<?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-2823567802685916391</id><updated>2012-02-01T19:15:55.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carter's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-266296728854160410</id><published>2011-09-10T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:06:27.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Poo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;A lot of people these days have beengoing without shampoo. Well, I started doing it about 3 weeks ago. When I toldfamily members about it they seemed a bit grossed out. So I wasn't going totell anyone else about it. But then I started getting a lot of compliments onmy hair so I've decided to tell everyone! Because really, if it doesn’t feel,smell or look gross. Is it really gross? Not really. So I'll just direct you tothis blog &lt;a href="http://www.oneshetwoshe.com/2010/07/no-poo-your-hair-she-kate-p.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so you can learn about how to no poo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;If youGoogle "no poo" a lot of stuff will come up about baking soda and vinegar.And you can do it this way, but the way I'm doing it is for people that havedamaged hair, people with bleached or colored hair like me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;So ever since I've done it my hairhas been so much easier to handle. It used to take me quite a while to straightenmy hair to try and get all the frizz out of it. But now I can spend maybe aminute on my hair after blow drying it looks way better. At first my hair was alittle bit greasy but I just put baby powder on the roots to get the greese out, what is the realpoint of that stuff anyway?? I thought I would find out once I had a child, butI still have no idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anyway, it’s been 3 weeks for me now and I don't needthe baby powder and my hair looks almost like it did before I started bleachingit. Also check out this &lt;a href="http://www.oneshetwoshe.com/2011/08/no-poo-update-and-parabens-silicones.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this &lt;a href="http://www.oneshetwoshe.com/2010/10/no-poo-questions-answered-she-kate-p.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for more info on it, she went back andanswered some questions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I've been learning a lot of randombut useful stuff lately. So just beware I'll be sharing this on my blog becauseI try to explain this stuff to friends and family but they just think I'mcrazy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I've had way too much time on the internet since I've had Jack. But what else am I supposed to do while I nurse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 6pt;"&gt;Here are some before and after close ups of my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srQ48cL8bXM/TmwIdtk7e2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/GT5C30FJEiQ/s1600/IMG_20110704_195555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srQ48cL8bXM/TmwIdtk7e2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/GT5C30FJEiQ/s320/IMG_20110704_195555.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2EnUDizMgA/TmwIWOpj5HI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Lo_JmBBWNjQ/s1600/IMG_2925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2EnUDizMgA/TmwIWOpj5HI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Lo_JmBBWNjQ/s320/IMG_2925.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-266296728854160410?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/266296728854160410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=266296728854160410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/266296728854160410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/266296728854160410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-poo.html' title='No Poo'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srQ48cL8bXM/TmwIdtk7e2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/GT5C30FJEiQ/s72-c/IMG_20110704_195555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-2219355357866535625</id><published>2011-08-31T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T20:06:08.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's new toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple days ago I bought a Jumperoo off of KSL. And this little boy absolutely loves it! It's definitely his favorite toy. His burp cloth comes in at a close second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5PbKHUn53Y/Tl714nCrpAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6E4HIpCXLpQ/s1600/IMG_2169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5PbKHUn53Y/Tl714nCrpAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6E4HIpCXLpQ/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the few times I got him to look up at me. He usually won't respond to me when he's in this thing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlt8nff4MVo/Tl711Dcd8vI/AAAAAAAAAUU/iqn5nISjpSo/s1600/IMG_2168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlt8nff4MVo/Tl711Dcd8vI/AAAAAAAAAUU/iqn5nISjpSo/s320/IMG_2168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That part he's staring at lights up and plays music. He just sits there holding on to it and staring and concentrating so hard. So cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-2219355357866535625?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/2219355357866535625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=2219355357866535625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/2219355357866535625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/2219355357866535625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/08/jacks-new-toy.html' title='Jack&apos;s new toy'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5PbKHUn53Y/Tl714nCrpAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6E4HIpCXLpQ/s72-c/IMG_2169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-337735075585623385</id><published>2011-08-31T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:09:12.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacks new born pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got Jack's new born pictures taken when he was 5 days old I think. Here are some of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hody0cKqbJE/Tl6wFxVrQwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/OXz1gaJIFFQ/s1600/207880_10150157303953325_756628324_6825823_386650_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hody0cKqbJE/Tl6wFxVrQwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/OXz1gaJIFFQ/s320/207880_10150157303953325_756628324_6825823_386650_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wetN_1Zd_ic/Tl6wG2d0jyI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0kxoe-tcUC4/s1600/208253_10150165171391328_156379106327_6844214_299303_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wetN_1Zd_ic/Tl6wG2d0jyI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0kxoe-tcUC4/s320/208253_10150165171391328_156379106327_6844214_299303_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs_czNWch2k/Tl6wHUxBsHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/C2u3Fpxm3JM/s1600/222087_10150157390308325_756628324_6826252_5811704_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs_czNWch2k/Tl6wHUxBsHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/C2u3Fpxm3JM/s320/222087_10150157390308325_756628324_6826252_5811704_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0WJzxLsidI/Tl6wIdz-xNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Wo7kBcqxxm0/s1600/222119_10150165377316328_156379106327_6845680_5231971_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0WJzxLsidI/Tl6wIdz-xNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Wo7kBcqxxm0/s320/222119_10150165377316328_156379106327_6845680_5231971_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's already changed so much! They don't stay tiny for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-337735075585623385?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/337735075585623385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=337735075585623385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/337735075585623385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/337735075585623385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/08/jacks-new-born-pics.html' title='Jacks new born pics'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hody0cKqbJE/Tl6wFxVrQwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/OXz1gaJIFFQ/s72-c/207880_10150157303953325_756628324_6825823_386650_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-9090780154482130755</id><published>2011-08-31T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:01:07.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog was broken for a while</title><content type='html'>For some reason I wasn't able to post any new posts for a long time, and then I clicked this button that said something like, click here to see the new blog interface. I clicked it and&amp;nbsp;everything changed and&amp;nbsp;then I was able to post on my blog again! So&amp;nbsp;now I have alot of updating to do :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-9090780154482130755?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/9090780154482130755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=9090780154482130755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9090780154482130755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9090780154482130755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog-was-broken-for-while.html' title='My blog was broken for a while'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-6454188796488304809</id><published>2011-08-25T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T07:38:09.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pictures dissapeared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think i accidently deleted all of them :( and I can't get them back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-6454188796488304809?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/6454188796488304809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=6454188796488304809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6454188796488304809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6454188796488304809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-pictures-dissapeared.html' title='My pictures dissapeared'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-3843752356795946604</id><published>2011-04-18T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:52:33.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we are just so in love with him! He was born on April 15th at 2am. He weighed 8lbs and 9oz and was 20.5 inches long. And as you can see in the pictures he has tons of hair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tS1PbCxzuVM/Ta0SXtu0bsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Gr2osVNwG3w/s1600/imagejpeg_2_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 147px; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597150110513655490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tS1PbCxzuVM/Ta0SXtu0bsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Gr2osVNwG3w/s200/imagejpeg_2_2_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsHXjHCRGB4/Ta0PtY9wiSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ArZR74yy6mA/s1600/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597147184361408802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsHXjHCRGB4/Ta0PtY9wiSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ArZR74yy6mA/s200/IMG_1925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3weJCR-Nmk/Ta0PtKj80qI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sM6-wxXm15U/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597147180495065762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3weJCR-Nmk/Ta0PtKj80qI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sM6-wxXm15U/s200/IMG_1923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvlNub11qMM/Ta0Ps3tPUVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4ONxMkSOY9M/s1600/IMG_1948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597147175433752914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvlNub11qMM/Ta0Ps3tPUVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4ONxMkSOY9M/s200/IMG_1948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zLFILbTwPGA/Ta0PstXcpaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Xd6VZIyryA8/s1600/IMG_20110415_114119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597147172657997218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zLFILbTwPGA/Ta0PstXcpaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Xd6VZIyryA8/s200/IMG_20110415_114119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7GqJ7pjysM/Ta0PsR8spHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/F0mLo3eAnV0/s1600/IMG_20110415_112252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597147165298041970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7GqJ7pjysM/Ta0PsR8spHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/F0mLo3eAnV0/s200/IMG_20110415_112252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We've had him home for a couple of days now and I'll I want to do is stare at him. I can't believe how much I miss him when he's not right next to me. Earlier I had to go upstairs and do some work, he was down stairs with Clint, the whole time I thought about him and couldn't wait to come down and see him. Its so crazy how much I can love someone I just met. