt;Stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;Mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin pie.&lt;br /&gt;Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Killer Bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;Rope Swing.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon the wedding singer.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. &amp; Mrs. Aaron Savage.&lt;br /&gt;Tony &amp;amp; Katie.&lt;br /&gt;1 Christmas down.&lt;br /&gt;Undershirts and coasters.&lt;br /&gt;New shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;Early mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... more to come, I'm sure, the weekend is not over.  We'll see you back here on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a fantastic Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6741267513643604807?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6741267513643604807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6741267513643604807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6741267513643604807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6741267513643604807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-no-particular-order.html' title='In no particular order.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7819788000871718461</id><published>2006-11-20T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:50:48.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mustaches'/><title type='text'>You be the judge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/407653/IMG_2719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6634/3608/320/920932/IMG_2719.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon and I are at an impasse.  We cannot seem to come to an agreement on his new facial hair.  So, we decided to take a vote.  Please weigh in on whether or not the mustache, yes that is a mustache, should stay.  I am sure you can guess which way I am leaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7819788000871718461?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7819788000871718461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7819788000871718461' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7819788000871718461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7819788000871718461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-be-judge.html' title='You be the judge.'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-2408643144613258254</id><published>2006-11-20T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:33:08.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Pie Attempt #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/240846/IMG_2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6634/3608/320/772562/IMG_2695.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of my first attempt making pumpkin pie.  Brandon and I were grocery shopping yesterday and I walked past a display of all the necessary items for a complete Thanksgiving dinner.  As I walked by I had a craving for pumpkin pie and did not want to wait until Thursday.   I decided to make one myself.  Who knew that you had to bake pumpkin pie for an hour, and then let it cool for two?!  So much for immediate gratification.   The end result was a very sub-par pie.  It was burned around the edge and mushy in the middle.  I now know after discussing this with a friend that there are ways to prevent this.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have one more day of work before we leave town.  I am very excited for family time, good food, and to see my little dog Lucy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-2408643144613258254?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/2408643144613258254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=2408643144613258254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2408643144613258254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/2408643144613258254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/pumpkin-pie-attempt-1.html' title='Pumpkin Pie Attempt #1'/><author><name>abbey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00156777911657532936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MSGZmzlgtiY/RwUS9WSqLdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ESj7DBPxOAc/s320/RA+Fall+Retreat+and+Family+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-7657979212566997046</id><published>2006-11-14T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:32:31.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarity'/><title type='text'>Muffinssssss! (Actually my wife told me they were...Cupcakesssss!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/320/IMG_2646.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you guess how boring my life has become?  This is what I did today, how about all you other men out there?  What?!? I'm confident enough in my manhood to admit this...I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-7657979212566997046?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/7657979212566997046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=7657979212566997046' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7657979212566997046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/7657979212566997046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/muffinssssssss.html' title='Muffinssssss! (Actually my wife told me they were...Cupcakesssss!)'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-6407941921740946395</id><published>2006-11-13T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:15:07.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarity'/><title type='text'>The city of wind will put hair on your chest.</title><content type='html'>Many of you who know me, know that I am sometimes referred to as "the Great Hairless Wonder."  I am called this, for those who are too cretinous to infer, for my general lack of body hair.  Today I was flexing, shirtless, in front of the mirror (as I am wont to do from time to time), and behold!  My gaze fell upon a small group of infinitesimal hairs burgeoning forth from and around a mole.  Now, I recognize that mole-hairs should not count as genuine body hair, but there was one, solitary hair germinating, not from a mole, but from my bare chest.  I have a chest hair!  I did take a picture, but to capture the microscopic scene I had to use the macro setting on my camera.  A macro picture of a mole and surrounding hairs, I assume, would be much to revolting for a respectable blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-6407941921740946395?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/6407941921740946395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=6407941921740946395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6407941921740946395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/6407941921740946395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/city-of-wind-will-put-hair-on-your.html' title='The city of wind will put hair on your chest.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116277766464557020</id><published>2006-11-05T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:08.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2544.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2579.