<?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-693569899262585679</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:43:16.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris's Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-747374651482639881</id><published>2009-02-02T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:33:19.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!</title><content type='html'>Damn Cardinals! What a heart breaker.  I was so close from winning big $$$$$$$$$$..... Someone told me If you want to win big, you have to bet big.  So, when Arizona made the playoffs, I bet $500 (I haven't had to pay an electric bill for several months) no the Cardinals to win it all.  At that time, the odds were 60(something)-1.  So, if the Cardinals won, I would have won about $30K.   I was visioning a new beautiful master bath!  Damn...  Oh well, they probably lost because of MY GREED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-747374651482639881?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/747374651482639881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=747374651482639881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/747374651482639881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/747374651482639881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn-damn-damn.html' title='DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5524456168109271700</id><published>2009-01-26T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:21:51.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WIJHPX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/d75juLscGfk/s1600-h/puppy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295694540975333298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WIJHPX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/d75juLscGfk/s320/puppy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WHxRC_BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WBMI6Cyn4GI/s1600-h/puppy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295694534574013458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WHxRC_BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WBMI6Cyn4GI/s320/puppy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WHj_itAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fGg0BlJOJsk/s1600-h/puppy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295694531010933762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WHj_itAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fGg0BlJOJsk/s320/puppy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this past weekend I decided not to wait on a white boxer when I saw the cutest boxer in the world. I went and picked her up. I named her Wrangler. She is 7 weeks old and already a daddy's girl. She is very smart and has a great personality. I don't know why, but when she poops she twirls around like a helicopter... I hope that stops the older she gets. I had an amazing time with her this past weekend and was sad when I had to leave her in her kennel when I came to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been sick lately and still not better. I have a sinus infection, bronchitis and problems with my lungs again. I was supposed to head to Denver on Friday, but I won't be doing any traveling for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been working a little on the house. I got the walls and ceiling textured and started painting. Lime green and blue. FUN! Kind of looks like Seahawk colors. Not great for a Cardinals fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, Lunch time and going home to check on Wrangler..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5524456168109271700?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5524456168109271700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5524456168109271700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5524456168109271700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5524456168109271700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-dad.html' title='I am a dad.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SX4WIJHPX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/d75juLscGfk/s72-c/puppy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-2987666699489114638</id><published>2008-12-15T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:17:30.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Only!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatLUwUrpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZI9zAMku7qw/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280098023200042642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatLUwUrpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZI9zAMku7qw/s200/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatKyt-iLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/DgNAlQ1Mges/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280098014063397042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatKyt-iLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/DgNAlQ1Mges/s200/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatKAVQR2I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Gwk-4SabRmw/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280098000537929570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatKAVQR2I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Gwk-4SabRmw/s200/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatJwq-TMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7T8p2hsohjk/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280097996334058690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatJwq-TMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7T8p2hsohjk/s200/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatJaltaII/AAAAAAAAAO4/abdV_6bIGx4/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280097990406400130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatJaltaII/AAAAAAAAAO4/abdV_6bIGx4/s200/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-2987666699489114638?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/2987666699489114638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=2987666699489114638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2987666699489114638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2987666699489114638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-only.html' title='Photo Only!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUatLUwUrpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZI9zAMku7qw/s72-c/Picture+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-2399787962170355576</id><published>2008-12-14T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:53:46.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalr7IMi5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/aitEeQwCq-4/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280089787163511698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalr7IMi5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/aitEeQwCq-4/s200/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalrKq8dLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HTTgtzBAyHU/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280089774155920562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalrKq8dLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HTTgtzBAyHU/s200/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalrrNvEnI/AAAAAAAAAOo/M1UE4vrl-GM/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280089782891778674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalrrNvEnI/AAAAAAAAAOo/M1UE4vrl-GM/s200/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend was great. On Saturday I played in an 4 on 4 sand volleyball tournament. It was the first time that I was a player on a team instead of the person who put the team together. Our first game was at 10:30am and well, we lost. So, into the losers bracket we went. We won the next three games and then we faced the team that put us down in the losers bracket. At this point, one of our players had to leave. So it was 3 on 4. We beat them the first set and lost in the 3rd 15-13. We played really good and had there been refs, the outcome might have been different. I think we all did a lot better than we thought. It was a great time. I went home and I was already sore. I hadn't been hitting lately because of my shoulder but was forced to on this team. I was getting about 80% of the sets and I felt every one! When I got home, I showered and lied down. I crashed and had a great nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night I went out and saw a friend that I hadn't seen in a long time. Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to the basketball double header. ASU won and unfortunately Gonzaga lost to UofA. Great game but not happy with the outc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-2399787962170355576?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/2399787962170355576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=2399787962170355576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2399787962170355576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2399787962170355576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-weekend.html' title='Great Weekend!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SUalr7IMi5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/aitEeQwCq-4/s72-c/Picture+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-2636407384228937022</id><published>2008-12-09T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:07:16.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch for me!</title><content type='html'>Ok.  I hope that the Arizona State vs IUPUI or the Gonzaga vs UofA basket games will be on tv this Sunday.  If so, LOOK FOR ME!  I will be sitting right behind the Zags bench.  I think ASU will be sitting in front of me too!  I am going to have a sign that says Dogs EAT Cats! with hopes of getting on TV.   It's ok if you see me, I won't charge you for an autograph since I will be a tv star. LOL &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I got my Britney Spears' concert tickets today!  YAY.. I am excited!  Not that I am a big fan, but I think it will be a great concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My block wall is finished and I am just waiting for the front gate to come in.  I am so excited.  I still haven't got my new puppy yet.  The poor thing is having some health issues that the breeder is going to take care of.   I hope things are going to be ok.  If not, I will wait until next litter.  Maybe next litter there will be a deaf female white boxer.  Will just have to see what happens with my current little terror.  He is adorable and his paws are SOOOO big.  He is going to be so big!!!!!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday, my roommate and I went and got a Christmas tree.  I wanted to get an 8ft one but Sam wanted a smaller one.  So, we got a 6ft tree.  I put white lights on it and decorated it with the little teddy bears that Costco sells and the glass icecycle ornaments also from Costco.  It looks cute.  I almost bought a couple live wreaths so put on the front door and one on the table.   Eventually I will get photos.  I have so many cameras but some reason can't find the chargers for any of them. UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-2636407384228937022?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/2636407384228937022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=2636407384228937022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2636407384228937022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2636407384228937022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/12/watch-for-me.html' title='Watch for me!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7999104291227512819</id><published>2008-12-02T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:50:36.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, So last minute I was able to get a good price for a flight to Oregon. It was going to be a quick trip (up on Thursday morning and back Friday morning). I got in to Portland about 10:30am, picked up the rental car and headed to my brother and sister in law's house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parkdale&lt;/span&gt;. Mom called while I was on the way and wanted to pick up a newspaper that had the ads for Friday. I guess Michelle and Mom were going to brave the stores. I stopped in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hoodriver&lt;/span&gt; to pick up a paper and when I got out of the car I thought I was going to die. It was so cold! My lips instantly turned purple and frost covered my eyes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I exaggerated a bit but it was damn cold. Got back in the car and headed on. I finally got to K &amp;amp; D's house only to find the their heater was set at 68 or 70 degrees. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that's outside winter weather in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Phx&lt;/span&gt; so needless to say I was cold. Mom and Michelle arrived and we ate shortly after. I didn't cook! I traveled over a 1000 Miles in the freezing cold, so I thought that I earned a pass on the cooking. After dinner, I took a nap after my brother gave me a heavy blanket to keep me warm.