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's been such a good little baby so far. The first night we brought him home was a little rough. He woke up about every hour. I couldn't figure out why so I just nursed him every time. And he would stop crying as long as I was holding him but wouldn't sleep when I put him down. So I did something I swore I would never do, I put him in bed with me. But I was able to get a good couple hours of sleep. But the next day I realized what the problem was. He wasn't swaddled with the right blanket. A long time ago I went to a baby expo and got this swaddling blanket and it is seriously a miracle blanket. I don't even know why it works so well, if its just the fabric or the size or what but whenever I try to swaddle him in a different blanket he won't sleep for long. Its the weirdest thing. Click &lt;a href="http://www.bbsleepsolutions.com/about/contact-us.html"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;for the website. I seriously love this blanket, because ever since I started using it he sleeps, and its wonderful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-3843752356795946604?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/3843752356795946604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=3843752356795946604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/3843752356795946604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/3843752356795946604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/04/jack-is-here.html' title='Jack is here!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tS1PbCxzuVM/Ta0SXtu0bsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Gr2osVNwG3w/s72-c/imagejpeg_2_2_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-62392216022370014</id><published>2011-04-07T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:06:42.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I done being pregnant yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I haven't been very good about posting pregnancy pictures on here, so here are a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ySyh0YAL8/TZ6M8Wj35WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/70k1cwlPR6Q/s1600/CIMG0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593062755716818274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ySyh0YAL8/TZ6M8Wj35WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/70k1cwlPR6Q/s200/CIMG0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;28 Weeks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ6_l1M_Cy8/TZ6M8rCePLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/H3rc2rUBjug/s1600/IMG_20110311_082743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593062761213869234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ6_l1M_Cy8/TZ6M8rCePLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/H3rc2rUBjug/s200/IMG_20110311_082743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;36 Weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOHsDg_Dtw4/TZ6M897UuCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5CS0-HMoYJQ/s1600/IMG_20110407_185435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593062766284159010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOHsDg_Dtw4/TZ6M897UuCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5CS0-HMoYJQ/s200/IMG_20110407_185435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally 40 Weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was going to try and not wear the same shirt in my pregnancy pictures, but at this point I only have a couple that fit me. And see those yoga pants I'm wearing in my 40 week picture? I've been wearing those every day for about 2 weeks, and not just when I get home from work. I wear those to work. And I don't even care. I will continue to wear them until I have this baby. My jeans still fit me, its just that these are so much more comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today is my due date, I was really hoping to go this week sometime. Hopefully it will happen this weekend. If I don't go on my own then they will induce me next Thursday. I think I've been pretty lucky with this pregnancy. During my first trimester I didn't really start feeling the symptoms until about 8 weeks. and they went away at about 12. I just remember being REALLY tired, nauseous and had a lot of food aversions. I think the first trimester has definitely been the worst, just because no matter how much you sleep your just so dang tired! 2nd trimester was fantastic! this is really the only time I consistently was able to work out. i have to get up at about 5:30 am to work out before I go to work, so the times in my first and third trimester where I had the choice between working out and sleep, sleep always won. The only thing in my 2nd trimester that was bad was I think when my uterus was stretching, I had the worst cramps ever! Luckily it only lasted about a day, but they definitely kept me up all night. Third trimester hasn't really been bad until the last couple weeks, buts it good knowing its almost over. There have been a couple days where my whole body will hurt and I just feel terrible, but then the next day I'll feel completely fine. So I can't complain too much because I have had more good days then bad. Oh and insomnia! I don't know if this is a normal pregnancy symptom or what, but I was not expecting to get insomnia, it started in my 2nd trimester and its still happening. I will usually wake up at about 3 or 4 and then stay awake for about 2 hours and then finally go back to sleep. This is actually when I stopped going to the gym, I wasn't willing to wake up at 3am and stay awake for 2 hours and then go to the gym. Its weird because I'm not even uncomfortable at night, its actually when I'm the most comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'm so excited to for so many things! I'm excited to be a mommy! I'm excited that I'll be home all the time. My work is going to let me work part time from home (yay!) I'm so excited to be able to go grocery shopping in the middle of the week in the middle of the day! although I'm sure it will be more difficult with a baby. I currently go grocery shopping at 6 or 7 on Saturday morning. I find that it cuts my grocery time in half if I go before everyone else wakes up. I can't wait to have a really good workout again, even when I was working out while pregnant it wasn't the same. And I got a sweet jogging stroller. And I'm excited for the option to work out during the day if I ever want to. I kind of got used to waking up at 530 am every morning, and actually like it. I know a lot of people at the gym at that time and I like a lot of the classes so I still might go early. But it will be nice to have the option to go later in the morning. I can start taking Jack to the gym's child care with me at 6 weeks. I'm also excited for swimming lessons! for Jack! I found out you can do mommy and me swimming lessons when he turns 6 months old. I'm just so excited to be a stay at home mom! And its weird to think that any one of these days could be my last day that I don't have a kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and for tomorrow I scheduled a conference call at work in the morning and a hair appointment in the afternoon. I kind of feel like making plans like this may ensure that I will go into labor. Well, we will see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-62392216022370014?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/62392216022370014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=62392216022370014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/62392216022370014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/62392216022370014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-i-done-being-pregnant-yet.html' title='Am I done being pregnant yet?'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ySyh0YAL8/TZ6M8Wj35WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/70k1cwlPR6Q/s72-c/CIMG0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-1806265637952567544</id><published>2011-04-07T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:17:53.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stenciling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK, well, I meant to post this a while ago. I started my stenciling project. This was a really silly thing to do in my third trimester of pregnancy. I got really frustrated and almost painted over it. you can't tell in the picture but there are quite a few mistakes. The stencil even took off the original pain in some places. I emailed our builders to find out what brand and color our paint is so i could get some to touch up the mistakes. But I never heard back. It probably would have been better if I painted first and then stenciled over it, just so I could have some touch up paint. Well I'm waiting until I have this baby and I'm a little less hormonal then I'll decide if I want to paint over it or keep it. A lot of mistakes you can't really tell unless you look really close. But since I'm the one that did it I see all the mistakes. So if it bugs me enough I just might have to paint over it. But then maybe I'll try and stencil again. Perfect practice makes prefect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVZ9sc_O80Q/TZ6MWOvrt1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/BJ7CEtbjPr0/s1600/IMG_20110304_080559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593062100783839058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVZ9sc_O80Q/TZ6MWOvrt1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/BJ7CEtbjPr0/s200/IMG_20110304_080559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-1806265637952567544?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/1806265637952567544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=1806265637952567544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1806265637952567544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1806265637952567544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/04/stenciling.html' title='Stenciling!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVZ9sc_O80Q/TZ6MWOvrt1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/BJ7CEtbjPr0/s72-c/IMG_20110304_080559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-4545411010457082369</id><published>2011-02-19T07:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T07:52:58.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at how crafy I've been</title><content type='html'>So lately I've been a little obsessed with crafting blogs. If you notice I've added a "crafting blog" list. So I've been looking at tons of things that I want to do and I've gotten a lot of supplies to get started. And I just barley finished my first project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lima Bean wreath! I found the tutorial at my favorite blog so far... &lt;a href="http://www.allthingsthrifty.com/"&gt;allthingsthrify.com&lt;/a&gt;. At first I didn't really like it once I was finished. It wasn't "perfect" like I was hoping it would be. I almost redid it, But I decided since it was my first project that I shouldn't expect it to be perfect.  You can go strait to the tutorial by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.allthingsthrifty.com/2010/01/tutorial-lima-bean-wreath.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh5fNTIU1N8/TV_j_lrRMNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hwlz-N6j7zc/s1600/IMG_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575425545292820690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh5fNTIU1N8/TV_j_lrRMNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hwlz-N6j7zc/s200/IMG_1880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My next project I'm really excited about, but also nervous. Since it can turn out really good or really bad. I want to try &lt;a href="http://www.allthingsthrifty.com/2010/03/tutorial-making-stencil.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;stencil wall painting by making my own stencil. I chose a small wall in my bathroom just in case it doesn't turn out then I can just paint over it. Hopefully I'll have something to show you by tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-4545411010457082369?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/4545411010457082369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=4545411010457082369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4545411010457082369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4545411010457082369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-at-how-crafy-ive-been.html' title='Look at how crafy I&apos;ve been'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh5fNTIU1N8/TV_j_lrRMNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hwlz-N6j7zc/s72-c/IMG_1880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-4451843570453526392</id><published>2011-02-10T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T16:48:36.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 off Live the Life program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Remember how I lost all this weight? 56lbs, 10" around my waist and 10'' around my hips! The program I used (live the life) is now half off until Feb 21st.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaB1kDY0uHU/TVSD34PKLdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eAJXvdYsta4/s1600/Before.After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572223634976157138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaB1kDY0uHU/TVSD34PKLdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eAJXvdYsta4/s200/Before.After.