<?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-6491136719039407841</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:02:41.716-07:00</updated><category term='No April Fools'/><title type='text'>The Smith's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-2134869015610566517</id><published>2009-05-13T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:04:07.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Beautiful Run In Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If anyone out there is wondering what I've been up to, here's the basic breakdown:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;organize 10K race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes workout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;organize 10K race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;organize 10K race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;organize 10K race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm sure you get the idea. The 10K is finally over, and I feel really good about it. That is, I feel really good it is over. Unfortunately, I didn't run this year because I dislocated my knee several, several weeks ago. And...I still can't run on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, the day before the race, I'm doing the usual race director "stuff": making and receiving calls to/from the (angry) Utah Highway Patrol, Utah Department of Transportation, and the Kanab City Police Department in an effort to smooth some misunderstandings over (that, for the record, were not technically my fault). In addition, I'm trying to register the procrastinators for the race while listening to them complain when I tell them I'm out of medium shirts. I'm tired. I'm hungry. I'm sick of my phone ringing. And all I REALLY want to do is spend a relaxing night with Latimer before he leaves on the river the next day. So, as all this is whirling around me, I wonder, "WHY THE HELL AM I DOING THIS?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fast forward to the next day: Beautiful, windy day at the newly renovated Kanab City Park...the finish line for the race. Volunteer shuttle drivers are there: on time, with smiles. Mom, Mary, and Jimmy show up with the post-race feast of food, donated by the local grocer. Oranges, watermelon, cantaloupe, grapes, strawberries, bananas, apples, and more are cut up and prepared thanks to Mom and a few of my Earth Science girls who wanted extra credit. Another saint shows up and sets out the unique sandstone trophies. Then Beau and Jeff come to set up the sound system. Gil, a 74-year-old runner and volunteer, works on getting the finish line banner and cones set up. My volunteers for the aid stations and finish line show up (again, Earth Science students seeking extra credit). Things are coming together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I head up to the starting line at Moqui Cave, a touristy shop roughly five miles outside of town, with the stopwatch to start the race. There's over 200 runners ready to "toe the line". Mr. Highway Patrol shoots his gun, I click the stopwatch, and the runners take off. Part of me wants to be out on the road with them, but it's also really interesting to be where I'm at. I jump in a borrowed truck and wind my way down the road towards the finish line, slowly though, so I can call out words of encouragement to my neighbors, friends, students, and family while enjoying the vermilion cliffs and gently flowing Kanab Creek. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now the finish line. I make some final touches to the food and trophies. I watch as the runners cross over the line. There are so many people helping me with so many little things. Many runners and spectators approach me with comments on the race...most of the comments are positive. There haven't been too many glitches today. Eventually, everyone crosses the line and the awards ceremony begins under the pavilion. The runners are enjoying their feast and stretching out on the lawn looking tired but content. I think about the people and businesses who support this run by giving their money, time, and talents, and I think about all the people who had to work together to pull if off. It gives me a sense of pride for the community I am a part of. As I look over the happy crowd, they seem to answer my question from the day before. Now, I know why the hell it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335545449656607986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguqUUm75PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Og3sWp7TGRc/s320/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The post-race feast at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SgurOY3IEXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jnP7VOgWKKY/s1600-h/IMG_1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335546447230669170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SgurOY3IEXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jnP7VOgWKKY/s320/IMG_1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Megimer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335546449976700898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SgurOjF1L-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/p8eSV9otuVI/s320/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Megan and Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335547674471952162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SgusV0sP7yI/AAAAAAAAAIE/N3mgUcG1BNA/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The starting line at Moqui Cave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335547672512934690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SgusVtZLsyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/uY8FCiUv8Yk/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keeping it real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335549999239196274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguudJH87nI/AAAAAAAAAIM/V2OWlpsltOY/s320/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On your mark, get set, GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335550001521080322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguudRn_uAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vx2CnBHT-eM/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335559166287202146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sgu2yvCgx2I/AAAAAAAAAJU/F9MCUqjMLwQ/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My Little Big Brother in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335550001179820562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguudQWoghI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jlgheEI1-po/s320/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hi Beau!