&lt;br /&gt;Since Mom was going to Fallon for Christmas, she (or someone) decided to go ahead and do Christmas on Thanksgiving. I got some great things: Mom gave me some money to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mani&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt;, Ken &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dawnell&lt;/span&gt; gave me a gift card to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nordstrom&lt;/span&gt; and Michelle gave me a great leather money clip, so photos of our trip to Europe and some picture frames for the pics that I already put up on my desk. I didn't get anyone anything! YET...... I didn't get my surprise done and their Christmas gifts were all related to the "Surprise". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so about 9pm I decided to drive back to Portland since my flight was at 6am. My idea was to go and meet a few friends out for drinks for a little bit then stay at a hotel near the airport so I could sleep as much as possible before my 6am flight! Well, I had fun at the bar and didn't leave until somewhere around 2:30 or so. So, this meant I only had 2.5 hours until I had to be at the airport. I decided to drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jantzen&lt;/span&gt; Beach and go some food. Well, I ate but it didn't stay down. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;BAAAAAAAARFFFFFFF&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, it passed some more time. At that point, I had 1.5 hours until I wanted to be at the airport. I decided to drive to the airport on the Washington side just to take up more time. I got the car returned, got my boarding pass printed and to the gate 35 minutes before take off. I was hurting badly! After we all boarded the plane, the pilot didn't have his id and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;took&lt;/span&gt; forever to get through security. The flight took off 45 minutes late. I slept pretty much the entire way back, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lied&lt;/span&gt; down since no one was sitting next to me and woke up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;phx&lt;/span&gt;. STILL F-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; TIRED! I went home and went to bed. Woke up to take a mortgage payment in for work then went back to bed. Don't remember Friday too much. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7999104291227512819?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7999104291227512819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7999104291227512819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7999104291227512819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7999104291227512819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-so-last-minute-i-was-able-to-get.html' title='Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-4803745666220891633</id><published>2008-11-19T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:27:36.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day!</title><content type='html'>Today is Wednesday and the work week is almost over.   I have been watching the news a lot and I cringe when I see how cold it is in some places.  We had a resident that just got back from Minneapolis and she said it snowed briefly while she was there.  Today, it was 87 degrees and we haven't have below 80's during the day in over a week now.  Between now and Thanksgiving, the lowest temp during the day is going to be 78!  WOW!  I love living here in Arizona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple more dates with this guy I met and things are going well.  I am going to see him again tonight and I think we are going to get a bite to eat and then go indoor car racing!  I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new surround sound for my bedroom and it arrived today.  I can't wait to get home to check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my lights are installed in my house and I am pretty excited.  They all look amazing!  Some time in the next few years, I will get new photos put on here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that Thanksgiving is a week away.  I am still looking at all my options and if I travel, it will be a last minute decision.  I waited too long to book a ticket and the price has gone up almost double since the last time I looked.  I am hoping that the travel gods will shine down on me next week.  Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-4803745666220891633?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/4803745666220891633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=4803745666220891633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4803745666220891633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4803745666220891633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/11/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5569263210113990005</id><published>2008-11-13T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:21:15.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much to do, too little time</title><content type='html'>I just read the last post again and thought that I would mention that Ryan and I are friends.  He is a wonderful guy, but just didn't work out.  I am sure the distance had a lot to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it has been a long time (AGAIN!) and always forget about this thing. Let me see what has happened since the last posting. I have found a lot of old friends from Warden and Sandy on Myspace (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/azvballmvp"&gt;www.myspace.com/azvballmvp&lt;/a&gt;) and it is great talking with them. Also, I received a very exciting email from a great guy that I lost contact with, Kevin. I met him when I was going to ASU and will always hold a special place in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, I have been working on my house and getting closer to being finished. At this time, I am putting in a block wall in the back yard. Once I am done with that, I will work on the landscaping. It's getting cold quickly so don't know how much I will get done before winter hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started school again and taking some real estate/architecture classes. I thought that it would help me with my design passion. I enjoy being in classes and gaining new knowledge, but the long days have been hell on me. I guess it will just take time to get back into things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a date and we went to the Suns game. The Suns lost but I had a great time. Just before the end of the 3rd quarter, there was a bench clearing brawl..... VERY EXCITING. My date is adorable, NICE BEYOND REALITY, and a gentleman. Let's just say, the smile I have on my face is bigger than Barack Obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done a little traveling but my last trip to Portland was messed up the night before I was supposed to go. A friend dragged my out and I got my wallet stolen. So, when I got to the airport, I couldn't get through security with my costco card! UGH....... I am starting to think that my grandma didn't want me to have her car. My plans for Thanksgiving were cxl and have been looking at my options, I think that staying here in Phoenix is going to be best for me. But who knows, I am the king of last minute travels. It would be nice to have 4 days off of work and being able to relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family: There will be an excting (well, for me anyway and hope that you all feel the same) announcement reaching you all shortly after Thanksgiving. Be watching the mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work is work: DONE ABOUT THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, done for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5569263210113990005?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5569263210113990005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5569263210113990005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5569263210113990005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5569263210113990005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-much-to-do-too-little-time.html' title='Too much to do, too little time'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-8989637875020346321</id><published>2008-09-25T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:00:08.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch-Up</title><content type='html'>OK, Let me see where to begin. Probably not from the beginning because I never like to write that much. A few weeks ago when I was in Oregon for my grandma's funeral, my sister and I went out to one of the bars Friday night. We were sitting at Boxxes playing the bar game "who would you do". My sister had no problems picking out the gay she would do (if she were a gay male) and I pointed out the one I would choose. We were sitting on the couch drinking our chosen drinks when a guy started throwing bread at us. They finally came over, got my sister doing turns on the table, and we started hanging out with them. We followed them over to Scandals where we drank even more. There was one, Ryan, that was pretty cute and happened to be my choice in the "who would you do" game. He stayed around after his friends left and we had a great time playing video poker. We actually won more money than what we put into the machines. Who knew there was gambling in Oregon! Shortly after we finished playing poker, my friend Stephen showed up and I told Ryan goodbye and we left. Stephen and I walked my sister back to the hotel and then he and I went to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;The next day came early and I was hungover! NOT GOOD. We got to grandma's place and my Aunt gave me a valium or something. Let me just say, I just sat in the chair and watched tennis the entire time. CAN YOU SAY OUT OF IT! lol&lt;br /&gt;So, Ryan and I kept in touch and I decided to ask him out on a date. So, this past weekend I went to Oregon and had my first date with Ryan. I met him out at Scandals the Friday I flew in after my meeting and it was great seeing him. We played darts, had voodoo doughnuts, weren't let into Silverado because we were "TOO DRUNK" (NOT TRUE) and played pool at Hobos. Went back to the hotel and went to sleep. Saturday morning we woke up late and went and had breakfast with some of Ryan's friends. All very friendly and easy to get along with. It was very late at that point so we hurried to the Oregon coast. Our first stop was a scenic helicopter ride over Seaside/Cannon Beach. It was great! Afterwards, we went to Seaside and played a bunch of games and won very little tickets. Not enough to get something COOL but we did get a bunch of candy and some plastic fangs! Next, we did the Old Tyme Photos and we dressed like cowboys (after the indian maiden outfit didn't work for me), had a feather boa and beach balls. It was really fun! We walked on the beach and watched the dog jumping contest and headed back to Portland. We had an amazing night at dinner, a hockey game and more drinks! I met a lot of his friends and didn't get into a single argument with anyone! YAY. Sunday morning I was exhausted! We drove to Multnomah Falls and had brunch with Michelle. The only good food was the mimosas. Visited for a bit and drove to Ryan's for a quick nap before heading to the airport then home! END OF STORY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-8989637875020346321?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/8989637875020346321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=8989637875020346321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8989637875020346321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8989637875020346321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/09/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-Up'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-8521312870070005018</id><published>2008-09-05T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:06:21.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Technology</title><content type='html'>Ok everyone.  Just to let you know, I lost all my contacts in my phone.  The software was updated on my phone and somehow my scandisc became corrupted and all is lost.  So, please call or text me your contact info: name, phone #'s, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-8521312870070005018?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/8521312870070005018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=8521312870070005018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8521312870070005018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8521312870070005018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-technology.html' title='Damn Technology'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7126158326361434957</id><published>2008-08-19T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:07:12.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mel, Shopping and more Shopping.</title><content type='html'>Ok.  The week has passed and Melissa's visit has ended.  It started a week ago when Melissa came to visit her Uncle Christopher for some clothes shoping and a whole lot more.  I picked her up at the airport last Monday night and of course, I was running late.  Thank goodness there wasn't a line at the ticket counter to get my security pass and no line at the security check point.  I had to run and got to the gate about 5 minutes before her plane arrived.  Everett had to wait outside of security since they only allow 1 person on a security pass.  Anyway, she arrived safely and got her luggage and headed to eat.  We ate a Switch which is a restaurant that advertises mostly by gays/lesbians.  I think Mel was picking up on the waitress (kidding).  We ate dinner and went to my house and went to bed.  The next day Mel and I went to work.  She was quiet all day and met my co-workers and Ron (the owner).  After work Mel and I went to Tempe Marketplace to hit some stores for back to school shopping.  