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm 10 weeks pregnant in the after pic, so I'm a little bloated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, if your trying to lose weight this year, you should definitly get it, because its a super good deal. Some of my favorite things about the program is, first they teach you how to prep your meals. The first time I looked at the program I thought there was no way I would have time to make all that food, but when you make it all before hand its really easy. Another thing I loved about it is, it tells you exactly what to eat and how much, and its all normal food. Another thing is whenever I had questions or any problems at all I could email them and I always got a response within 24 hours. Usually within a couple hours, sometimes it was within a couple minutes. Anyway, I love this program so I thought I would let you all know about this great deal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Click &lt;a href="https://kristiapproved.infusionsoft.com/go/7DC/mcarter/"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;to try free for 7 days. Click &lt;a href="https://kristiapproved.infusionsoft.com/go/kahome/mcarter/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to order and use the promo code "LOVE2LIVE" to get it half off. If you order it I want to know how it goes for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-4451843570453526392?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/4451843570453526392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=4451843570453526392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4451843570453526392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4451843570453526392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2011/02/12-off-live-life-program.html' title='1/2 off Live the Life program'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaB1kDY0uHU/TVSD34PKLdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eAJXvdYsta4/s72-c/Before.After.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-8624878910795726874</id><published>2010-12-12T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:47:01.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I actually found this out a couple weeks ago, but forgot to put it on my blog. Even though I wanted a girl really bad, I'm happy to be getting a baby boy. The Cloths selection isn't nearly as big as the girls. But they have better toy. Clint is especially happy to be having a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TQVqu9dlWaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TSNx-bQtOMU/s1600/20%2Bweeks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549959470809176482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TQVqu9dlWaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TSNx-bQtOMU/s200/20%2Bweeks.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is me at 20 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at 23 weeks, I feel like this pregnancy is going by so fast! I hear it will slow down once I get into my 3rd trimester. We are so excited for little Jack to arrive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-8624878910795726874?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/8624878910795726874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=8624878910795726874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8624878910795726874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8624878910795726874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-boy.html' title='Its a Boy!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TQVqu9dlWaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TSNx-bQtOMU/s72-c/20%2Bweeks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-8747509066783250153</id><published>2010-09-26T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:15:09.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie is going to be a big sister!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; And no, i"m not getting another dog. I'm Pregnant! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! I'm due April 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. It will be interesting to see how Annie will react to a baby around the house since she's a pretty spoiled dog and she requires &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TJ_67QBwI2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B_gO1356AaM/s1600/annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521407564001059682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TJ_67QBwI2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B_gO1356AaM/s200/annie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see in this picture while I was holding my niece she still found room on my lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TJ_71kG6oSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/P4FEAky8QNk/s1600/imagejpeg_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521408565823840546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TJ_71kG6oSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/P4FEAky8QNk/s200/imagejpeg_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every one used to tell me that once I had a baby I will feel differently about Annie. No one has told me that in a while, I think that's because everyone is starting to realize how attached I am to her. I honestly can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; her any less. But we'll see how everything goes. I have actually been wondering if there is any way that they'll let her come to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; to come see me and the baby. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I don't think that's gonna happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so i just reread this post and I can only imagine what people are gonna think when they read this. The post was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;interned&lt;/span&gt; to tell everyone that I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; turned out to be about Annie! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Yes I know, I'm a dork.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-8747509066783250153?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/8747509066783250153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=8747509066783250153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8747509066783250153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8747509066783250153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/09/annie-is-going-to-be-big-sister.html' title='Annie is going to be a big sister!!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TJ_67QBwI2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B_gO1356AaM/s72-c/annie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-6326020860401558975</id><published>2010-09-10T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T19:26:15.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for me!</title><content type='html'>Live the life is doing a challenge/contest thing. (Live the life is the program I used to lose weight). The winner wins $1000. I just need people to vote for me!! go to the Kristi Approved face book fan page by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Lehi-UT/Kristi-Approved/391083710513"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and write on thier wall that you vote for Marnae Carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lost a total of 56 lbs, 10 inches around my waiste and 10 inches around my hips. My body fat percentage was in the high 20's. it is now 16%!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TIrKHofd43I/AAAAAAAAAOI/W1umoYNCTnQ/s1600/Before.After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515442926145889138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TIrKHofd43I/AAAAAAAAAOI/W1umoYNCTnQ/s200/Before.After.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/2823567802685916391-6326020860401558975?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/6326020860401558975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=6326020860401558975' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6326020860401558975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6326020860401558975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/09/vote-for-me.html' title='Vote for me!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TIrKHofd43I/AAAAAAAAAOI/W1umoYNCTnQ/s72-c/Before.After.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-1151160906436213678</id><published>2010-07-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:57:21.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51 lbs!</title><content type='html'>Well I've lost 51 lbs so far! So excited that I'm almost to my goal weight. You can look at my before and now by clicking &lt;a href="http://kristiapproved.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-cheer-marnae-on.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. At the time I took my before picture, I thought, there is no way I'm going to show this to people. But I don't care anymore, that was the old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have 10 more lbs to reach my goal. But I already feel better than I've ever felt! I hope to reach my goal by my Birthday, August 14Th. Than I get to go shopping! because I do need a new wardrobe! I'm down to 2 pair of shorts and 1 pair of jeans, the jeans I bought about 5 years ago, and they are a little worn. My shorts are actually a little to big for me, but they aren't falling off yet so they'll work until I go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wish this program existed long ago. One thing that separates this from all the rest is that every thing is laid out for you. They have meal plans for every week of exactly what you need to eat. And its good simple food. They also teach you how to prep your meals. I prep all my meals on Saturday or Sunday, and the rest of the week I just have to pull it out of the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to try it out go to &lt;a href="http://kristiapproved.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kristiapproved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; and do the 7 day challenge. If you do it let me know how it goes! I lost 5 lbs in the first week. Oh they also have a work out plan that goes with the program. I used to work out before i did this program but was never as consistent as I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you decide to do the 7 day challenge, watch these you tube &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;videos&lt;/span&gt; from Kristi and Trish about meal prep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3YhJGxdrYk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3YhJGxdrYk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmS3g5u41q4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmS3g5u41q4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some of my other favorite things about the program is any time I had a question I emailed them and would get a response back within the hour. There where a couple times when I got really discouraged because maybe I didn't lose weight that week and they would call me and talk to me for a while. They also send you weekly news letters. Its just great because if for some reason somethings not working for you they are always there to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they have seminars all the time, so if you want learn more about the program and you live in Utah, or are going to be here sometime let me know and I'll go with you. The next one is this Wednesday in Lindon, I'll be there so let me know if you want to go too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-1151160906436213678?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/1151160906436213678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=1151160906436213678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1151160906436213678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1151160906436213678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/07/51-lbs.html' title='51 lbs!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-1547942684891346546</id><published>2010-07-25T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:23:50.