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a really fun, busy weekend. Friday I took my 11 RA's on a retreat. The idea was to get away from the city and relax. We headed to a hotel in Naperville, IL.  It was a really fun night of eating, laughing, playing games, and watching movies.  It was so nice to have down-time with some of my favorite ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I had the joy of hanging out with my dear friend Sarah. It was so much fun to have Sarah in Chicago, show her my apartment, eat good food, and talk. There is something so refreshing about a good friend. I was so encouraged by her and only wish we had more time together! The one sour note of the whole weekend was that it took me 45 minutes to pick her up at Union Station.  That is absolutely ridiculous as Union Station is 1 mile from us.  I was completely lost! I think that is proof that I need to take Brandon's advice and study a map!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*abbey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2620.jpg" alt="" 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/29563370-116277766464557020?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116277766464557020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116277766464557020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116277766464557020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116277766464557020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116223148833087128</id><published>2006-10-30T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:08.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister came to town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2507.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2507.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems like we've had so few opportunities to spend with family in the past few years.  But for the last few days we've had the privilege of having my sister and her family stay with us here in Chicago.  They said that they came to visit the Brazilian consulate and a school south of Chicago, but I like to think that they came to spend time in the girls' dorm.  One of the greatest things is that we've got to spend time with our nephew Sam Jr..  It has been a blast getting to know the little guy.  He has got to be on&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2515.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e of the most ridiculously, jovial children I've come across, but of course, who wouldn't laugh their head off if they had an uncle like me. A few notes to make about their visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  We ate some of the best &lt;a href="http://www.pizza-ria.com/"&gt;pizza &lt;/a&gt;in town.&lt;br /&gt;2.  We played &lt;a href="http://www.killerbunnies.com/"&gt;Killer Bunnies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. We visited a new &lt;a href="http://www.cowrigleyville.com/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;, which we incidentally loved and plan on going back (this is good news if you are familiar with our woes of finding a ch&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2518.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;urch).&lt;br /&gt;4. We drank a lot of Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sam and I had hours of discussion on theology, church, and Christianity, which I'm pretty sure was a ton-o-fun for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;6.  We ate Thai food, which didn't give us diarrhea.  Sam Jr. didn't have the Thai food but had diarrhea all the way up to his chubby, little shoulders and had to have a bath in our kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-116223148833087128?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116223148833087128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116223148833087128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116223148833087128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116223148833087128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-sister-came-to-town.html' title='My sister came to town.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116200968897728098</id><published>2006-10-27T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:07.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booyah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/600px-Saint_Louis_Cardinals_Logo.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/600px-Saint_Louis_Cardinals_Logo.0.png" alt="" 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/29563370-116200968897728098?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116200968897728098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116200968897728098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116200968897728098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116200968897728098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/booyah.html' title='Booyah!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116189480233695088</id><published>2006-10-26T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:07.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my grandparents.  My grandmother, yesterday, underwent a second surgery in under a week, dealing with her bout with colon cancer.  There was much infection in her abdomen, so a second surgery was necessary to clean it up.  She is struggling now and on life support.  This is also very hard on my grandfather as he is watching his wife of  58 years struggle so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-116189480233695088?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116189480233695088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116189480233695088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116189480233695088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116189480233695088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/please-pray.html' title='Please pray.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116172558574981378</id><published>2006-10-24T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:07.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenge has been issued.</title><content type='html'>If you are a nerd, you may want to take up my challenge &lt;a href="http://subsistent.blogspot.com/2006/10/quasi-intellectual-challenge-trial-run.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-116172558574981378?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116172558574981378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116172558574981378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116172558574981378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116172558574981378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/challenge-has-been-issued.html' title='A challenge has been issued.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116157721433691989</id><published>2006-10-22T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:06.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Chicago Marathon.  The above pictures are of us cheering for the runners.  My sister's husband ran and did awesome.  Joe finished in 3:29...I think that is really amazing!   We started the morning right at 8 waiting to cheer for Joe with our signs and cowbells.  If you will notice in the picture, we were basically the first people out there to cheer on the runners.    It was freezing, very windy,  but tons of fun.  