Everett met up with us later at the BBQ restaurant we ate at.  We went to 2 different clothes stores and ended up with 4 FULL bags of clothes and at the shoe store she scored 5 pairs of shoes in total.  After eating, we walked around and decided to go to Dave &amp;amp; Busters a bar/arcade.  We had a great time playing games and Mel won a bunch of tickets which she got a lot of cool stuff with.  The next day, Wednesday, Everett, Mel and I went to Scottsdale Fashion Square for more clothes shopping.  We hit Hollister, American Eagle and I think Wet Seal.  She loaded up on everything she wanted and I was thinking about how many jobs I would have to get to pay off my credit cards (kidding).  She wanted to do Build a Bear but we were hungry and we went to Olive &amp;amp; Ivy.  Dinner was good but Melissa was a little homesick but after talking with Nikki, she was doing fine.  After dinner, we went and had gelatto at one of Everett's favorite places and then home and went to bed after Mel tried on a few outfits for us.  Earlier in the day, Everett took Mel to the Salon and got her hair done.  She had a good day.  The next day, Thursday, I let Mel sleep in and then in the evening, we went indoor cart racing after I cooked dinner.  We were able to only get 1 race in as we got there a little bit before they closed.  It was fun none-the-less.  The next day Mel went to work with me again and then we went back to the mall for more clothes shopping and she got new perfume and I chased a boy down for her but she shied away.  We also did Build a Bear, well, she got a turtle and clothed it all pretty like.  The next day, we went swimming, got her nails done and back to Dave and Busters for dinner and more games.  It was a lot busier than the first time there so we didn't get to play as often but we had a great time and won a lot of tickets which Mel got a lot more stuff in the store.  We also got our picture take a few times.  It was late and we went home.  The next day, I woke up late, got her to the airport and I left a few minutes before she boarded.  It was a full week and now I can rest.  WHEW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7126158326361434957?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7126158326361434957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7126158326361434957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7126158326361434957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7126158326361434957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/08/mel-shopping-and-more-shopping.html' title='Mel, Shopping and more Shopping.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-6253008064889017307</id><published>2008-08-05T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:44:09.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reno-The Ghetto Vegas.</title><content type='html'>Ok, this past weekend, Everett and I decided to make an unexpected trip to Reno/Fallon for Melissa's 12th Birthday Party. We got to Reno ok but soon notice that we were out of place. We were too cute for Reno. EVERYONE STARED! We shortly called it the Ghetto Vegas! We stayed at the Grand Sierra Hotel in the Summit rooms (same as before) and of course they were great! We relaxed a little and then headed for the drive to Fallon after constant pressure from Nikki to hurry up! We had rented a convertable and drove with the top down even though it was 95 that day. It was a little warm but the worse part of the drive was that is wasn't very sceneric (is that a word?). I kept watching the gps system and it counted down so slowly. We stopped close to Fallon to get a bag and a card for the bday gift for Melissa. We saw a cute card of a chimp dressed like a princess and the inside card read, "Happy Birthday from the birthday Fariy (we added an "'s'" to accommodate Everett). It's not very pretty getting older". We thought it was cute and the play on words was funny until we learned that Melissa was required to read the entire card outloud! Both Everett and I were embarrassed. It was already weird walking into the room of the inlaws that I didn't know with my bf when we thought that it was going to be a bunch of 12 y/o girls. Ok, we visited for a couple hours and headed back to Reno for dinner and a show. EV drove and that made things nice for me. We got back to hotel, rested and then got ready for dinner and the show. We stayed at the casino for dinner and ate at Dolce. EV had seafood pasta and I had steak (of course) I loved the food. We decided not to do the show and stayed and gambled. We had a great time and actually ended up with more money than we started with. EV did most of the winning and I was a great supporter.  After collecting out winnings we went back to the room, watched part of Titanic and went to sleep.  The next morning, we ate breakfast, and took an earlier plane home.  Our spa treatments were cxld so no use staying in town.  End of trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-6253008064889017307?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/6253008064889017307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=6253008064889017307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6253008064889017307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6253008064889017307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/08/reno-ghetto-vegas.html' title='Reno-The Ghetto Vegas.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-8755875274798773501</id><published>2008-07-18T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:07:10.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got pounded in the rear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpvvd1SNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dCPP0HA4AD4/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224432574154492114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpvvd1SNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dCPP0HA4AD4/s200/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpv1LOEhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7_yPRHAIGwE/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224432575687037458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpv1LOEhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7_yPRHAIGwE/s200/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpv5busMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Wow_ZSnfH9A/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224432576830025922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpv5busMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Wow_ZSnfH9A/s200/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpwD-e4OI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mcHbcQR3u-U/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224432579660144866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpwD-e4OI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mcHbcQR3u-U/s200/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpwXCiTTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PsnNLV-WKJg/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224432584777420082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpwXCiTTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PsnNLV-WKJg/s200/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get your minds out of the gutter. I got hit from behind in my Jeep. It wasn't my fault. I was stopped at a light and the lady behind me couldn't stop and hit me from behind and pushed me into the lady ahead of me. Everyone was ok. Here are some photos of the Jeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-8755875274798773501?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/8755875274798773501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=8755875274798773501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8755875274798773501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8755875274798773501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-pounded-in-rear.html' title='Got pounded in the rear!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SIDpvvd1SNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dCPP0HA4AD4/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5437970592166143560</id><published>2008-06-26T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:45:26.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Thanks.</title><content type='html'>Much love and thanks to Mom and Grandma for the great birthday cards and wishes.  THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5437970592166143560?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5437970592166143560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5437970592166143560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5437970592166143560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5437970592166143560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-thanks.html' title='Birthday Thanks.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7984454571665625081</id><published>2008-06-02T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:01:44.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to be home!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that the time went by so quickly.  I am back to work now and ready for a vacation.  I thought vacations were supposed to be relaxing!  I am more exhausted now than I was before I even left!  Although the trip was nice and was great to see so many amazing places, there is no place like home.  I haven't got back on my normal schedule yet with sleep and eating, etc.  It's 3pm now and I am tired.  I just want to go home and go to bed!  The last couple days, all I have done is lay in bed/on the couch and watch movies/tv.   Someone told me I need 1 day for every hour of time change to recover.  Guess I have 6 more days of feeling this way until I am back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Work welcomed me back with smiles AND a bunch of piles of work.  Most of it is caught up now and makes me believe that I really don't do much even when I am at work.  I wish I had a dollar for every time someone asked how the trip was.  It's nice to know people care. &lt;br /&gt;So, you may be wondering why I haven't written about the trip yet.  Well, I am too tired. PERIOD!  I haven't even looked at the photos nor the videos we took.  Ok, end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7984454571665625081?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7984454571665625081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7984454571665625081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7984454571665625081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7984454571665625081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-to-be-home.html' title='Good to be home!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7530799773620736343</id><published>2008-05-27T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:00:49.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travels Travels Travels</title><content type='html'>Berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1D-vBZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Muvc1cBB63U/s1600-h/IMG_8134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205142833562846610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1D-vBZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Muvc1cBB63U/s200/IMG_8134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1T-vBaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8kc0kWK8qlo/s1600-h/IMG_8189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205142837857813922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1T-vBaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8kc0kWK8qlo/s200/IMG_8189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh0j-vBYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8JVlkOuywTU/s1600-h/IMG_7911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205142824972912002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh0j-vBYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8JVlkOuywTU/s200/IMG_7911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1j-vBbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/00QraRxd1Z4/s1600-h/IMG_8209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205142842152781234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1j-vBbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/00QraRxd1Z4/s200/IMG_8209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poznan&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh2T-vBcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yLcU3yvHU14/s1600-h/IMG_8215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205142855037683138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh2T-vBcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yLcU3yvHU14/s200/IMG_8215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poznan--where my sister Michelle is volunteering...she is available and really smart and successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlHT-vBdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XY87yI5yYcc/s1600-h/IMG_8221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205146445630342610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlHT-vBdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XY87yI5yYcc/s200/IMG_8221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlHz-vBeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Sg4mU7Gbji8/s1600-h/CIMG1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205146454220277218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlHz-vBeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Sg4mU7Gbji8/s200/CIMG1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlIT-vBfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BxZ825UjtXE/s1600-h/CIMG1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205146462810211826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlIT-vBfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BxZ825UjtXE/s200/CIMG1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlIj-vBgI/AAAAAAAAAII/VbEMsKpjca4/s1600-h/CIMG1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205146467105179138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlIj-vBgI/AAAAAAAAAII/VbEMsKpjca4/s200/CIMG1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auschwitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlJD-vBhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p_wh64SpfEc/s1600-h/CIMG1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205146475695113746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxlJD-vBhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p_wh64SpfEc/s200/CIMG1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxoaD-vBiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kundG9399qU/s1600-h/CIMG1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205150066287773218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxoaD-vBiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kundG9399qU/s200/CIMG1181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxoaT-vBjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0wdWSiddVV8/s1600-h/CIMG1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205150070582740530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxoaT-vBjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0wdWSiddVV8/s200/CIMG1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxoaz-vBkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nx0ihRSH4Iw/s1600-h/IMG_8291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205150079172675138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxoaz-vBkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nx0ihRSH4Iw/s200/IMG_8291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxobD-vBlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ogovcjlUV60/s1600-h/IMG_8299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205150083467642450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxobD-vBlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ogovcjlUV60/s200/IMG_8299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxobj-vBmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7qFC5PEWDJs/s1600-h/IMG_8276.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7530799773620736343?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7530799773620736343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7530799773620736343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7530799773620736343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7530799773620736343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/05/travels-travels-travels.html' title='Travels Travels Travels'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SDxh1D-vBZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Muvc1cBB63U/s72-c/IMG_8134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-57782528327642160</id><published>2008-05-07T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:51:08.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO, I AM NOT DEAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SCHd0W3J6TI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vObz06RfLz8/s1600-h/Bedroom+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197679336522115378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SCHd0W3J6TI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vObz06RfLz8/s200/Bedroom+wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it has been A LOOOOOOOOONG time since updating this damn thing but I have tried 3 other times and have written about 1 to 2 hours worth of stuff and uploaded picture after picture and then when I go to publish the post, I LOSE EVERYTHING! So frustrating. I will give you a brief overview of what is to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Update on the progress of my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) New Love is in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Some losses I have dealt with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Old friends, New friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SCHd1G3J6UI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hr-zYUEA8gc/s1600-h/Picture+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197679349407017282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SCHd1G3J6UI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hr-zYUEA8gc/s200/Picture+284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) TRAVELS, TRAVELS, TRAVELS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-57782528327642160?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/57782528327642160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=57782528327642160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/57782528327642160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/57782528327642160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-i-am-not-dead.html' title='NO, I AM NOT DEAD!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/SCHd0W3J6TI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vObz06RfLz8/s72-c/Bedroom+wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7762049479871756535</id><published>2007-11-09T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:30:55.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Tile DONE!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBjjtjTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vfuLfglxUJ8/s1600-h/bathroom6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130878734322994482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBjjtjTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vfuLfglxUJ8/s320/bathroom6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBzjtjUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5c1Zgx9HWuA/s1600-h/bathroom7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130878738617961794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBzjtjUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5c1Zgx9HWuA/s320/bathroom7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBzjtjVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vRDRpkI54q4/s1600-h/bathroom8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130878738617961810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBzjtjVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vRDRpkI54q4/s320/bathroom8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7762049479871756535?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7762049479871756535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7762049479871756535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7762049479871756535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7762049479871756535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/11/bathroom-tile-done.html' title='Bathroom Tile DONE!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzSLBjjtjTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vfuLfglxUJ8/s72-c/bathroom6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-771373097045944170</id><published>2007-11-08T08:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:55:56.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Getting Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uDjtjQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_dhO3zdmgKo/s1600-h/bathroom3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130513361455123714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uDjtjQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_dhO3zdmgKo/s320/bathroom3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uTjtjRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lVDTqnkmun4/s1600-h/bathroom4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130513365750091026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uTjtjRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lVDTqnkmun4/s320/bathroom4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uTjtjSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ino6CmtlrHM/s1600-h/bathroom5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130513365750091042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uTjtjSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ino6CmtlrHM/s320/bathroom5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-771373097045944170?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/771373097045944170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=771373097045944170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/771373097045944170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/771373097045944170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/11/bathroom-getting-closer.html' title='Bathroom Getting Closer'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzM-uDjtjQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_dhO3zdmgKo/s72-c/bathroom3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-4635557779096078133</id><published>2007-11-06T15:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:09:55.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzDzaEzOtFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dVRTqn-pWos/s1600-h/bathroom1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129867604865758290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzDzaEzOtFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dVRTqn-pWos/s320/bathroom1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzDzaUzOtGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0qwmyOM0-IM/s1600-h/bathroom2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129867609160725602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzDzaUzOtGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0qwmyOM0-IM/s320/bathroom2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Peoples..... It's been a while since I have posted anything on here and all I have is a couple pictures of the guest bathroom.  The picture on the left is the wall that you seen when you first come into the bathroom.  I am using 3 different materials and all three are different thickness which is adding depth to the walls.  The picture on the right is of the shower/bath area.  I should be done with this part in about a week!  This is taking a long time! UGH.... Hope you are enjoying the photos as much as I am enjoying the process......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-4635557779096078133?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/4635557779096078133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=4635557779096078133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4635557779096078133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4635557779096078133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/11/bathroom-time.html' title='Bathroom Time!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RzDzaEzOtFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dVRTqn-pWos/s72-c/bathroom1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7781435455289114285</id><published>2007-10-20T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:04:55.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxrdvdee4vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-PMrvIH1p3M/s1600-h/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123651333523432178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxrdvdee4vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-PMrvIH1p3M/s320/kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, worked on my kitchen today. It's getting closer! Think it's actually starting to look like a kitchen.  Not all the doors are on and the skins for the cabinets will  be put on just before the countertops go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7781435455289114285?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7781435455289114285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7781435455289114285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7781435455289114285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7781435455289114285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-closer.html' title='Getting Closer'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxrdvdee4vI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-PMrvIH1p3M/s72-c/kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-8482383039983675698</id><published>2007-10-19T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:46:53.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj66tee4rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QEbuBIpELEo/s1600-h/Picture+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123120462680744626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj66tee4rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QEbuBIpELEo/s200/Picture+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj67Nee4sI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F3C4d3Rr4BM/s1600-h/Picture+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123120471270679234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj67Nee4sI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F3C4d3Rr4BM/s200/Picture+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj67tee4tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EBb4pY5QTWA/s1600-h/Picture+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123120479860613842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj67tee4tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EBb4pY5QTWA/s200/Picture+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj68dee4uI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WjyOglzeLrw/s1600-h/Picture+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123120492745515746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj68dee4uI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WjyOglzeLrw/s200/Picture+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, last night I put the bottom half kitchen cabinets in just to see what it is going to look like. Getting excited for it to be done.  