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where a grown up can be a kid</title><content type='html'>Disney World!! In June me and Clint went to Disney world. It was a blast! &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 align="center"&gt;Yes, this is me getting an autograph, I told Clint that since I never did this as a child I wanted to get an autograph book and get autographs. Meeting the characters was one of my favorite parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1qGMLt8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/p2ry0KXSwn4/s1600/Florida+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497828242445023170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1qGMLt8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/p2ry0KXSwn4/s200/Florida+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1qlbrIcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sitQsn-vLiw/s1600/Florida+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497828250831495618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1qlbrIcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sitQsn-vLiw/s200/Florida+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw258FaGeI/AAAAAAAAANg/2mGvRqGv_oM/s1600/Florida-greg+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829614121785826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw258FaGeI/AAAAAAAAANg/2mGvRqGv_oM/s200/Florida-greg+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the only times Clint will let me drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while he's in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;        &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw3Nn3CtNI/AAAAAAAAANw/4xA0yIeWzrA/s1600/Florida-greg+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829952290206930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw3Nn3CtNI/AAAAAAAAANw/4xA0yIeWzrA/s200/Florida-greg+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw24ndOsII/AAAAAAAAANI/HELJqExSD-E/s1600/Florida+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829591404687490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw24ndOsII/AAAAAAAAANI/HELJqExSD-E/s200/Florida+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;         &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1ry8r4oI/AAAAAAAAAM4/UgWPJI01qzc/s1600/Florida+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497828271639487106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1ry8r4oI/AAAAAAAAAM4/UgWPJI01qzc/s200/Florida+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw3OMi5m5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/f_-JdhiaZbA/s1600/Florida-greg+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829962137836434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw3OMi5m5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/f_-JdhiaZbA/s200/Florida-greg+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went to all the parks and one water park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw25Fv5K4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yFM6eNroKbk/s1600/Florida+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829599536032642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw25Fv5K4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yFM6eNroKbk/s200/Florida+100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clint got sick one day, good thing that was a designated pool day! This is him laying by the pool. He would rather have been laying in the hotel room, but we were switching hotel days and we were in between checking out of the old one and checking in to the new one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw234i74nI/AAAAAAAAANA/0P8EwrJzb6c/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829578812154482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw234i74nI/AAAAAAAAANA/0P8EwrJzb6c/s200/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love how all the carters pose for the pictures on the rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw25fvJllI/AAAAAAAAANY/qiwu4oe0wu8/s1600/Florida-chelsea+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497829606512236114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw25fvJllI/AAAAAAAAANY/qiwu4oe0wu8/s200/Florida-chelsea+062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also went to sea world. Feeding the dolphins was my favorite part of the whole trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well this was my first trip to Disney World, but I'm sure it won't be my last, this is Clint's favorite vacation spot. And his dream is actually to get a job for Disney when he graduates. We'll see if that works out.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-1547942684891346546?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/1547942684891346546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=1547942684891346546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1547942684891346546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1547942684891346546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-grown-up-can-be-kid.html' title='Where a grown up can be a kid'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TEw1qGMLt8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/p2ry0KXSwn4/s72-c/Florida+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-4816689261923576482</id><published>2010-05-29T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:10:53.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart my doggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TAGnm6b4MoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fy4hao3uSTw/s1600/Annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476842908822286978" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TAGnm6b4MoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fy4hao3uSTw/s200/Annie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Annie like to hike the Y every once in a while. Well actually I like to hike the Y and Annie likes to go where ever I go. But I don't think she likes hiking very much. The first time we hiked it i stopped for a second and she just laid on the dirt and decided she was done hiking. It was so cute, so I picked her up and carried her the rest of the way up. And then after that I would just pick her up once I thought she was tired. Well, she's now learned that she has the option of me carrying her so this last time not to long after we started up the hill she turned around for me to carry her. What a spoiled little dog. I carried her most of the way up, and even most of the way down. But its ok she only weighs 5lbs. And I love her. And I don't think I will ever be able to spoil my children the way I spoil her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes I imagine myself running and pushing my baby in a jogger. And I know Annie can't keep up when I go on runs, so she is also in the jogger next to my child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TAGsOdVm6hI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bSCHc3zsBa8/s1600/Annie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476847986252638738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TAGsOdVm6hI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bSCHc3zsBa8/s200/Annie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took this picture when I was doing some ab workouts, after Annie realized I wasn't on the ground to play with her she just sat there and stared at me. Shes so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-4816689261923576482?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/4816689261923576482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=4816689261923576482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4816689261923576482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4816689261923576482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-heart-my-doggy.html' title='I heart my doggy'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/TAGnm6b4MoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fy4hao3uSTw/s72-c/Annie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-7989855755920429852</id><published>2010-05-05T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:06:33.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1/2 marathon</title><content type='html'>So I get "Fitness" magazine in the mail every month. I never read it. It has pretty much the same info in every issue. But one month I glanced at the cover and read "train for a 1/2 marathon in 8 weeks". and I thought, "ok". I thought maybe if I did something like this it would speed up my weight loss (it didn't). So I looked to see if there was a 1/2 marathon in my area close to 8 weeks away. I found one that was exactly 8 weeks away. And my sister in law Stefani said she would do it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IfcEs-sSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uU6-lfc7DxU/s1600/dads+camera+1373%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467967464740401442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IfcEs-sSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uU6-lfc7DxU/s200/dads+camera+1373%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is us after the race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;About a couple weeks into the training my right leg started to hurt. I thought if I just ran through the pain it would go away. That's how it used to happen anyway. A couple weeks before the race I ran 10 miles after that it really started hurting. So I went in to get it looked at just to make sure I was still ok to run. They did a bone scan and the dr said it was almost a stress fracture and that I probably should do the 1/2 marathon but I could if I really wanted to. I had already paid for it so I decided to run it. He just told me not to run until then and not to run 8 weeks after. So I pretty much trained 6 weeks had a 2 week break and then ran a 1/2 marathon. I would not recommend this. Also I wouldn't recommend doing something like this if your trying to lose weight. Wait until you get to your goal and then do it. the days that I did my long runs I gained weight. After burning over a thousand calories in my work outs it was really hard not to eat everything in sight. I wear a heart rate monitor that tells me how many calories I burn and during the actual 1/2 marathon I burned 2000 calories. I think I gained a couple lbs that week end. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-7989855755920429852?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/7989855755920429852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=7989855755920429852' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/7989855755920429852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/7989855755920429852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-12-marathon.html' title='My 1/2 marathon'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IfcEs-sSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uU6-lfc7DxU/s72-c/dads+camera+1373%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-6454235471734096768</id><published>2010-05-05T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:26:14.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and almost after</title><content type='html'>Well, a couple of people asked to see pictures of me now. And just so you can see the difference I decided to put in my before picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IZgn9WS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QoEwaljXWR8/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467960945854008258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IZgn9WS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QoEwaljXWR8/s200/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here is the before. I debated on if I should put this picture up, I'm so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; that I ever let myself get this bad. But it is what it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IZGak_XII/AAAAAAAAALo/vRUAE-Vm6ss/s1600/April2010+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467960495585582210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IZGak_XII/AAAAAAAAALo/vRUAE-Vm6ss/s200/April2010+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me now. I still have about 25 more lbs to go! and when I get there I'll be sure to post more pictures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-6454235471734096768?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/6454235471734096768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=6454235471734096768' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6454235471734096768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6454235471734096768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-and-almost-after.html' title='Before and almost after'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S-IZgn9WS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QoEwaljXWR8/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-2832415866362627257</id><published>2010-04-28T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:39:03.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 lbs and counting!</title><content type='html'>Actually 34.5. Yup, I've lost 34.5 lbs so far! (its been 18 weeks) I still want to lose 25 more lbs and I'll be at my goal weight. If you want to know how I did it you can go to &lt;a href="http://kristiapproved.com/"&gt;http://kristiapproved.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kristiapproved.com/"&gt;com/&lt;/a&gt;. Lately I've been getting super annoyed when people tell me that I don't have 25 more lbs to lose. I don't know if their trying to be polite or if that's really how they see it. But I'm tall so I carry my weight well. But I will not rest until I look like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S9jvB0q2CXI/AAAAAAAAALg/hdEfpkWfc9o/s1600/jillian-michaels%5B1%5D.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 122px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465380962411350386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S9jvB0q2CXI/AAAAAAAAALg/hdEfpkWfc9o/s200/jillian-michaels%5B1%5D.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I decided that I really want to lose the rest of my weight before June. So my goal is to lose 5 lbs a week. I don't know how realistic this is but if the people on biggest loser can do it then so can I, right? So I plan on working out for 20 minutes after work (I already work out about 1-2 hrs in the morning) Not cheating at all until June. Yesterday I did have an Oreo and felt pretty guilty about it. And then at work every hour I'll do 10 push ups and 30 second plank. Every time i try to do this I only make it until about 1:00 or 2:00. anyway its going to rough 5 weeks, wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S9jvB0q2CXI/AAAAAAAAALg/hdEfpkWfc9o/s1600/jillian-michaels%5B1%5D.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-2832415866362627257?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/2832415866362627257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=2832415866362627257' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/2832415866362627257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/2832415866362627257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/04/30-lbs-and-counting.html' title='30 lbs and counting!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S9jvB0q2CXI/AAAAAAAAALg/hdEfpkWfc9o/s72-c/jillian-michaels%5B1%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-2623211704972701061</id><published>2010-03-24T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:39:02.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Biscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452405300763608274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S6rVu6N4xNI/AAAAAAAAALA/IbNAvA7k3No/s200/imagejpeg_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biscuit is Clint's childhood dog. His family got her when he was 11, and today they had to put her down because she was too old (14 yrs). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S6rWa0PGx6I/AAAAAAAAALI/68DbImkW23w/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452406055072352162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S6rWa0PGx6I/AAAAAAAAALI/68DbImkW23w/s200/IMG_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Biscuit's early years she loved to play tug a war, she loved to play in the snow, and she loved Mt. dew. We will miss her!&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/2823567802685916391-2623211704972701061?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/2623211704972701061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=2623211704972701061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/2623211704972701061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/2623211704972701061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/03/bye-bye-biscuit.html' title='Bye Bye Biscuit'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S6rVu6N4xNI/AAAAAAAAALA/IbNAvA7k3No/s72-c/imagejpeg_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-6506891046632479296</id><published>2010-02-22T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:28:51.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; This guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S4M9MmLgfgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HZtIz7jMvM8/s1600-h/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441260061410229762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S4M9MmLgfgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HZtIz7jMvM8/s200/IMG_0563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just thought I would let you all know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-6506891046632479296?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/6506891046632479296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=6506891046632479296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6506891046632479296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/6506891046632479296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-heart.html' title='I heart...'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/S4M9MmLgfgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HZtIz7jMvM8/s72-c/IMG_0563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-4516529949204541900</id><published>2010-02-20T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:33:21.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, my new years goal of updating my blog at least once a week isn't really working out for me. But I'll keep trying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, below is a video of Annie marking her territory. Every time there is another dog around she has to mark her territory where they pee, and she always does it while walking on her two front legs. Its the funniest thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-841d14cc1fc5c1fa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D841d14cc1fc5c1fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331220104%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68D8F88D652A7C36097AFC1F12E761A50F9C49F8.4D4FFD545E1A859145328E29B5752076C8A6ACD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D841d14cc1fc5c1fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHpo1a_XB1GVA1-O2PJgHB2PIp9U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D841d14cc1fc5c1fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331220104%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68D8F88D652A7C36097AFC1F12E761A50F9C49F8.4D4FFD545E1A859145328E29B5752076C8A6ACD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D841d14cc1fc5c1fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHpo1a_XB1GVA1-O2PJgHB2PIp9U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The other dog in the Video is Clint's family's dog, they have had her since Clint was 11. We had Biscuit for about a month this winter. She's really old and probably won't be a round for much longer, so it was really good to have her come visit! Even though Annie got a little bit jealous when Biscuit would get more attention than her I think she liked having a Friend around while we were at work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-4516529949204541900?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/4516529949204541900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=4516529949204541900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4516529949204541900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/4516529949204541900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/02/annie.html' title='Annie'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-3579890783123965585</id><published>2010-01-27T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:42:26.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live the life update</title><content type='html'>Well I am on week 5 of &lt;a href="http://kristiapproved.com/"&gt;live the life&lt;/a&gt; and I just wanted to let you all know how it’s going. I've lost 11 1/2 lbs so far (yay!). And I haven't had sugar since I started or anything else I'm not supposed to have, I also haven’t missed a work out day yet. I'm so proud of myself. I've never stuck to anything like this for this long. The first 3 weeks were really hard, but since then I haven't really had as many cravings. I don't really miss sugar. The thing I miss most is Cafe Rio. I've had a couple dreams that I ate Cafe Rio and I woke up feeling completely guilty. Once I lose all my weight I'm going to stay on this diet, but I will treat myself to a Cafe Rio salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-3579890783123965585?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/3579890783123965585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=3579890783123965585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/3579890783123965585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/3579890783123965585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/01/live-life-update.html' title='Live the life update'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-8461747173565372349</id><published>2010-01-16T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:14:57.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTHECAR%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTHECAR%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTHECAR%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:"Cambria Math";	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:1;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-format:other;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;}@font-face	{font-family:Calibri;	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-unhide:no;	mso-style-qformat:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	margin-top:0in;	margin-right:0in;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	margin-left:0in;	line-height:115%;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:11.0pt;	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoChpDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	mso-default-props:yes;	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoPapDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	line-height:115%;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 of my biggest fears are mice and speaking in front of people. I realize these are impractical, but I HATE when people use this information against me. I can’t stand the sight of a mouse, a picture, even a cartoon mouse grosses me out. I love the movie enchanted, but I close my eyes during the mouse part. But the Cinderella mice are ok because they where cloths and walk upright, and their tails are like stings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hate speaking in front of people in any situation. I just got called to be a sunbeam teacher a few months ago and I was pretty nervous the first couple weeks. It helps that they don’t really listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, the guys at work like to use this information against me. I blame Troy (my brother, also my boss). Well back in December right before our Christmas party I was told by a co-worker Cameron (he would be like the Darrel of the office) that Greg (HR) and D (owner) wanted me to give a speech at our Christmas party. So I immediately called Greg to find out what was going on. He had said that because I was employee of the year last year that they wanted me to give a speech on being employee of the year. And I was like, no. But then he was like well you have to because then it will mess up the whole program if you don’t. And then we had like a 10 minute conversation about how I can’t give speeches and it would just be horrible. I was about 95% sure it was just a joke because I could hear Greg trying not to laugh. But there was still that 5% that I wasn’t sure. And Greg asked for a rough draft to be emailed to him by the end of the day. I thought about just writing up something funny, but then I remembered I can’t really write. And then I tried to think of some funny speeches that I might be able to find online. And then I remembered the funniest speech of all. Dwight’s speech from the office. I printed it out just in case they were going to make me do something. And they did. It was all just a joke, but they made me give the speech anyway. And after I was done Greg was like “oh, you didn’t have to do that”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, it’s a funny speech, and I t would have been funnier if I could have done it with a straight face, and if I knew how to pronounce the word “acquiesce”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here it is, enjoy! (I added a couple more fist bangs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;BLOOD ALONE MOVES THE WHEELS OF HISTORY! &lt;i&gt;[pause]&lt;/i&gt; Have you ever asked yourselves in an hour of meditation - which everyone finds during the day - how long we have been striving for greatness? &lt;i&gt;[bangs fist]&lt;/i&gt; Not only the years we've been at war the war of work but from the moment as a child, when we realize the world could be conquered. It has been a lifetime struggle &lt;i&gt;[bang's fists again]&lt;/i&gt; a never-ending fight, I say to you &lt;i&gt;[bangs again]&lt;/i&gt; and you will understand that it is a privilege to fight. WE ARE WARRIORS! &lt;i&gt;[applause]&lt;/i&gt; Salesmen of north-eastern Pennsylvania, I ask you once more rise and be worthy of this historical hour. &lt;i&gt;[even bigger applause as Dwight gives a horrible sounding laugh]&lt;/i&gt; No revolution is worth anything unless it can defend itself. Some people will tell you salesman is a bad word. They'll conjure up images of used car dealers, and door to door charlatans. This is our duty to change their perception. I say, salesman and women of the world... unite. We must never acquiesce, for it is together... TOGETHER THAT WE PREVAIL. WE MUST NEVER CEDE CONTROL OF THE MOTHERLAND...FOR IT IS TOGETHER THAT WE PREVAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, and for the white elephant gift exchange I ended up with a mouse trap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-8461747173565372349?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/8461747173565372349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=8461747173565372349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8461747173565372349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8461747173565372349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/01/speech.html' title='The Speech'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-9192969907408350879</id><published>2010-01-06T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:03:31.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I love the holidays but I'm glad they're over. Time to set some new goals, and this year I will actually accomplish them! Me and Clint set a few goals together and a couple separate. 2 of my main goals are to lose weight (always) and to blog more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So losing weight... this is something I've been trying to do since I started gaining weight, about 4 years ago. So I work out and I eat pretty healthy, but I have a problem with portion control and cheating on the week ends, my week ends start Friday, sometimes Thursday :). So I started a new program about a week and a half ago. And since I started it I realized how much I used to cheat before. Eating a little junk food here and a little there, it adds up. So I started this program called &lt;a href="http://kristiapproved.com/"&gt;"live the life"&lt;/a&gt;. So far I have lost 5 1/2 lbs and have not cheated! Anyway I'm so excited about this and my goal is to not cheat at all for at least 12 weeks. When my 12 weeks is up I'm still going to keep this diet up but I will eat a Cafe Rio chicken salad when I reach my 12 week mark. I love Cafe Rio so much I used to eat it every week. The other day I went to Cafe Rio to get Clint lunch. He loves it as much as I do but I told him he couldn't have it in the house right now so I brought it to his work for lunch. As I walked in I felt like an acholic walking into a bar :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal is to blog more. I find myself getting annoyed with some peoples blogs when they never update. But I never update, so I can't really talk. So i decided since I have a blog I need to use it. So I'm going to blog at least once a week. I'm not sure what I'm going to blog about that often, but I'm sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-9192969907408350879?