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335552545676334402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguwxXV4FUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9lS6UjpUxHc/s320/IMG_1195.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of my favorite students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, all the kids in this picture have over 100% in my class, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so they didn't need the extra credit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are just overachievers. And AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335555026686988594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguzBx06UTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ihPyRph2ltY/s320/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Latimer finishes strong, sporting his &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Love Your Mother" t-shirt in honor of Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335555025161848786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguzBsJSh9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/SsT3RDv-iH4/s320/IMG_1236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Sally Quinn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite persons in the whole, wide world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335555031009223954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguzCB7aZRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QKo44fsD4PU/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lisa Church and my Mom. They are both AMAZING &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and put a lot of time into helping me with the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335559162972134290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sgu2yisI25I/AAAAAAAAAJc/94Td2pNSw7s/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sister Char helping with the runner cards. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335561496337881474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sgu46XJ4mYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g_jRsgk6J4k/s320/IMG_1271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cowboy enjoys a stroll with Meghan and Jim Quinn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me you love the shirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335561499247422322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sgu46h_kq3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ypKh3eu33ag/s320/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The awards ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335561506830031666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sgu46-PaGzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dPmvCGKKWDk/s320/IMG_1290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Exhaustion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491136719039407841-2134869015610566517?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/2134869015610566517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=2134869015610566517' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/2134869015610566517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/2134869015610566517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-beautiful-run-in-utah.html' title='The Most Beautiful Run In Utah'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SguqUUm75PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Og3sWp7TGRc/s72-c/IMG_1141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-6680254573288009160</id><published>2009-04-04T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:06:38.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MRBT has me in writing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last summer I played. I went to Jackson and worked at Mad River Boat Trips, did a few river trips in Utah, spent my birthday in Alaska, and ended the summer with a river trip through Grand Canyon. This summer, I thought I would be more responsible. Some priorities were to: refurbish an old dresser, go through old files and boxes of letters and get rid of shit, and take some classes and beef up on science. Maybe, if time allowed, I could take a some trips and visit family and friends.  Then, a few friends helped me see the light (aka: the big GUILT trip). And I realized I had to go back to Mad River Boat Trips, or I would miss out on things like this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321061840066934034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg1jSUTdRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CoypjbYtx5A/s320/Summer+08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sophie Monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321061836377700098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg1jEkuNwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WI2OrQ7vIPA/s320/Summer+08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tetons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321066071445865218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg5ZlbqAwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/e08yyM82tzc/s320/Summer+08+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yellow Boats and Cool Office Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321066069158586082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg5Zc6U5uI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1YAYwvEEaFo/s320/Summer+08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Good Music by Stackhouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321066082123353090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg5aNNXjAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DylZ3ee1Dow/s320/Summer+08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Helmets, Drysuits, Lifejackets, and KC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321066064432512754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg5ZLTivvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5lxqb5giJvs/s320/Summer+08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Good Friends and Good Food with a View&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321066077326575010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg5Z7VuhaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Rz9554trZhA/s320/Summer+08+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491136719039407841-6680254573288009160?