All the cabinets will be the same height.  It doesn't show that in the pictures because I don't have the legs on some of them.  Also, the cabinet that is not even with the other ones will move forward a bit but the drain pipe for the kitchen sink in in the floor and I didn't feel like cutting a hole for that quite yet.  So, here is the preview.  Going to put the upper cabinets in the weekend and hook up the kitchen sink.  It has been hell living without a kitchen sink for about a week now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-8482383039983675698?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/8482383039983675698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=8482383039983675698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8482383039983675698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8482383039983675698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/kitchen-update.html' title='Kitchen Update'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rxj66tee4rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QEbuBIpELEo/s72-c/Picture+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-258474242473647827</id><published>2007-10-16T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:24:57.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Diamondbacks! Oooops, it didn't work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTqf9ee4qI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2LSln9XjMro/s1600-h/baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121976511026356898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTqf9ee4qI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2LSln9XjMro/s200/baseball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Dan and I went to the 2nd game of The Diamondbacks/Rockies.  The seats were great about 8 rows from the field!  It was a fun time but the Diamondbacks  lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-258474242473647827?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/258474242473647827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=258474242473647827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/258474242473647827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/258474242473647827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/go-diamondbacks-oooops-it-didnt-work.html' title='Go Diamondbacks! Oooops, it didn&apos;t work.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTqf9ee4qI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2LSln9XjMro/s72-c/baseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-2902375553686441557</id><published>2007-10-16T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:31:40.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This made me think!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTm2tee4pI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k_bz9Q0poag/s1600-h/michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121972503821869714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTm2tee4pI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k_bz9Q0poag/s200/michelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this was just a funny pic, I won't say why.  I was looking through pictures on the internet and this made me laugh until I started to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-2902375553686441557?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/2902375553686441557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=2902375553686441557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2902375553686441557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2902375553686441557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-made-me-think.html' title='This made me think!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTm2tee4pI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k_bz9Q0poag/s72-c/michelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5594068229386164680</id><published>2007-10-16T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:28:32.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly but Surely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTmjtee4nI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NfCmqA0xrG4/s1600-h/Picture+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121972177404355186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTmjtee4nI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NfCmqA0xrG4/s200/Picture+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTmlNee4oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ctnQkG5IONA/s1600-h/Picture+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121972203174158978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTmlNee4oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ctnQkG5IONA/s200/Picture+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, it's kind of hard to see and not such a good photo, but the wall in the kitchen is done! And, more of the tile has been put down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5594068229386164680?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5594068229386164680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5594068229386164680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5594068229386164680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5594068229386164680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/slowly-but-surely.html' title='Slowly but Surely'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTmjtee4nI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NfCmqA0xrG4/s72-c/Picture+209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5368128473383924107</id><published>2007-10-16T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:24:52.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona The WonderDOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTlydee4mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cCLTOG1Kmks/s1600-h/Picture+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121971331295797858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTlydee4mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cCLTOG1Kmks/s320/Picture+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I am becoming one of those owner who dresses up their dogs! UGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5368128473383924107?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5368128473383924107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5368128473383924107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5368128473383924107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5368128473383924107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/barcelona-wonderdog.html' title='Barcelona The WonderDOG!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RxTlydee4mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cCLTOG1Kmks/s72-c/Picture+208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-2918647997084746124</id><published>2007-10-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:47:05.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yankee Stadium Was More Than Expected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c1tee4jI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zSs2V3xdWAY/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120554116642169394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c1tee4jI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zSs2V3xdWAY/s200/Picture+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c2Nee4kI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2Rsz9RyVgE0/s1600-h/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120554125232104002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c2Nee4kI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2Rsz9RyVgE0/s200/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c3Nee4lI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M_H4cumWzZs/s1600-h/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120554142411973202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c3Nee4lI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M_H4cumWzZs/s200/Picture+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night, Mom and I went to Yankee Stadium to watch the Yanks and the Cleveland Indians play in the ALDS. The Yanks pulled it off with a victory. The seats were great, the weather was perfect and this is what baseball is all about in October. During the 7th inning stretch, a guy (think mr. Roland or something like that) sang God Bless America and he sent chills through my body. It was truly amazing. He was the same guy that sang when the Yanks were in the World Series after 911.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-2918647997084746124?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/2918647997084746124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=2918647997084746124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2918647997084746124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2918647997084746124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/yankee-stadium-was-more-than-expected.html' title='Yankee Stadium Was More Than Expected.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_c1tee4jI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zSs2V3xdWAY/s72-c/Picture+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5999515834822415929</id><published>2007-10-12T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:37:28.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days, you get shit on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_bBdee4iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iLujzb7svSA/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120552119482376738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_bBdee4iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iLujzb7svSA/s200/Picture+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While mom was getting some golden weiner, I was getting shit on. NOT FAIR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5999515834822415929?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5999515834822415929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5999515834822415929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5999515834822415929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5999515834822415929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-days-you-get-shit-on.html' title='Some days, you get shit on!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_bBdee4iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iLujzb7svSA/s72-c/Picture+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-4923835843805224825</id><published>2007-10-12T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:36:25.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom got some Cock in New York! (Wish I did, lol)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_at9ee4hI/AAAAAAAAADs/f4QlLnPBRBk/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120551784474927634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_at9ee4hI/AAAAAAAAADs/f4QlLnPBRBk/s200/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, mom took it like a woman on a mission! We saw these huge statues and made mom "violate" it. Check out the lady passing bye, she was shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-4923835843805224825?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/4923835843805224825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=4923835843805224825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4923835843805224825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4923835843805224825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/mom-got-some-cock-in-new-york-wish-i.html' title='Mom got some Cock in New York! (Wish I did, lol)'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_at9ee4hI/AAAAAAAAADs/f4QlLnPBRBk/s72-c/Picture+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-8361428350653705560</id><published>2007-10-11T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:57:45.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma got a new pair (or 3) of shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw63b-SdoVI/AAAAAAAAADM/boeCsgguJa8/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_ZVNee4gI/AAAAAAAAADk/4oPnBRbmMUw/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120550259761537538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_ZVNee4gI/AAAAAAAAADk/4oPnBRbmMUw/s200/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw63cOSdoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/MgJ9STs1kcM/s1600-h/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120231521866588514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw63cOSdoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/MgJ9STs1kcM/s200/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw63cOSdoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/5GJnIvcVZ2c/s1600-h/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120231521866588530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw63cOSdoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/5GJnIvcVZ2c/s200/Picture+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back from New York with my mom and we had a great time! It was very full and didn't really have time to do the "tourist" thing but we got a few things in.   