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/9192969907408350879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=9192969907408350879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9192969907408350879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9192969907408350879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-264462181772595079</id><published>2009-12-04T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:51:48.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad day...</title><content type='html'>All week I've been excited for today, because I was going to announce some exciting news. At the beginning of October I found out that I was Pregnant. It was one of the happiest moments of my life. We had been trying for 10 months. Which is nothing compared to how long a lot of people have to try. But it finally happened, we were going to have a baby in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had my 2nd Dr's appointment, he went to hear the heart beat and he couldn't find it. He said that sometimes happens because 12 weeks is the earliest you can hear the heart beat. So we went to the ultra sound room to see if he could see the heart beat. When he did the ultra sound, he said he measured the baby at 9 1/2 weeks, I was supposed to be 12 weeks along. And he couldn't see the heart beat. He told me I had a "missed miscarriage". So, I had a miscarriage, but my body didn't recognize it, so my baby is still inside of me, but its not alive. So on Friday I'll go in for a D&amp;amp;C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hit about 9 1/2-10 weeks, i noticed I started feeling a lot better, I wasn't nauseous anymore, or tired, I didn't feel pregnant anymore. I thought I was lucky and my first trimester symptoms had ended early. Before I started feeling better, I felt like crap and I couldn't wait for it to be over. But right now, I can't wait to feel like crap again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that this happened for a reason, and I'll have a baby when I'm supposed to. And now I'm just trying to focus on the positive side of things. Before we got pregnant we were planning on going to Disney world in June, and now we can go. Even though I'd rather have a baby then go to Disney World. I'm glad this happened now, and not while I was further along. And I hear that after you get pregnant once its easier to get pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me very well, you know that I can't keep a secret, especially when it's exciting news. So when I found out I was pregnant, we told immediate family, a couple Friends, and  people at work (it's especially hard to keep secrets from people I see every day). So I decided to blog about this to let everyone who knew I was pregnant know that I'm not now. I didn't want to have to explain this a bunch of times. So now I've learned my lesson and next time I won't tell people until I'm further along. Even though its fun to tell people exciting news, It sucks even more to tell people bad news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-264462181772595079?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/264462181772595079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=264462181772595079' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/264462181772595079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/264462181772595079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-day.html' title='Sad day...'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-8515934118669933235</id><published>2009-10-25T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:49:42.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Summer part 2 of 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I'm a couple months late.. but at least the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; post is here now. And now that I'm posting about something that happened a couple months ago, I don't remember &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of details, but I'll do my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTXjghcWgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XMheqNL_CQ8/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396675258522294786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTXjghcWgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XMheqNL_CQ8/s200/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my skinny picture. you wouldn't be able to tell if I didn't tell you, but I'm biting my cheeks so i look skinnier. I took a couple of these and my sisters thought it was funny, so i thought i would share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So in August my sister Sarina and her family drove to Utah from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/span&gt;, which was really exciting because they don't come here very often. Also my other Sister Angie moved out to Utah. And my brothers came down from Idaho Falls for a weekend. So we had the whole family here except for my sister Kim and her family in Hawaii. Well, it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun. Like I said earlier, I don't remember &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of details. But I do remember there was some baseball a little volleyball, and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BBQ's&lt;/span&gt;. And I don't remember much else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTWe7vrrNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/S4VYyMK0iVw/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396674080418802898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTWe7vrrNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/S4VYyMK0iVw/s200/107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My niece with Annie. Annie is scared of most of my nieces and nephews, I think because they aren't around dogs very much and she can sense that by the way they chase her. But I think Halli has more dog &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;expeirience&lt;/span&gt; so Annie wasn't as scared of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTWfdRPOmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VwX5tJ1nT94/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396674089417914978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTWfdRPOmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VwX5tJ1nT94/s200/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the highlight of my summer is when Lexie and Abby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;re-inacted&lt;/span&gt; Taylor Swift's video of "you belong with me". I tried to upload the video but it wouldn't work. It was very entertaining for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTWeSlH58I/AAAAAAAAAKA/qq-vJhcSjn0/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396674069368661954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTWeSlH58I/AAAAAAAAAKA/qq-vJhcSjn0/s200/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then there was more singing. Justin and Sarina Sang while Justin played his guitar. I tried to join in but everyone told me to stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTfx4RESoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/D6zAYCYDPIM/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396684301507250818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTfx4RESoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/D6zAYCYDPIM/s200/154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well this all lasted a couple weeks and we ended it with a BBQ at Brittany's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-8515934118669933235?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/8515934118669933235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=8515934118669933235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8515934118669933235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8515934118669933235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-summer-part-2-of-2.html' title='Our Summer part 2 of 2'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SuTXjghcWgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XMheqNL_CQ8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-9024253800447405615</id><published>2009-09-12T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:30:21.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Summer part 1 of 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, this summer we had a lot of family stuff going on. It was fun, its always good to see family. First we had our Carter family reunion. Every one made it except for Clint's brother Lance and his wife Carlynn. They decided to have a baby instead. The baby turned out pretty cute, so I guess it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyDrdlTRII/AAAAAAAAAIY/2wvSUSYBQa4/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380820437499593858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyDrdlTRII/AAAAAAAAAIY/2wvSUSYBQa4/s200/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are on our way to the Uintas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Annie loves to look out the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyEJyJdKFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oR51ZkE4dBY/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380820958416021586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyEJyJdKFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oR51ZkE4dBY/s200/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She also loves to cuddle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't take a lot of pictures, and I really wish I did, I'm going to work on that. The little pictures that we did take were mostly of Annie. Anyway, for the carter family Reunion we went camping in the Uintas for half the week and bear lake for the rest of the week. Next time someone says, "hey, lets go camping for a week". I'm going on a cruise or something because camping is not my idea of a vacation. Not anymore anyway. My husband has turned me into a city girl! I used to be able to "rough it" like no other! but the first night we arrived in the Uintas we couldn't figure out how to put the tent up that we borrowed from my brother Troy. See, we figured we were camping for a week so instead of using our little 4 man tent we would use Troy's tent that we could actually stand up in. But we couldn't put it up, luckily Clint's dad had an extra tent. Unluckily it was a 3 man tent. but at least we didn't have to sleep outside. Our air mattress took up the whole tent. It was pretty much the worst night of my life, by the time we woke up in the morning our air mattress had completely deflated. And it was freezing cold. So spending the rest of the week in a 3 man tent and no air mattress was not an option. The next day we went to Evanston (an hour drive) to get a 7 man tent and an air mattress. It was much better. We figured even though we won't be camping much in the future, since I've learned I no longer enjoy it, we could use it for ward camps and other times when we are forced to camp (like family reunions). So that was the Uintas. By the way even though it was July it was cold like 90% of the time up there (Clint thought it was hot), and there were like a bazillion mosquito's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyHchL0RHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/bhJHk6HLC5w/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380824578814919794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyHchL0RHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/bhJHk6HLC5w/s200/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was freezing cold at night. We used like 6 blankets/sleeping bags. Even Annie got cold so she climbed under the blankets to keep warm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bear like was much better. Except for the fact that I got sun burnt really bad the first day. Which was completely my fault. See, I decided that I wanted to be tan, so i bought a sunscreen with low SPF, I think it was like 15. And I just thought I would put it on often and I wouldn't get sun burnt, but i would still get tan. It didn't work, I'm pretty sure it was just water that I was continuously spraying on my body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at bear lake we spent time on the boat and on the beach just hanging out. The good thing about camping is you have no other choice but to spend time with each other. It was good to hang out with the family. Clint has a couple brothers and a sister that live out of state so we don't get to see them that often. So it was really good to spend time with everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here are some pictures. I did take more pictures of the family and the adorable nieces and nephews, but it was all on the beach, and due to all the sick freaks out there I didn't feel comfortable putting pictures of little kids in their bathing suits on my blog. And yes, it is kind of weird that I take so many pictures of my dog. But until we have kids, she is my baby. By the way... we are working on getting a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyGgLOZlAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hSH4PnZ94DE/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823542128022530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyGgLOZlAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hSH4PnZ94DE/s200/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Annie trying to find shade where ever she can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyGgqpjmqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HrGgxtPx5Xw/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823550563424930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyGgqpjmqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HrGgxtPx5Xw/s200/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Annie and Clint's brothers dog Indiana, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he goes by Indi for