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/6680254573288009160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=6680254573288009160' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/6680254573288009160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/6680254573288009160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2009/04/mrbt-has-me-in-writing.html' title='MRBT has me in writing.'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/Sdg1jSUTdRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CoypjbYtx5A/s72-c/Summer+08+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-1596401203414209597</id><published>2009-04-04T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:16:54.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign Up Now!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SdguhWUw90I/AAAAAAAAAGM/y9biJtzo7q4/s1600-h/Kanab+10+K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054110201476930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SdguhWUw90I/AAAAAAAAAGM/y9biJtzo7q4/s320/Kanab+10+K.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left to right: The "Miles" Girls: Charlene, Jamie, Sonya, Megan, Mary, and Janis.  Not pictured Colette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see these beautiful ladies in action, join us for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kanab&lt;/span&gt; 10K Run and Walk on May 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2009.  The race starts north of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kanab&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Moqui&lt;/span&gt; Cave on Highway 89 and finishes at the La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Estancia&lt;/span&gt; Clubhouse.  You will enjoy: beautiful views of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vermillion&lt;/span&gt; cliffs, a feast of post race refreshments, and custom made trophies three deep in each age division!  Top male and female finisher receives a 4 day river trip through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Canyonlands&lt;/span&gt; National Park and Cataract Canyon (scenic flight included).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-register in person at Adobe Fitness or Kane County Travel Council. Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-register online at &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.active.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.runnercard.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.runnercard.com&lt;/a&gt;. Forms are also available at &lt;a href="http://www.adobefitness.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.adobefitness.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Applications can be mailed to Megan Smith PO Box 329, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kanab&lt;/span&gt;, UT 84741.  Makes checks payable to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kanab&lt;/span&gt; 10K. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For additional information, contact Megan at 899.0364.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491136719039407841-1596401203414209597?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/1596401203414209597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=1596401203414209597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/1596401203414209597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/1596401203414209597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2009/04/sign-up-now.html' title='Sign Up Now!!!'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SdguhWUw90I/AAAAAAAAAGM/y9biJtzo7q4/s72-c/Kanab+10+K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-1551794032961689968</id><published>2009-03-28T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:33:29.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="1076519089722105999"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bessfamilyjhole.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-what.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;8 what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 Favorite TV shows:&lt;/span&gt; (We don't actually have TV...just a lot of episodes on DVD.)&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Lost&lt;br /&gt;3. The Office&lt;br /&gt;4. and that's all I got...what other TV shows are out there anyway?&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8 Things I did yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Measured javalin throws at the Kanab track meet&lt;br /&gt;2. Made an offer on a prime piece of property&lt;br /&gt;3. Felt rejected when said offer was not accepted&lt;br /&gt;4. Planned a portion of my Earth Science Atmosphere Unit (*this took up about 8 hours of my life, and it was only the Nitrogen Cycle)&lt;br /&gt;5. Made the guest beds for Lat's cousins who said they wanted to crash here on their way back from running Westwater&lt;br /&gt;6. Unmade the beds when Lat's cousins called to say they were too tired to drive so they're crashing at a hotel in Green River (bastards)&lt;br /&gt;7. Realized how non-fun my life has been lately&lt;br /&gt;8. Looked at my TO DO list for the Kanab 10K, but didn't actually DO anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Marys Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;2. Hell's Backbone Grill&lt;br /&gt;3. Painted Pony&lt;br /&gt;4. Benja&lt;br /&gt;5. Bit'n'Spur&lt;br /&gt;6. Curry in a Hurry&lt;br /&gt;7. The Noodle Company&lt;br /&gt;8. Rocking V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8 Things I look forward to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The end of the school year &amp;amp; not having a job for awhile (42 more school days to go...)&lt;br /&gt;2. Going hiking over Spring Break (even though it's only a measly 3 days off)&lt;br /&gt;3. Going hiking over Memorial Day&lt;br /&gt;4. Trip to DC in June/July&lt;br /&gt;5. Grand Canyon Trip with Lat in June&lt;br /&gt;6. Going back to Jackson&lt;br /&gt;7. Our month long river trip in October&lt;br /&gt;8. My knee getting better&lt;br /&gt;Also, I look forward to the wine, shower, and sleep that I am about to partake in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8 Things on my wish list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wish little Raymond would get all better.&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish the school year was over.