FI loved all the shows we went to, Legally Blonde, Avenue Q and Hairspray! Think mom was a little freaked out about Avenue Q. For those who haven't seen it, it's a bit politcally incorrect. It was my favorite! We went to the Yankees game and they pulled through for us that night with an 8 to 4 victory! We also took a ride through Central Park but got a raw deal cuz the bike driver had just moved to New York from Turkey 2 weeks prior and didn't really tell us all about the park. He knew about some statues but that's it. He was a nice guy though. I really wanted a hot guy, but he did ok.  I was not able to get mom into the spa because of time but I did get her a few pairs of new shoes and she got a pedicure.  I was able to get Mom 3 pairs of new shoes that will give her better support.  She about croaked that the bill was about $300 but thought it was a good price for good shoes.  On the last day we ate at Tavern on the Green. Food was good! I ordered a special cake for Mom for dessert that said "I love you Mom" but they forgot to give it to us after eating. Our waiter came up and offered it to us then. Mom did get a few bites of it in the hotel room but 96% of it went to waste. After eating, we went on a cruise around Manhattan. It was nice but thought it was a bit too long. I was definitely tired 1 hour into it of the 2 hour tour. Glad we were pressed for time and couldn't do the 3 hour tour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-8361428350653705560?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/8361428350653705560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=8361428350653705560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8361428350653705560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/8361428350653705560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/momma-got-new-pair-or-3-of-shoes.html' title='Momma got a new pair (or 3) of shoes!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rw_ZVNee4gI/AAAAAAAAADk/4oPnBRbmMUw/s72-c/Picture+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-1844030468810268656</id><published>2007-10-01T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T09:41:34.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dust Rules!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RwEh0uSdoSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bf415r4vyTI/s1600-h/Picture+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116407841331978530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RwEh0uSdoSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bf415r4vyTI/s400/Picture+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mind all the construction, but the dust is getting out of hand. I feel like I am the Coal Miners Daughter, I mean son.  Take a look at The Foo Dog, it's covered in dust.  I can dust and the next day, everything is dirty again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-1844030468810268656?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/1844030468810268656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=1844030468810268656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1844030468810268656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1844030468810268656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/10/dust-rules.html' title='The Dust Rules!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RwEh0uSdoSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bf415r4vyTI/s72-c/Picture+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-1885927998004715000</id><published>2007-09-20T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:49:52.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livingroom Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RvLOqfpXOII/AAAAAAAAACs/XmQXXxdVoJU/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112375756463749250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RvLOqfpXOII/AAAAAAAAACs/XmQXXxdVoJU/s200/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RvLOpvpXOHI/AAAAAAAAACk/4ZQy1aEu0PE/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112375743578847346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RvLOpvpXOHI/AAAAAAAAACk/4ZQy1aEu0PE/s200/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so it has taken longer than expected but the living room floor is almost done. The slate has been put down and grouted but I still have a sealer to put on it. This is going to make the floor shiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-1885927998004715000?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/1885927998004715000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=1885927998004715000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1885927998004715000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1885927998004715000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/09/livingroom-update.html' title='Livingroom Update!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RvLOqfpXOII/AAAAAAAAACs/XmQXXxdVoJU/s72-c/Picture+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-6376911384530416035</id><published>2007-09-17T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:22:28.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Floor DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8L8Q9PbtI/AAAAAAAAACc/uc9NoW2dnL8/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111317232060690130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8L8Q9PbtI/AAAAAAAAACc/uc9NoW2dnL8/s400/Picture+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bathroom Floor is DONE.  I am so excited.  I think it looks great.   Looking forward to getting the rest of the bathroom done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-6376911384530416035?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/6376911384530416035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=6376911384530416035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6376911384530416035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6376911384530416035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/09/bathroom-floor-done.html' title='Bathroom Floor DONE!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8L8Q9PbtI/AAAAAAAAACc/uc9NoW2dnL8/s72-c/Picture+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-4559308754435678022</id><published>2007-09-17T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:19:08.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The tile is here!  The tiles is here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8LYA9PbqI/AAAAAAAAACE/3OrOB5WTBNs/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111316609290432162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8LYA9PbqI/AAAAAAAAACE/3OrOB5WTBNs/s200/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8LYg9PbrI/AAAAAAAAACM/4U5c5A6G2CY/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111316617880366770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8LYg9PbrI/AAAAAAAAACM/4U5c5A6G2CY/s200/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8LYw9PbsI/AAAAAAAAACU/Z9JL8etaDoc/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111316622175334082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Ru8LYw9PbsI/AAAAAAAAACU/Z9JL8etaDoc/s200/Picture+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-4559308754435678022?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/4559308754435678022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=4559308754435678022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4559308754435678022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4559308754435678022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/09/tile-is-here-tiles-is-here.html' title='The tile is here!  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I received about 4 emails recently that started out the same way...... I keep checking your blog for updates, but you haven't written anything in a long time. So, here you all go. Going to give you an update and hope to keep you all caught up on what's going on with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last photos are what the kitchen area looked like before and the blue and green are the new colors for the kitchen and the cabinets are there with the blue front.  The first few photos are during the remodeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, well, as all of you know, Tyson and I went to Nikki's wedding. Tyson and I got to the airport with about 90 minutes to make our flight. We go to the airport and I forgot to print out our boarding passes at home, so we had to wait in line to print thyem out. I have never seen a line so long. Geez. Well, when we got 20 feet from the kiosk, we looked at the monitors and it showed that all flight was already boarding. UGH... We were going to miss our flight. We haven't even went through security. My stomach was starting to churn. Damn, I knew I should have taken a few xanex. Well, we got our boarding passes and heading up stairs to go through security. The line was LONG! No way were we going to make it. It was already 20 minutes past the time of boarding. We got through security and now it was 35 to 40 minutes since we saw the monitor showing our flight was boarding. For some reason, I told Tyson we should run to our gate. Of course our gate was the furthest away from security. We took off running and we got about 50 feet from the gate and heard on the speakers that it was LAST call for the flight for Reno! We started running faster and we got on the plane. Before we could even sit down, they shut the door to the plane. WE MADE IT! I think I even had tears in my eyes. What a stress reliever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, we got to Reno, got out fabulous car and checked into the hotel. Wow, it was very nice. We went downstairs to the casino floor and gambled a bit. LOST! Wasn't fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed that the camera I had brought for Ken and Dawnell was not good so we stopped by Circuit City and bought them a new Camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got in the car and drove to Fallon! What a nice drive. A convertible car, great sunny weather and a beautiful scenic drive. It was nice. We got to Fallon and everyone was there. I can't believe it. I was seeing all my siblings, mom, aunt and nieces more than once a year. It was great. We all got ready for the wedding and headed to it. The wedding was nice and short and we headed to the reception. A cute little boy named Gage rode with me in the convertible. We was great. The reception started and it was almost time for Tyson and I to leave and I still hadn't met my sister's new husband or any of his family. So, I told Nikki and she introduced us and as we were talking (10 seconds in) someone else came up and he started talking to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson and I left and drove back to Reno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, So my house finally closed and I started doing the remodeling right away. So much for planning everything. I ordered the new kitchen cabinets, the flooring, new kitchen appliances, paint. I ripped out all the old flooring (not in the same day!) and the cabinets. It looks like my house is post Hurricane Katrina! I can't believe that I am living this way. Hopefully the floor will be put down in the dining, livingroom, kitchen and bathroom and the marble put up on the walls in the bathroom this weekend. After that, I should be able to put up the kitchen cabinets. I am getting closer to having a livable house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is going very well! I am having a great time and enjoy every minute of what I do. I have gone to California (Los Angeles) to help my boss's dad pick colors for a multi-million dollar house they are building in the hills just north of LA and help my boss's mom design her new kitchen. What a beautiful house they have in Beverly Hills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple days ago, I invited my mom to join me in New York for the weekend in October. We are going to go to 3 Shows, Legally Blonde, Avenue Q and Hairspray. We are staying at a great place in Manhattan close to the shows, Central Park and Times Square. I am very excited! Both Mom and I need a vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, Tyson and I are no longer together. Don't want to answer questions about it and I am not devistated or anything like that. I just think I am too selfish to be with anyone. I think God sent us hear to learn a lesson. I think my lesson was to learn to love myself. My entire life I just wanted to be loved and would do anything for it. I was so focused on making everyone else happy and making sure that they felt loved that I forgot about the most important person, me. So, I have learned over the past few years to love myself. I enjoy the person that I am and know that my self worth is not judge based on my job, what car I drive, the clothes I wear or whether or not I am with someone. Just because I am not with someone, doesn't mean that I am not a good person. So, I finally have found the love I was looking for, it is the love that I have for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5954015583109972067?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5954015583109972067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5954015583109972067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5954015583109972067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5954015583109972067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/09/come-back-post.html' title='Come Back Post.