short. they were BFF's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they got a little too friendly at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But last time we saw them Annie was playing hard to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyGhso48OI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-xofoWsaDHc/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823568277369058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyGhso48OI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-xofoWsaDHc/s200/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clint's favorite part of the trip, wake boarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyHdT2STQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tfeoC7v_g5g/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380824592414821634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyHdT2STQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tfeoC7v_g5g/s200/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Annie got her head stuck in the chip bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyHcCQ09XI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2XVv8lVMuEg/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380824570514437490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyHcCQ09XI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2XVv8lVMuEg/s200/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Annie all wet and cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, So this was the cutest thing ever. Annie hates the water. When we first got on the boat I was going to take Annie with me. but she started freaking out when I got in the water. So I left her on the beach. So after we were out on the water for a while we came back to the beach and when Annie saw us she got all excited. and she swam to us! It was so cute because you could tell she didn't want to get in the water, but she wanted to be with us. This dog has serious separation issues, but I love it! I love that she needs us. &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;Well, its way past my bedtime, so tomorrow I'll write about the rest of our summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-9024253800447405615?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/9024253800447405615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=9024253800447405615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9024253800447405615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9024253800447405615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-summer-part-1-of-2.html' title='Our Summer part 1 of 2'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SqyDrdlTRII/AAAAAAAAAIY/2wvSUSYBQa4/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-1144046248346162483</id><published>2009-06-28T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:50:22.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And they said it couldn't be done...</title><content type='html'>Clint said that I wouldn't be able to teach Annie tricks. He said she would only dance. But yesterday I taught her to sit! Usually when I have a treat in my hand, she freaks out and keeps dancing until I give it to her. But I taught her to sit, and she did it again this morning. 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And I think she loves being here. She's been pretty spoiled so far. Every time we get home from work she goes crazy until we take her for a walk. Its pretty funny. Last week I took her to work to show her off and I was going to bring her right back home, but it was Friday afternoon so I decided to let her stay. And she was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her favorite blanket to lay on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwaIJ2aJRI/AAAAAAAAAII/9gRIg4iEth4/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344675585167336722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwaIJ2aJRI/AAAAAAAAAII/9gRIg4iEth4/s200/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to hide under the bed for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwZmp6E4OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2YL47fKtPaY/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344675009657102562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwZmp6E4OI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2YL47fKtPaY/s200/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows that her treats are in the pantry so every time we get something out of the pantry to stands on her hind legs waiting for a treat. Its so cute so most of the time we give her a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwbO38cvaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mqmwJqA-LEY/s1600-h/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344676800131546530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwbO38cvaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mqmwJqA-LEY/s200/IMG_0529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Annie dancing (she mostly just spins around, but its really cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf3a8defe8632fc0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf3a8defe8632fc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331220104%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F73FE40B660345A549705AD24FD4D834444CCB1.701D84381BF25024C9FA85DBECEACE59D0DA9BE3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf3a8defe8632fc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMbaPXHg2aq9oJSo2Vkmj129q4c8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf3a8defe8632fc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331220104%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F73FE40B660345A549705AD24FD4D834444CCB1.701D84381BF25024C9FA85DBECEACE59D0DA9BE3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf3a8defe8632fc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMbaPXHg2aq9oJSo2Vkmj129q4c8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-1327460628168464830?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cf3a8defe8632fc0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/1327460628168464830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=1327460628168464830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1327460628168464830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1327460628168464830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/06/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here...'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiwaIJ2aJRI/AAAAAAAAAII/9gRIg4iEth4/s72-c/IMG_0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-9109066953276500376</id><published>2009-05-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:28:55.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HOUSE!</title><content type='html'>Well it is official. We are home owners. We are all moved in and unpacked, it is a great feeling to be in a place of our own. There are still minor things to still do though, for instance we don't have any blinds put up yet. But it is still very exciting, also joining our family is a cute little dog named Annie. We have adopted her from mom and dad(Carter). But that is about all that is going on for us in the past month. We will try to keep you up to date for the month of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpzH4vBlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XR9U5o6x_9s/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341807697537730130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpzH4vBlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XR9U5o6x_9s/s200/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpy1Yyy-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/xUnJHwF0q00/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341807692571921378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpy1Yyy-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/xUnJHwF0q00/s200/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpylNYwuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2RPjTBjwaXc/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341807688229110498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpylNYwuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2RPjTBjwaXc/s200/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is moving day, Troy and the boys were a lot of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpyV3_JTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R6g4OIaJbKs/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341807684112819506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpyV3_JTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R6g4OIaJbKs/s200/IMG_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmmtd1t_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/fbdVGG9AQMg/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341804185752287218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmmtd1t_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/fbdVGG9AQMg/s200/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmm3VF29I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zFyjmZi6jek/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341804188399950802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmm3VF29I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zFyjmZi6jek/s200/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi loved playing on Marnae's scooter. In the picture he is actually making motorcycle sounds. It was very funny to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmmWA_2HI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ah5IDy2bfLI/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341804179457300594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmmWA_2HI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ah5IDy2bfLI/s200/IMG_0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmnk4AZzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bN2TAv1odxc/s1600-h/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341804200625989426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHmnk4AZzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bN2TAv1odxc/s200/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHml0WI6FI/AAAAAAAAAGg/u80I11F0FFU/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341804170419169362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHml0WI6FI/AAAAAAAAAGg/u80I11F0FFU/s200/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpyFy2BtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hKiLJoMaGHs/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341807679796283090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpyFy2BtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hKiLJoMaGHs/s200/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing, Clint's birthday was over a month ago. He is now 25, Marnae was a little disappointed that he chose to eat pizza and mountain dew for his birthday dinner. &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/2823567802685916391-9109066953276500376?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/9109066953276500376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=9109066953276500376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9109066953276500376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/9109066953276500376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-house.html' title='NEW HOUSE!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SiHpzH4vBlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XR9U5o6x_9s/s72-c/IMG_0489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-1082619848449872076</id><published>2009-03-25T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:44:44.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr3JVkxwfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0fpk36-vWMc/s1600-h/Snomobiling+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317334049846575602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr3JVkxwfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0fpk36-vWMc/s320/Snomobiling+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we figured it was about time to update our blog yet again. There really isn't much to update on. Clint is going to classes and working full-time. However; we tried to get out and have some fun in the snow. We had the opportunity to go with Troy and do some snowmobiling. It was alot of fun to be able to get out and enjoy the snow and outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr5ETHpavI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oxzYtmVLvCA/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317336162311432946" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr5ETHpavI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oxzYtmVLvCA/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr5EwUndnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nGAaWmYMonU/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317336170150458994" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr5EwUndnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nGAaWmYMonU/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr5Evb40kI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LjxMlsss3KA/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317336169912521282" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr5Evb40kI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LjxMlsss3KA/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were even able to go see the Utah Jazz play. Clint is very proud of the fact that he has made Marnae a Jazz fan. She will occasionally even watch the games and get into them. If you ask her she name can multiple players. Her favorite player is Kyle Korver, while Clints is Deron Williams and Ronnie Price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317340241459864098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr8xvIa4iI/AAAAAAAAAFw/e76UaRsxYrc/s320/jazz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's about all we have been up to this winter. We are both excited for spring to be here but sad to see the snow melt. We have alot of things planed this summer and we will keep all up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr8VMcHw7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ywPT0yINHpk/s1600-h/jazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-1082619848449872076?