Watching the race at the beginning was so exciting, it was contagious.  I was thinking "Wow, I really want to do this next year."  But, at mile 25 it was a different story... it just looked painful at that point.  I am really not sure it is something that I could ever do.  Here's to Joe!  Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*abbey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-116157721433691989?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116157721433691989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116157721433691989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116157721433691989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116157721433691989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/marathon.html' title='Marathon!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116131655195526444</id><published>2006-10-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:06.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, it's my second post of the day.  But, come on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/600px-Saint_Louis_Cardinals_Logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/600px-Saint_Louis_Cardinals_Logo.png" alt="" 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/29563370-116131655195526444?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116131655195526444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116131655195526444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116131655195526444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116131655195526444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116131012987699548</id><published>2006-10-19T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:06.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/ban_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 89px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/ban_home.jpg" alt="" 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/29563370-116131012987699548?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116131012987699548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116131012987699548' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116131012987699548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116131012987699548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-in.html' title='I&apos;m in.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116115624282775667</id><published>2006-10-18T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:06.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunneous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2471.jpg" alt="" 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/29563370-116115624282775667?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116115624282775667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116115624282775667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116115624282775667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116115624282775667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/brunneous.html' title='Brunneous.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116112151845499203</id><published>2006-10-17T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:06.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a good day.</title><content type='html'>It seems that days like today are few and far between for me in this city.  It's not that the days are necessarily bad, they are just...boring.  So what made today good?  What made it less boring than most others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Good Coffee - I got a new brew from &lt;a href="http://www.traderjoes.com"&gt;Trader Joe's&lt;/a&gt;.  It hit the spot this morning, and shook loose the cobwebs of another night of showers and toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Good God - I've struggled spiritually since moving to Chicago.  I can't hide it.  I've struggled.  I've been very focused on me, and without full-time work or school to date; I've had a lot of time to do so.  I decided not to today.  I got the guitar and Bible out and spent some time this morning focused on Him.  It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Good Lunch - We're kind of sick of the food here at Moody.  But the food tasted better today, since I got to eat with my beautiful bride and chat in her lovely office (yeah, I am a little bit jealous that she has an office).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Good Friend - I got to have a brief conversation with a good friend.  The update sounded good.  I'm happy for him and awaiting more news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Good Cider and UEFA - I watched Manchester United beat up on &lt;span id="_RPC_container_"&gt;København &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="_RPC_container_"&gt;while enjoying a hot cider on this cold, wet October day.  Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Good Job - I work tonight.  I am a janitor/doorman at an apartment building on the "Gold Coast" of Chicago.  It's humbling, servile labor.  But I thank God for the job.  The lessons He's taught through it are priceless.  The little money that I earn helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had notable days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brandon&lt;/span&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/29563370-116112151845499203?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116112151845499203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116112151845499203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116112151845499203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116112151845499203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-good-day.html' title='Today was a good day.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-116028077064267322</id><published>2006-10-07T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:06.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love Joe Barrett!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, you haven't heard from us in a while.  My life has been consumed with preparation for the GRE.  But, that's all over now, as I took the test on Wednesday.  It wasn't much fun, but I did alright.  We are now just waiting for Wheaton's reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Abbey's parents are in town.  The boys went golfing today and the girls shopped.  Tonight we went to, what I believe to be known as, "Little Italy."  My brother-in-law's boss, Joe Barrett, took us to a little hole in the wall Italian spot.  Mama Mia, it was a-good!  After dinner we went back to Joe Barrett's apartment for dessert and coffee.  Before we did that though, we went 62 stories up to the top of his building to check out a beautiful view of Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides having great taste in Italian restaurants and a phenomenal apartment directly above the House of Blues, Joe Barrett is one of the greatest guys I've ever met.  If you're ever in Chicago, you should meet Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would include a couple pictures of our evening as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Abe and I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2393.