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RulyYqx4API/AAAAAAAAABc/Y2aqFwq07Uk/s72-c/Picture+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-6013857338860969027</id><published>2007-07-26T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T13:56:20.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's always something!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I know it has been a long time since I have logged in and updated my blog.  Why?  Well, probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I am too lazy, I don't have anything to add or I just don't have the time.  Actually, I wanted to get all my birthday photos up and stuff like that but guess those will come later. &lt;br /&gt;     Another major purchase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; for the house!  It was one that was highly unexpected but a necessary one.  The A/C &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unit&lt;/span&gt; went out!  Yep, it needed to be completely replaced.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;referred&lt;/span&gt; to a guy from Ron (my boss) who helped him out for one of our properties.  I was quoted $8500.00.  I about crapped my pants.  But, what do you do? Have to replace it.  So, I came into work and Ron made a call and he got the price reduced to $7800.  It's still a lot but it at least I am getting a new a/c unit and shouldn't have to worry about it for quite some time!&lt;br /&gt;     Tyson and I are getting ready to head to Fallon for Nikki's wedding.  We booked our hotel in Reno.  We, meaning I, thought it would be too much to handle staying at Nikki's house with everyone there!  Plus, we can't gamble at the house.  Pray that I win $7800 gambling to pay for the a/c unit.&lt;br /&gt;     What else did I get for the house?: A leather sectional, new entertainment center, floor lights, ceiling fan and think that's it. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, work is busy and so I am going to end this post until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading it.  More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-6013857338860969027?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/6013857338860969027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=6013857338860969027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6013857338860969027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6013857338860969027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-always-something.html' title='It&apos;s always something!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-626205612297257020</id><published>2007-07-01T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:09:59.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got Lighting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rof7fZPh6QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L_1EtAEVc9o/s1600-h/bathroom+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082307221281433858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rof7fZPh6QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L_1EtAEVc9o/s320/bathroom+light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, today I got the chandelier that is going to hang above the fireplace in the guest bathroom! I think it is going to look amazing! See, it is already starting to look like a French Whore House! Well, I have never seen one, but I think this is what kind of light they would have in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-626205612297257020?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/626205612297257020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=626205612297257020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/626205612297257020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/626205612297257020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/07/weve-got-lighting.html' title='We&apos;ve Got Lighting!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rof7fZPh6QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L_1EtAEVc9o/s72-c/bathroom+light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-9125659486934408800</id><published>2007-07-01T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:03:56.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More to Come.................</title><content type='html'>Just to keep you updated, there will be A LOT more to be written about my birthday and a lot of photos to show you what a great time I and my guests had.  THANK YOU ALL for making this birthday one of the best ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-9125659486934408800?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/9125659486934408800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=9125659486934408800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/9125659486934408800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/9125659486934408800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-to-come.html' title='More to Come.................'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-4869045512793181139</id><published>2007-06-27T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:41:01.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME, ME, ME, ME, ME!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yep, I am now old! How Great!  At least I have a cute young guy that likes me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-4869045512793181139?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/4869045512793181139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=4869045512793181139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4869045512793181139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4869045512793181139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-to-me-me-me-me-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME, ME, ME, ME, ME!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-6338073645978678610</id><published>2007-06-26T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T10:22:20.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Hours and 38 Minutes to Go!</title><content type='html'>Ha! HA! HA! Not really counting the minutes to old age! Just thought it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-6338073645978678610?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/6338073645978678610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=6338073645978678610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6338073645978678610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/6338073645978678610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/13-hours-and-38-minutes-to-go.html' title='13 Hours and 38 Minutes to Go!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-3719358451363288623</id><published>2007-06-26T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T10:12:56.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Hours and 48 Minutes to Go!</title><content type='html'>Could this be the end?  My body is aching, my mind is leaving me and it seems that yesterday was the same as the day before.  I pinch myself and I know I am still here.  The stress of work still comes every day.  The bills still come in the mail.  People are not crying nor are they wearing black.  Hmmmm, I know I am not dying, but what is going on?  OH, I KNOW WHAT!  I am getting OLDER, tomorrow is MY birthday!  Yep, it's all about me tomorrow (well, EVERYDAY should be about me)!  And with all those warm birthday wishes, come wrinkles, stiff joints and in only 21 more years, senior citizen discounts! YIPPEE!  Ok, that just made me laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-3719358451363288623?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/3719358451363288623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=3719358451363288623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/3719358451363288623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/3719358451363288623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/13-hours-and-48-minutes-to-go.html' title='13 Hours and 48 Minutes to Go!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-5339460509020883525</id><published>2007-06-22T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:22:39.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet The Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwEkv3pPYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/i8n19WW2m7k/s1600-h/chris+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078939509138734466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwEkv3pPYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/i8n19WW2m7k/s320/chris+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have seen Annie, here are the other three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; JOJO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picasso!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwD6v3pPXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NL9YILHgipw/s1600-h/chris+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078938787584228722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwD6v3pPXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NL9YILHgipw/s320/chris+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwDV_3pPWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/B2nu8KtATHo/s1600-h/chris+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078938156224036194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwDV_3pPWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/B2nu8KtATHo/s320/chris+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-5339460509020883525?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/5339460509020883525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=5339460509020883525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5339460509020883525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/5339460509020883525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/meet-girls.html' title='Meet The Girls!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/RnwEkv3pPYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/i8n19WW2m7k/s72-c/chris+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-4168704855346189417</id><published>2007-06-20T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T20:58:47.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is Happiness Stressful?</title><content type='html'>Ok, today David and I went to Chicago Title when we signed a Quit Deed which means I own a house! I OWN A HOUSE!  It's an amazing feeling but very stressful.  I guess I am growing up.  I am living the American dream!  It's crazy.  It was such a wonderful day for me but was sad to see David upset.  He did say a lot of stress has been lifted from him.  It seems like just yesterday that I was just a kid living day by day with no worries in the world.  Things are definitely changing and I am excited about it.  I sent a text message to a lot of my friends and looks like we are going to have a good turnout for my birthday dinner next Wednesday.  As you may know, I don't like to make a big deal of my birthday but I want this year to be different!  I have learned to value my friends and they mean the world to me!  I am excited.  My back is still sore but things are getting better!  Well, that's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-4168704855346189417?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/4168704855346189417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=4168704855346189417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4168704855346189417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/4168704855346189417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-is-happiness-stressful.html' title='Why is Happiness Stressful?'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-3033674248726073769</id><published>2007-06-17T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T12:11:29.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs a Lower Back Anyway?</title><content type='html'>Well, truth is setting in and I am getting older.  I have tried to ignore all the signs that have come up in the past (My sister Michelle pointing out the lines and wrinkles on my face! ~ Plastic surgery set for late August!, Kidding) but this one, I cannot ignore.  When I was at work Wednesday, I threw my back out.  Very stupid.  I was trying to put two pieces of a sectional together when my back popped!  OUCH!  So, I was laid up in bed for a couple days.&lt;br /&gt;I did get out of the house briefly yesterday when Tyson and I went to see "All Shook Up" a Broadway musical at ASU Gammage!  VERY CHEESY.  I think one of the performers was a transsexual.  OK, she really wasn't, but it sure looked like it.  She was funny.  There was something about her.  Tyson thought that she was drunk, I thought she was stoned.  During her solo performance, she couldn't hold it together.  She kept laughing.  Anyway, the show was oddly entertaining and it was good to get out of bed.  We met one of Tyson's good friends and her boyfriend.  There were great; I really enjoyed the both of them.  Afterwards Tyson and I went to dinner. YUM.  Last night was a quiet evening in, of course!  Just the way I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Before the show, Tyson and I went to Z Gallery where we found a lot of cool stuff that we are going to get to decorate our home after the remodel.  The beautiful guest bathroom seemed to take a turn from a love Paris theme to a Paris brothel theme.  I bought the huge picture of the Eiffel tower that is going on one of the walls and the fireplace.  While at Z Gallery, we saw a beautiful crystal chandelier that is going to hang about fireplace!  OMG!, this is going to be a typical GAY home!  