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/1082619848449872076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=1082619848449872076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1082619848449872076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/1082619848449872076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/03/winter-09.html' title='Winter &apos;09'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/Scr3JVkxwfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0fpk36-vWMc/s72-c/Snomobiling+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-8390780919171147921</id><published>2009-01-21T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:45:22.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SXf6ztJ96_I/AAAAAAAAADw/JqBARaA0uXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293975653198982130" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SXf6ztJ96_I/AAAAAAAAADw/JqBARaA0uXQ/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even though Christmas was about one month ago, we figured we should give everyone an update. We had the chance to spend Christmas with Clint's parents. It was alot of fun and we had a great time. Marnae received a new digital camera, and Clint got a bunch of movies. Clint had a great time playing with the dogs, they wore him out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SXf7RUcQwwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FpiMWGl86wQ/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293976161960903426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SXf7RUcQwwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FpiMWGl86wQ/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2823567802685916391-8390780919171147921?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/8390780919171147921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=8390780919171147921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8390780919171147921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8390780919171147921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SXf6ztJ96_I/AAAAAAAAADw/JqBARaA0uXQ/s72-c/IMG_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-127946752222856847</id><published>2008-12-08T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:30:39.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646492460785906" style="WIDTH: 683px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33hdE2IPI/AAAAAAAAACI/8iwXV8Hm2vw/s400/n709145121_4710287_3993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This summer we got to go to Hawaii. We spent 1 week in Kauai with Clint's Parents, It was very great of them to have us. Then we went over to Oahu for a couple days and spent time with my sister Kim and her husband Larry. We had a really good time, it was my first time on Kauai and it just so happened that we were there during our 2 year anniversary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST3ztsjxFlI/AAAAAAAAABY/xQ_K8lQxptM/s1600-h/n709145121_4710281_2628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277642304728929874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST3ztsjxFlI/AAAAAAAAABY/xQ_K8lQxptM/s200/n709145121_4710281_2628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST30yhHPpGI/AAAAAAAAABg/yDRn2L44Vks/s1600-h/n709145121_4710297_6407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277643487067481186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST30yhHPpGI/AAAAAAAAABg/yDRn2L44Vks/s200/n709145121_4710297_6407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33RQgI9FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/l9idNZ5gLd4/s1600-h/n709145121_4710298_6657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646214207698002" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33RQgI9FI/AAAAAAAAAB4/l9idNZ5gLd4/s320/n709145121_4710298_6657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of the days we got to take a ride in the rental car which was a convertible, you can tell by clints surprised look that my hair didn't do too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Kauai we spent a lot of our time relaxing on the beach and at the pool. We got to go to a really cool Light house, it was really pretty, and we also saw a couple water falls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST35vQKq2LI/AAAAAAAAACo/pidD9Or5AJY/s1600-h/n709145121_4710291_4936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277648928536975538" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST35vQKq2LI/AAAAAAAAACo/pidD9Or5AJY/s200/n709145121_4710291_4936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33JTQALPI/AAAAAAAAABw/S234FjToWGc/s1600-h/n709145121_4710289_4462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646077506366706" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33JTQALPI/AAAAAAAAABw/S234FjToWGc/s320/n709145121_4710289_4462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33W60cT2I/AAAAAAAAACA/2GKLSnSMvnU/s1600-h/n709145121_4710296_6148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646311466487650" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33W60cT2I/AAAAAAAAACA/2GKLSnSMvnU/s200/n709145121_4710296_6148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST32zvVgCdI/AAAAAAAAABo/sZ57iVHOrPY/s1600-h/n709145121_4710291_4936.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33tkAQOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/1BXqhRKnGls/s1600-h/n709145121_4710301_7406.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST32zvVgCdI/AAAAAAAAABo/sZ57iVHOrPY/s1600-h/n709145121_4710291_4936.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33tkAQOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/1BXqhRKnGls/s1600-h/n709145121_4710301_7406.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST32zvVgCdI/AAAAAAAAABo/sZ57iVHOrPY/s1600-h/n709145121_4710291_4936.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33tkAQOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/1BXqhRKnGls/s1600-h/n709145121_4710301_7406.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Clint dropped his ice cream cone, he was pretty upset about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think the Highlight of the Kauai trip was the snorkeling trip we got to go on. We rode in a boat along the Nepali coast. Then we got to snorkel, I've never been around so many fish, there were also some sea turtles. It was pretty cool, it was my first time snorkeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST330eVc5OI/AAAAAAAAACg/2WcXP6v6Evw/s1600-h/n709145121_4710300_7150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277646819216385250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST330eVc5OI/AAAAAAAAACg/2WcXP6v6Evw/s200/n709145121_4710300_7150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST368cK9cbI/AAAAAAAAACw/X-3ZIG8AmX0/s1600-h/n709145121_4710301_7406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650254609346994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST368cK9cbI/AAAAAAAAACw/X-3ZIG8AmX0/s200/n709145121_4710301_7406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The boat guys drove the boat into this cave, and i thought we were going to die. It was a pretty cool cave, and we didn't die. (Chelsea and Taylor in the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After spending a week on Kauai we went to Oahu, the best part of that was getting to see my sister and her family, i hadn't seen my nephews in years. They took us to the beach, tried to show me how to boogie board. Joryn made fun of me because i wasn't very good. And Javen taught us how to catch sand turtles and sand crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST37v8CojRI/AAAAAAAAADA/ovNonVyib4A/s1600-h/n709145121_4710307_8992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651139337686290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST37v8CojRI/AAAAAAAAADA/ovNonVyib4A/s200/n709145121_4710307_8992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST37pVJHOJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AP58NKzkVWU/s1600-h/n709145121_4710306_8698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651025816664210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST37pVJHOJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AP58NKzkVWU/s200/n709145121_4710306_8698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST37_rhacdI/AAAAAAAAADI/kMjkK6jFjEk/s1600-h/n709145121_4710311_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651409781289426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST37_rhacdI/AAAAAAAAADI/kMjkK6jFjEk/s200/n709145121_4710311_50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST38JkWRhcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8A3WLNCHzbI/s1600-h/n709145121_4710318_2474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651579654211010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST38JkWRhcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8A3WLNCHzbI/s200/n709145121_4710318_2474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST38eHBSaAI/AAAAAAAAADY/gyDhkcXizyg/s1600-h/n709145121_4710309_9523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651932558813186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST38eHBSaAI/AAAAAAAAADY/gyDhkcXizyg/s200/n709145121_4710309_9523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                All Worn Out.                                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were on Oahu We got to go to PCC. Although I had been to PCC many times I had never been to the luau or the night show. So we spent a little bit of time at our favorite villages. Tonga and Samoa were our two favorites. The Luau was great, really good food and a really good show. The night show was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST382wyj5eI/AAAAAAAAADo/EdStjaXh5eY/s1600-h/n709145121_4710312_315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277652356088194530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST382wyj5eI/AAAAAAAAADo/EdStjaXh5eY/s200/n709145121_4710312_315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST38rDCdRqI/AAAAAAAAADg/7RxqlaGSc20/s1600-h/n709145121_4710314_850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277652154828277410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST38rDCdRqI/AAAAAAAAADg/7RxqlaGSc20/s200/n709145121_4710314_850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2823567802685916391-127946752222856847?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/127946752222856847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=127946752222856847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/127946752222856847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/127946752222856847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2008/12/hawaii.html' title='Hawaii'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/ST33hdE2IPI/AAAAAAAAACI/8iwXV8Hm2vw/s72-c/n709145121_4710287_3993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2823567802685916391.post-8391289169118474548</id><published>2008-11-20T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:48:46.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The past year!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/STy7LEZH4QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w3ILw0e2K7U/s1600-h/Pedro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277298662203449602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/STy7LEZH4QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w3ILw0e2K7U/s320/Pedro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/STy660ZtUhI/AAAAAAAAABI/CtrdBgJ2unI/s1600-h/Pedro.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well seeing how everyone is starting these things called blogs. We figured that it would also be a great way to let everyone know what we have been up too. We will start at the beginning. We have now been happily married for over 2 years. Still no kids but we recently adopted a penguin. His name is Pedro and he is from South America and has been a great addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;Clint is attending Utah Valley University and will be graduating in the near future. He is currently working for Sprint PCS. He has been there for about a year and is currently a Sales Manager of the store. Marnae works for InstallPro, a Dish Network installation company. That is about all we have been up too, we will give more updates on later blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2823567802685916391-8391289169118474548?l=clintandmarnae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/feeds/8391289169118474548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2823567802685916391&amp;postID=8391289169118474548' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8391289169118474548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2823567802685916391/posts/default/8391289169118474548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clintandmarnae.blogspot.com/2008/11/past-year.html' title='The past year!!!!'/><author><name>Marnae and Clint Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762133738697688696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/SPgSgdsmleI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A0AqjIFQADo/S220/IMG_5872.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lu9h07ITMlM/STy7LEZH4QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w3ILw0e2K7U/s72-c/Pedro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