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Joe, Andrea, Chuck, Sue and Joe Barrett)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2404.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2404.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a view from the top)&lt;br /&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/29563370-116028077064267322?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/116028077064267322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=116028077064267322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116028077064267322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/116028077064267322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-love-joe-barrett.html' title='We love Joe Barrett!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115947709915834052</id><published>2006-09-28T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:05.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh, the beautiful North East...of Iowa.</title><content type='html'>Abe and I are leaving in a little while to spend some time with my parents in Guttenberg, IA.  We are really looking forward to playing with Lucy and taking a much needed respite from the city.  Much of my time will be spent studying, however; as I will be taking the GRE in just under 1 week.  I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.  Oh, and by the way, I'm loving this weather :). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I just wanted to say something that I could put a ":)" behind.  I've recently come to the conclusion that I don't use enough ":)'s" or even ";)'s".  So from now on, you will see more ":)'s" or ";)'s" from me.  On second thought, ":)'s" and ";)'s" take far too long to type.  I'll just use the traditional method of ending my sentences with a ".".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115947709915834052?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115947709915834052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115947709915834052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115947709915834052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115947709915834052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhh-beautiful-north-eastof-iowa.html' title='Ahhh, the beautiful North East...of Iowa.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115929456295219659</id><published>2006-09-26T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:05.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;"The philosophers have only interpreted the world in various ways; the point, however, is to change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name the accidental theologian behind those words.  I dare you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115929456295219659?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115929456295219659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115929456295219659' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115929456295219659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115929456295219659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-said-it.html' title='Who said it?'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115906966737665090</id><published>2006-09-23T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:05.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brief conversation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh man, tonight was awesome!  David Bazan was phenomenal.  It was quaint, it felt like a family gathering.  Abbey and I had a great time.  He played all of her favorites and some of mine.  It was everthing I could have imagined.  And as the show closed and people were gathering to talk, it happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(while shaking the man's hand)&lt;br /&gt;brandon:  "I just wanted to say thank you.  Thanks for everything."&lt;br /&gt;david:  "Oh, you're welcome.  Thanks for coming out tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKSTORY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In the last few years, I have had an awakening, of sorts (if you didn't know, ask me about it some time).  David Bazan's music has been instrumental in arousing my soul and intellect to the stark realities of the world in which we live, for better &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; worse.  I owed him a "thank-you."  Mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brandon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115906966737665090?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115906966737665090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115906966737665090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115906966737665090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115906966737665090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/brief-conversation.html' title='A brief conversation.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115898141047122011</id><published>2006-09-22T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:05.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/david%20bazan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/david%20bazan.jpg" alt="" 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/29563370-115898141047122011?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115898141047122011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115898141047122011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115898141047122011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115898141047122011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/jealous.html' title='Jealous???'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115827265740174908</id><published>2006-09-14T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:05.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Cubs!</title><content type='html'>As I write this I can hardly believe that it is actually me having these thoughts. I went to my very first Chicago Cubs game today. They played the LA Dodgers and......WON! I went with the Residence Life team, we had our "staff meeting" at the Cubs game today. It was a really good time. I think I may actually be a fan? Which would be wierd for me as I have never, ever cared an ounce about any sport in my life. I got to eat peanuts and sing "Take me out to the Ballgame". Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*abbey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115827265740174908?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115827265740174908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115827265740174908' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115827265740174908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115827265740174908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/go-cubs.html' title='Go Cubs!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115767935730682831</id><published>2006-09-07T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:04.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all in this together...thought I would let you know</title><content type='html'>Well, here's where we stand with the old kidney stones.  I went into the pee doctor (More mature people call them Urologists, and believe me there were plenty of more mature people in the waiting room.  I think I was the youngest in the room by 40-50 years) on Tuesday.  