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish I could say NO to more people, more often. A HELL NO every once in a while would be nice as well.&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish my knee would stop dislocating. It really makes my life miserable when it does that.&lt;br /&gt;5. I wish for more time.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wish that our investments would stop losing money.&lt;br /&gt;7. I wish we would think more about our choices and the effect we have on our world.&lt;br /&gt;8. I wish I was in Marble Canyon with Latimer tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I also wish that Latimer and I can go with KC on all of his "wish" destinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 Tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No&lt;br /&gt;2. one&lt;br /&gt;3. looks&lt;br /&gt;4. at&lt;br /&gt;5. my&lt;br /&gt;6. blog&lt;br /&gt;7. anymore&lt;br /&gt;8. since I haven't posted since last April.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491136719039407841-1551794032961689968?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/1551794032961689968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=1551794032961689968' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/1551794032961689968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/1551794032961689968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2009/03/8-what-8-favorite-tv-shows-we-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-4488546286726125999</id><published>2008-05-01T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:30:33.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Buddies, Hello Sunny Santa Barbara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDT5sVtskKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZsbOGrkjTys/s1600-h/Grand+Canyon+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203058009658134690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDT5sVtskKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZsbOGrkjTys/s320/Grand+Canyon+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying bye to my buddies @ Lee's Ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDT5hFtskII/AAAAAAAAAEE/jySjsx4USsQ/s1600-h/Grand+Canyon+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDT5hVtskJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jpkrndOoEbg/s1600-h/Grand+Canyon+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203057820679573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDT5hVtskJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jpkrndOoEbg/s320/Grand+Canyon+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Megs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meghan has been wanting to go down the river for a few years now, and Latimer had an opportunity to take her down as his helper or "swamper". I didn't know what I would do for two weeks without my two favorite peeps, so I decided to take a week vacation to Santa Barbara to see Melissa and Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not going to lie: I LOVE SANTA BARBARA. I had the best time. We went out for fish tacos and mango margaritas right after I flew in. And let's not forget the dessert...cupcakes at Crushcakes...so damn good. The next day Melissa and I went to the Farmer's Market, and I was in heaven. Farmer's Markets are amazing. I support them 100%. About a year ago, I read Barbara Kingsolver's book titled "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle". I highly recommend it. I will never look at all-things-food the same way again. The rest of the day we wandered around the shops in Santa Barbara before heading to the beach where we sat and read for several hours. I got home to a HUGE vase full of daisies, roses, and lilies that Latimer had sent me from the river. Oh, and Christian took away my beer privileges because I spilled a Moretti all over his leather chair. Opps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next day, I went for a long run with Latimer's cousin, Owen, and Owen's friend Jeff. The rest of the day was spent soaking in the sun under the big oak trees that surround Christian and Melissa's property. They have an abundance of wildlife on their land. When we stayed here over Christmas, we saw a bobcat hanging out in the yard. I've also seen hawks, turkeys, and various small birds. Ricardo and Lucy (the house finches) built a nest in the cactus plant near the front door, and they hatched while I was there. Baby birds are really ugly, but I still love them. That night we had a BBQ at John and Mary's (Lat's uncle and aunt). All the aunts and uncles were there as well as Lat's Nonni and Great Aunt Amelia. No cousins were there except for Owen and I. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;On Monday, Melissa and I had breakfast with some of her girl friends. We shopped. I got a massage and a tarot reading which was pretty interesting. And then the beach. Of course. The next day was similar, only we had pedi/mani appointments instead of a massage. The big deal of the day was that Christian showed me the trail network system he's creating behind the house. There are loads of poison oak everywhere, but it will be amazing when he completes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last full day in Santa Barbara, I met our friend Josh at the SB City College track, and we ran some laps and stairs together. I went to visit Lat's Aunt Carol since I was in the neighborhood, and we had a great talk before taking a long walk on the beach. She and I found a lot of beautiful sea glass and shells... I think she's a lucky charm because I have never found that much cool stuff on a walk before. I headed home the next day, and Lat and Meghan got off the river the next day after that. It was a good reunion, and we all had good trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491136719039407841-4488546286726125999?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/4488546286726125999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=4488546286726125999' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/4488546286726125999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/4488546286726125999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2008/05/bye-bye-buddies-hello-sunny-santa.html' title='Bye Bye Buddies, Hello Sunny Santa Barbara'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDT5sVtskKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZsbOGrkjTys/s72-c/Grand+Canyon+2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-8099933549066408090</id><published>2008-04-12T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:31:48.