YIKES! &lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to include more photos of before and after of the home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last night Tyson and I booked out tickets to see his brother in Las Vegas the weekend after the 4th of July AND we booked our plane tickets to Nikki's wedding.  It's going to be a quick trip but at least we will be there for the wedding.  We get in around 9:30am the day of the wedding and leave around 10AM on Sunday!  This marriage better last cuz it's costing us us almost a $1000 for a trip that is just a bit over 24 hours in length.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that ends this entry!  Back to watching TV and enjoying the relaxation of a lazy Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-3033674248726073769?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/3033674248726073769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=3033674248726073769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/3033674248726073769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/3033674248726073769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-needs-lower-back-anyway.html' title='Who Needs a Lower Back Anyway?'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-1388334912657912871</id><published>2007-06-11T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T20:32:52.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken noodle soup for one!</title><content type='html'>Tyson is sick and it might be the flu!  Send your prayers for a speedy recovery.  Damn, I miss him and hope he gets well soon so I can see him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-1388334912657912871?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/1388334912657912871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=1388334912657912871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1388334912657912871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1388334912657912871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/chicken-noodle-soup-for-one.html' title='Chicken noodle soup for one!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-63808230625452144</id><published>2007-06-11T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T20:30:47.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We do learn something every day.</title><content type='html'>Today when I got home from work I noticed that I received a wedding invitation to my sister Nikki's wedding. I read the invitation and noticed at the bottom that they were asking for money instead of gifts. Why were people that have money asking for money? Do poor people really have poor taste? Just thought that was weird. The next thing that I noticed that the wedding was being held in a park. Hmmmm, outdoors in Nevada at the end of July. Wasn't it going to be hot? Even more important, what would I wear if I decided to go. Then I kind of put it in my mind that I wasn't going to go. Why? Well, it seemed that there was a lot of negative discussion about the man she was marrying when Tyson and I were visiting my family a few weeks ago. Earlier this evening, I was driving to Boston Market when I realized something very important. I was thinking about my sister, Nikki's wedding and everything that was said about it by my family and the fact that I had already decided not to go. Something clicked in my head that I overlooked when I noticed the wedding invitation. The invitation was addressed to Christopher Espersen and Tyson. WOW, she invited Tyson. I always thought that Nikki was the least supportive of me being gay and now here she was inviting my boyfriend to her wedding. I realized that she was being supportive of me without agreeing with me. Isn't that what family is all about? At that point, I realized that I could still be supportive even if I didn't agree with a person.  I am not saying that I am not agreeing with my sister's decision to get married because I have never met her fiance. I think all members of my family should be supportive of her even if they don't agree with her decision. So, I am going to go to her wedding and hope Tyson can go with me! She is my sister after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-63808230625452144?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/63808230625452144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=63808230625452144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/63808230625452144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/63808230625452144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-do-learn-something-every-day.html' title='We do learn something every day.'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-9194677891396055734</id><published>2007-06-11T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:39:46.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Anastasia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rm2kwf3pPVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HX8XfH07RAU/s1600-h/chris+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074893508211981650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rm2kwf3pPVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HX8XfH07RAU/s320/chris+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to the oldest boxer, Annie!  She is 4 today!  Is she precious?  Of course she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-9194677891396055734?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/9194677891396055734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=9194677891396055734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/9194677891396055734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/9194677891396055734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-anastasia.html' title='Happy Birthday Anastasia!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dfsE1qXJbdk/Rm2kwf3pPVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HX8XfH07RAU/s72-c/chris+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-7242713041124231520</id><published>2007-06-10T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:31:31.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day from Hell: Laundry Day!</title><content type='html'>I would consider today HELL Day.  Why HELL day?  Well, it is the day that I spend doing laundry.  For a lot of people, they don't spend the ENTIRE day doing laundry, but I do.  Yes, ALL DAY.  I have about 12 to 15 loads of laundry today.  It would be easier to do a couple loads a day but I have 3 other roommates doing laundry which makess this hard to do.  Ok, I don't mind doing laundry all day because it gives me an excuse to stay in bed, watch tv or movies and just be lazy!  If it wasn't for the laundry, days like this would be great. &lt;br /&gt;     I did some more shopping today, online.  I bought a nice white ventless fireplace to put in the guest bath. (I am no longer calling it my bathroom since I will soon have the master bedroom with it's own bath)  I am looking forward to doing all this remodeling.  This bathroom looks great now but it is going to AMAZING once the remodeling is done.  I am going to use black river rock in the shower and on some of the walls with grey or black slate tile on the floor.  It will pop with great white crown molding and large white baseboards, modern white sink &amp; Toilet, new light fixtures and new faucets for the sink and the shower.  The bathtub will get a beautiful new finish with a shiny white resurfacing treatment.&lt;br /&gt;     Yesterday, John (roommate), Tyson and myself had a yard sale.  We did pretty good.  Got rid of a lot of stuff we had cluttering the house and shed.  I also brought some stuff from my job home to sell.  Unfortunately that stuff didn't sell too well.  So, I have about 30 lamps and 6 dinner tables sitting outside with no home.  Maybe I will leave them outside with a sign that says free.  People love FREE!  I just want them GONE.&lt;br /&gt;     Tyson and I went out to the bar last night to meet his roommate and some of his friends.  We were there for about an hour and his friends never showed up, so we left.  They were running VERY late and the bar was dead and lame.  Amsterdam is not what it used to be.  Oh well, I don't like going out anyway.  On the way home, we stopped at Taco Bell and go something to eat.  Poor Tyson, his stomach was giving him problems and the Taco Bell didn't help.  Can you say Barf? &lt;br /&gt;     We woke up LATE about 9:30 and I took Tyson home so I can do my laundry. &lt;br /&gt;     Well, that is all for now, glad to keep you caught up to what is going on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-7242713041124231520?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/7242713041124231520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=7242713041124231520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7242713041124231520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/7242713041124231520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-from-hell-laundry-day.html' title='Day from Hell: Laundry Day!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-1080204494027348439</id><published>2007-06-03T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:12:58.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butter on a Bald Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, the title is a bit weird but Tyson created it.  Couldn't think of something on my own so Delicious T helped me out.  Today Tyson and I went to breakfast at the gay egg.  It was good but my french toast was TOO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eggy&lt;/span&gt;.  Why don't you spell egg "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;agg&lt;/span&gt;" just like it is pronounced?  Guess it will be one of those questions like which came first, the chicken or the egg.  Yeah, I am a deep thinker.  After breakfast, we came back to my place and Tyson napped while I watched tennis.  Afterwards, we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coppenhagen&lt;/span&gt; so I could show Tyson the leather sectional that I have and found some amazing stuff that we wanted to buy.  We followed that up by some shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;macy's&lt;/span&gt; where I replenished my cologne, added a pair of shoes to my already enormous collection and Tyson got a nice Summer coat.  He makes the jacket HOT!  I was also introduced to Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Silverman&lt;/span&gt; and Jesus is Magic.  I thought my humor was jacked up, but she has me beat.  It's not for the faint of heart or black folk....... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.... or Chinese, or old people, or Mexicans or people with AIDS or survivors of the Holocaust.  Basically it offeneded everyone!  You should definitely go rent it!  I am getting tired and hungry so it's time to go get something to eat!  That's all for today. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-1080204494027348439?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/1080204494027348439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=1080204494027348439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1080204494027348439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/1080204494027348439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/butter-on-bald-monkey.html' title='Butter on a Bald Monkey'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693569899262585679.post-2244611038529003957</id><published>2007-06-02T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:17:38.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road To Owning My First Home!</title><content type='html'>This is my first entry to my blog.  I hope to let you all in to my life.  I am not good at emailing or calling, so maybe this will be a better tool.  I will try to focus on Tyson (my boyfriend), work,  the process of buying a home that has just started  and all the other aspects of my life that I think you might find interesting.  HERE GOES:&lt;br /&gt; Today I bought my first purchase as a to-be-home owner; a lawn mower!  Yep, I bought a lawn mower.  I went to several places looking for an electric mower and finally found one at Lowes.  I couldn't believe that Home Depot considered lawn mowers to be out of season now.  Ok, Whatever.  I brought it home, put it in the back yard and left it.  Not even going to use it today.  It's too hot. I wasn't even going to get out of bed today.  This is going to be my alone day.  Just laying in bed watching movies and tennis was on schedule.   &lt;br /&gt;     I am getting very excited and nervous about buying a home.  So many things to do which equals a lot of money being spent.  Last night Tyson and I went shopping at Ikea and got some ideas for the kitchen.  I think we are going to get our cabinets there as a temporary plan until I can go "all out" on an expensive kitchen.  I am going to try to convince him on blue or red cabinets with a concrete countertop.  Very fun, modern, and young, just like the both of us.  Can't wait until the full process is underway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693569899262585679-2244611038529003957?l=chrisespersen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/feeds/2244611038529003957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=693569899262585679&amp;postID=2244611038529003957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2244611038529003957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693569899262585679/posts/default/2244611038529003957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisespersen.blogspot.com/2007/06/road-to-owning-my-first-home.html' title='The Road To Owning My First Home!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