Apparently I have 1 small stone remaining in my left kidney.  CaT scans layer images in a way that the one stone appeared as "a number."  So that's really good news.  I think the worst is behind us.  The doctor has me drinking a gallon of water a day, but the rest of my life is back to normal.  Thanks for your prayers and moral support through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115767935730682831?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115767935730682831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115767935730682831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115767935730682831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115767935730682831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/were-all-in-this-togetherthought-i.html' title='We&apos;re all in this together...thought I would let you know'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115716666263997392</id><published>2006-09-01T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:04.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang.</title><content type='html'>I recieved a call this evening, on my cellular telephone, from the urologist's office. It seems that my celebration of victory was a little premature and abhorringly short-lived. Apparently I have a "number" of additional stones in my left kidney as well as two "obstructed" stones between my right kidney and bladder. The worst part is that I'm not even sure of what that all means. But I take solace, in regards to my ineptitude, in the simple fact that the nurse that relayed the information hadn't the slightest grasp at the specifics and universality of her statements either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I asked her to repeat herself a number of times, that I might gain an inkling of the breadth of her words. And though the news was grievous, it was delivered in relative haste. It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Good evening Mr. Mick, your body has, for some unknown reason, decided to initiate a self-destruct mode. Pain, pain, and more pain is unavoidable. Morphine will be necessary, but will only breach the surface of your PAIN. You will want to die. And this could all happen at any moment. We'll see you Tuesday morning and talk about it a little more, have a great holiday weekend"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was that. She had no further answers to my pesky questions. She hung up. My life, my sanity are unsure. But she was tired of my questions. I guess we'll find out Tuesday. Have a great holiday weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115716666263997392?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115716666263997392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115716666263997392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115716666263997392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115716666263997392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/dang.html' title='Dang.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115712304991567861</id><published>2006-09-01T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:04.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidney Stone Incident of '06....resolved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/stones.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the two small, black dots are my kidney stones.  i'm so glad they are in this cup and not in me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a long, hard battle with two of my toughest, smallest opponents.....I emerge the victor.  A little bedraggled. A little battered.  But I, Sir Brandon of Chi-town, a bruised reed I did not break, have vanquished my foes.  That is, if by vanquish I mean that I finally peed them into a strainer...because that's what I did.  I've been told, a staggering amount of times over the past 4 days, that passing kidney stones is much like giving birth.  To that I lift my glass to those worthy warriors we call "moms".  Holy crap was this an ordeal.  If that's what childbirth is like, I'm sure glad my curse is to work the earth.   I feel as proud as a champion of battle, I have won.  But there is also a tinge of remorse, for the battle is over.  Okay who am I kidding, there's no remorse.  I'm so happy that those bloody stones are out of my body.  Huzzah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115712304991567861?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115712304991567861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115712304991567861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115712304991567861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115712304991567861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/09/kidney-stone-incident-of-06resolved.html' title='Kidney Stone Incident of &apos;06....resolved!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115695599448649012</id><published>2006-08-30T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:04.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidney stones recap...to date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 3 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  Something is amiss.  Something is not quite right.  It feels that a flower of pain has bloomed in the right side of my abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 5 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  Abbey and I go to Walgreens for some Gas-X to see if that will alleviate the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 6 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  Not working, let's go to the ER.  Pain isn't incredible, but we better check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 6-8:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  ER waiting room.  Pain seems to come in surges.  Pain increases with each surge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 8:30-11 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  In the ER.  Pee tested, much blood.  Dr. thinks it might be kidney stones.  CaT scan affirms doctor's suspicion.  I have 2 stones, one is 1mm and the other is 3mm.  They are located halfway between kidney and bladder.  I'm given one dose of morphine, though I don't really feel a lot of pain. This is my first experience with Morphine, feels like someone puts a pillow over your face, can't breath, scared, then, and then, nothing... no pain, no common sense.  I make friends with every passer-by.  Great Dr.'s and even better nurses in ER.  Doctor comments that he wasn't positive it was kidney stones, that is before the CaT scan, because I wasn't showing signs of enough pain.  He said people were usually screaming with pain, he commented that I must have a high pain tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 11 pm&lt;/span&gt;: Abbey and I return to the girls' dorm.  I feel pretty good about my "high pain tolerance"  We eat McDonald's as a late, late dinner.  Take narcotic pain medicine, get a little buzzed from it, write a short post.  We go to bed.  Tired, but confident that the worst is behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 4:30 am&lt;/span&gt;:  I awake.  OOOOOUUCH!  This is bad.  Pain medicine not working.  Let's go, Go, GO back to the ER!  My "high pain tolerance" theory is out the window.  This hurts, hurts bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 5 am&lt;/span&gt;:  Arrive back to ER waiting room.  