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Starlight Arch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9eNCYeiI/AAAAAAAAADM/h2Jq5mkbHVw/s1600-h/Starlight+Arch+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202991796113144354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9eNCYeiI/AAAAAAAAADM/h2Jq5mkbHVw/s320/Starlight+Arch+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunny is so photogenic. I can't get enough of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9edCYejI/AAAAAAAAADU/oCPJWPNH1BQ/s1600-h/Starlight+Arch+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202991800408111666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9edCYejI/AAAAAAAAADU/oCPJWPNH1BQ/s320/Starlight+Arch+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls: Becky, Tara, Megan, &amp;amp; Nell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9fdCYekI/AAAAAAAAADc/VqHmg8_BNqE/s1600-h/Starlight+Arch+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202991817587980866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9fdCYekI/AAAAAAAAADc/VqHmg8_BNqE/s320/Starlight+Arch+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9f9CYelI/AAAAAAAAADk/BWn0el2G4Kk/s1600-h/Starlight+Arch+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202991826177915474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9f9CYelI/AAAAAAAAADk/BWn0el2G4Kk/s320/Starlight+Arch+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh &amp;amp; a view: What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay... I get it. I have some catching up to do. My apologies. So, this blog goes back to April 12th. I lead a hike to Starlight Arch as part of the Monument's Walk and Talk series. I took 10 members of the community and my Sunny dog into the backcountry to seek out Starlight Arch. My fellow hikers included: Charlie &amp;amp; Jake N., Gary K., Becky M., Bobbi F., Nell T., Josh S., Josh &amp;amp; Tara B., and Steve. We made it to the arch by noon and spent a few hours admiring the forever view that stretched beyond the pink cliffs of Bryce Canyon before heading back. Afterwards, (and off the clock) we met up at my house for beers. Then a bunch of us went to watch The Kite Runner at the Crescent Moon. Not a bad day!&lt;/span&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/6491136719039407841-8099933549066408090?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/8099933549066408090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=8099933549066408090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/8099933549066408090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/8099933549066408090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2008/05/seeking-starlight-arch.html' title='Seeking Starlight Arch'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/SDS9eNCYeiI/AAAAAAAAADM/h2Jq5mkbHVw/s72-c/Starlight+Arch+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491136719039407841.post-1149521701319298666</id><published>2008-04-02T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:13:01.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No April Fools'/><title type='text'>No April Fools</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyKlKDt4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Uz1sV3dKYy4/s1600-h/he+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184894597108840322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyKlKDt4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Uz1sV3dKYy4/s320/he+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A man and his boat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyK1KDt5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/RsvS4Hl-joY/s1600-h/he+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184894601403807634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyK1KDt5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/RsvS4Hl-joY/s320/he+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Megs and The Lats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyLVKDt6I/AAAAAAAAADE/W7Rx5KhzAss/s1600-h/he+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184894609993742242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyLVKDt6I/AAAAAAAAADE/W7Rx5KhzAss/s320/he+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Honey...Sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is real my friends. I have joined the black hole of the blogging world. That's right--I've offically sold out on this whole blogging business. My promise is that this will not become one of those "cross-stitch, scrapbooking nightmares". (My favorite blog line of the week.) I am open for suggestions on how to improve the page...yaddee, yaddee, yaddee. I'm not a wonder woman at this kind of thing so help a girl out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suppose this will provide a good medium to record the comings and goings of the Lats and the Megs as well as keep our family and friends up to speed on our life. And there is no time like the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, I am recording one of the "goings."  Sunny and I took Latimer down to Lee's Ferry to bid him farewell as he embarked on his first river trip of the season...thirteen days in Grand Canyon.  It wasn't easy to say good-bye, but I managed to do so with only a few tears.  After leaving our man behind, Sunny and I were a little blue, but the drive past the Vermillion Cliffs and up and over the Kaibab cheered us up.  Seriously, it's so damn beautiful here!  We live in such an amazing place. That's one thing I'm grateful for.  Now, leaving my man for 13 days...not so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491136719039407841-1149521701319298666?l=megsandlats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/feeds/1149521701319298666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491136719039407841&amp;postID=1149521701319298666' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/1149521701319298666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491136719039407841/posts/default/1149521701319298666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megsandlats.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-april-fools.html' title='No April Fools'/><author><name>Lats &amp;amp; Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08740274552530795174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dRmrqrKhYY/R_RyKlKDt4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Uz1sV3dKYy4/s72-c/he+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry></feed>