Check in process goes smoothly except for moaning and vomiting due to immense, immense pain in my abdomen.  This is the worst pain I have ever experienced in all my life.  More vomiting, more moaning; bordering on screaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 5:15 am&lt;/span&gt;:  Back into the ER.  Anti-nausea and morphine injected into blood stream in the nick of time.  Morphine lasts about 15 minutes.  More please?  Sure. More pain, more vomiting.  A few more shots of anti-nausea and morphine later, they take me to the ER Observation room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 9 am - 5 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  ER Observation room.  Soooooo drugged, can't keep my eyes open for more than 5 minutes.  Abbey sticks by my side the whole time.  Incredible patience.  Nurses take forever to respond to my calls for more pain med.  My waking moments are spent drinking water and attempting to urinate through a strainer.  Abbey eats cheese popcorn and watches "White Chicks" with the Wayans bros. while I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 5 pm&lt;/span&gt;:  I'm fed up with the poor service of the ER Observation room.  The pain has subsided.  Let's go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then until now&lt;/span&gt;:  Much water.  Much peeing through strainer.  Awaiting the arrival of my twins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115695599448649012?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115695599448649012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115695599448649012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115695599448649012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115695599448649012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/kidney-stones-recapto-date.html' title='Kidney stones recap...to date.'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115682862366576763</id><published>2006-08-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:04.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day Women #12 &amp; 35</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody must get stoned....KIDNEY STONED! Well I had a fun day.  But I think that the Hydrocodone is kicking in, so the tale of pain, pain, more pain, then some morphine will have to wait until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brandon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115682862366576763?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115682862366576763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115682862366576763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115682862366576763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115682862366576763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainy-day-women-12-35.html' title='Rainy Day Women #12 &amp; 35'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115618919083859922</id><published>2006-08-21T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:03.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipee, Yipee, Yipee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/macbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/macbook.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now just days away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115618919083859922?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115618919083859922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115618919083859922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115618919083859922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115618919083859922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/yipee-yipee-yipee.html' title='Yipee, Yipee, Yipee!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115578401839371031</id><published>2006-08-16T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:03.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The freshman have arrived!</title><content type='html'>Today marked the arrival of all the new students at Moody.  I was really busy today and met lots of students and even more parents!   It was a good day.   All of the new students are here for a few days of orientation before classes start. &lt;br /&gt;As I was watching the students make awkward introductions and smile uneasily at each other, I couldn't help but remember my own first few days of my freshman year of college.    I thought of how much I did not want to be at college and how awful I thought orientation was.&lt;br /&gt;I also thought about Sarah Miller.   Sarah is an amazing friend of mine, we met in orientation.  Going on five years out of college we are still friends.  I was down the hall just a few minutes ago talking to a group of girls and I told them about Sarah.  I encouraged them that they will most likely be meeting someone in the next few days that will end up being a life long friend.&lt;br /&gt;As different as it has been to move back into a girl's dorm, I do love all the energy and excitement that is around us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*abbey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115578401839371031?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115578401839371031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115578401839371031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115578401839371031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115578401839371031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/freshman-have-arrived.html' title='The freshman have arrived!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115552816423924947</id><published>2006-08-13T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:03.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the Mick</title><content type='html'>I, Brandon (unfotunately without Abe), will be returning to the DSM on the morrow.  I will be in town from Monday evening through Wednesday afternoon.  I need to do a few things to get our fair "Bunglehole" ready for sale.  I'll be busy getting some stuff done, but give me a ring-a-ling if you'd like to buy me coffee, lunch, and/or dinner; I should have some spare time.  The number is  still the same, hope to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115552816423924947?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115552816423924947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115552816423924947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115552816423924947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115552816423924947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/return-of-mick.html' title='The return of the Mick'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115475032051506673</id><published>2006-08-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:03.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about freakin' time!</title><content type='html'>Well I think these pictures are a little overdue.  This is our home, come on in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2105.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2105.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(our little bedroom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2106.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2106.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(our closet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2108.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2108.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(le toilet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the livingroom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the livingroom #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the kitchen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2113.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the kitchen #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2114.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2114.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the study...yup, the study!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2115.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the study #2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/200/IMG_2116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(brandon's escape hatch -- a.k.a. the stairwell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2105.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115475032051506673?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115475032051506673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115475032051506673' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115475032051506673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115475032051506673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-about-freakin-time.html' title='It&apos;s about freakin&apos; time!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115454384360893098</id><published>2006-08-02T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:02.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT: Please pray for Jake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/1600/IMG_2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/3152/320/IMG_2025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jake's the one on the left... your left... the one with the huge smile... okay, he's the white one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend, &lt;a href="http://www.jakebouma.com"&gt;Jake Bouma&lt;/a&gt;, fell last night while playing a game with the junior high ministry he works with.  He is in the hospital right now with some internal bleeding (of the bladder and intestines, I believe).  It doesn't sound life threatening, but the doctors are monitoring him.  He is in a lot of pain right now.  He cannot stand up.  They are not sure how they are going to get him home to Des Moines; the camp is in Missouri.  Pray that there might not be any more complications for Jake, that his pain would subside, and that he might recover quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brandon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115454384360893098?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115454384360893098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115454384360893098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115454384360893098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115454384360893098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/08/urgent-please-pray-for-jake.html' title='URGENT: Please pray for Jake!'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115412121514943779</id><published>2006-07-28T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:02.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulary, Quantitative Comparison, and Analytical Writing... Oh My!  Chapter 2 -- "The Answer"</title><content type='html'>Well, for those of you who are waiting with baited breath for the answer to the question I posed last post; the correct answer is..... (C) demotion from glory!  And if you were waiting for me to post an answer, may I suggest a dictionary.  If you can't afford one right now, www.dictionary.com is absolutely free.  But, great job if you got it! More posts to come on the topic of the GRE, I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brandon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29563370-115412121514943779?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115412121514943779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115412121514943779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115412121514943779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115412121514943779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/07/vocabulary-quantitative-comparison-and_28.html' title='Vocabulary, Quantitative Comparison, and Analytical Writing... Oh My!  Chapter 2 -- &quot;The Answer&quot;'/><author><name>brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401900333769770239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6634/3608/1600/IMG_2501.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29563370.post-115388544019134847</id><published>2006-07-25T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:02.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulary, Quantitative Comparison, and Analytical Writing... Oh My!</title><content type='html'>Per admittance to Wheaton's graduate program, I am required to take the Graduate Record Examination (GRE for short).  As I began studying the Antonym section in my Barron's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0764178784/sr=8-1/qid=1153884107/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-5687127-4272764?ie=UTF8"&gt;"How to Prepare for the GRE"&lt;/a&gt; , I came to the stark realization that my vocabulary is not where it ought to be for this exam.  I will give an example question that I encountered below, but needless to say, I spent about an hour and a half today listening to The Appleseed Cast and doing a little light reading by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0877797099/ref=sr_11_1/104-5687127-4272764?ie=UTF8"&gt;Merriam-Webster&lt;/a&gt;.  This should be fun.  No seriously, it was really fun.  Weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt; -- In the following antonym question, a word printed in capital letters precedes five lettered words or phrases.  From these five lettered words or phrases, pick the one most nearly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; in meaning to the capitalized word.  Because some of the questions require you to distinguish fine shades of meaning, be sure to consider all the choices before deciding which one is best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOTHEOSIS:&lt;br /&gt;(A) departure from tradition&lt;br /&gt;(B) impatience with stupidity&lt;br /&gt;(C) demotion from glory&lt;br /&gt;(D) surrender to impulse&lt;br /&gt;(E) cause for grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go ahead give it a shot, see how you do.  Believe it or not, I got this one right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/29563370-115388544019134847?l=brandonandabbey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/feeds/115388544019134847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29563370&amp;postID=115388544019134847' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115388544019134847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29563370/posts/default/115388544019134847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonandabbey.blogspot.com/2006/07/vocabulary-quantitative-comparison-and.html' title='Vocabulary, Quantitative Comparison, and Analytical Writing... 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