<?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-5124563691720350510</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:15:25.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't take life too serious. You'll never get out alive."</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-8098430621853001290</id><published>2009-11-07T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:33:25.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naqX9iYE0V0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naqX9iYE0V0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-8098430621853001290?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8098430621853001290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=8098430621853001290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/8098430621853001290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/8098430621853001290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2009/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-1592561995232491575</id><published>2008-11-27T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:57:25.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitler's Reaction to BYU loss last weekend...</title><content type='html'>My friend Preston Hill posted this on his facebook and I thought it was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6CROOR2QN8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6CROOR2QN8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-1592561995232491575?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1592561995232491575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=1592561995232491575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/1592561995232491575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/1592561995232491575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/11/hitlers-reaction-to-byu-loss-last.html' title='Hitler&apos;s Reaction to BYU loss last weekend...'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-4034106361217175687</id><published>2008-11-25T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:00:12.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the "TWILIGHT" zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSyM_5_5JVI/AAAAAAAAANc/pAeMJO_-21A/s1600-h/Twlight+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272744293272462674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSyM_5_5JVI/AAAAAAAAANc/pAeMJO_-21A/s400/Twlight+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my sister Stephanie and I went to the midnight showing of Twilight.  Yeah, we were crazy.  That was the first midnight movie I had been too.  Later that night at 8:30 pm we went again with a bunch of friends which was a blast!  I had anticipated this movie so much, you can say that I was obsessed.  I read pretty much everything and watched everything there could be.  Heck, I even bought a book that was specifically about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes:&lt;br /&gt;At first I wasn't too sure about the movie.  It seemed choppy to me and everything moved at light speed including the budding relationship between Edward and Bella.  The forest seen was kind-of corny!  It wasn't the sappy, romantic, chick-flick that I was expecting or used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes:&lt;br /&gt;I think the characters were genuis in playing their roles.  I loved the humor that was involved including Edward making funny comments.  Loved the scene where Bella is in Port Angeles, she's leaving the bookstore, being harrassed by perverts, and then around the corner comes beautiful Edward.  Ahhh, one day....one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I loved the movie.  I'm not much of a movie critic because I can like the worst made movies.  But seeing it the second time really made me love it more.  Can't wait to see it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-4034106361217175687?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4034106361217175687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=4034106361217175687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4034106361217175687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4034106361217175687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-twilight-zone.html' title='In the &quot;TWILIGHT&quot; zone'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSyM_5_5JVI/AAAAAAAAANc/pAeMJO_-21A/s72-c/Twlight+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-1633746934661194860</id><published>2008-11-23T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:53:56.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Massage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSofsOhIIsI/AAAAAAAAANE/DgtJJ1peFIQ/s1600-h/DSC_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272061158462333634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSofsOhIIsI/AAAAAAAAANE/DgtJJ1peFIQ/s400/DSC_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little girl likes massages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She literally sat on the floor for 10 minutes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with this same expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I scratched her back and arms and which actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laid the foundation for a mid-day nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSod6_wGpGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/dV7wxCpnsAg/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272059213173400674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSod6_wGpGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/dV7wxCpnsAg/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my family, we take turns: called the Back-Scratching Train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when she gets old enough, she owes me 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSodsvlvYsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ljsUurFl0mk/s1600-h/DSC_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272058968316797634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSodsvlvYsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ljsUurFl0mk/s400/DSC_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272062827033732818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSohNWbjJtI/AAAAAAAAANU/RCl4mWHuKB4/s400/DSC_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272062393315222306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSog0Gs_4yI/AAAAAAAAANM/BkM_nfPMQPY/s400/DSC_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-1633746934661194860?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1633746934661194860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=1633746934661194860' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/1633746934661194860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/1633746934661194860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/11/need-massage.html' title='Need a Massage?'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSofsOhIIsI/AAAAAAAAANE/DgtJJ1peFIQ/s72-c/DSC_0364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-6421969914452759619</id><published>2008-11-23T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:13:14.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to Alabama 11.5.08-11.10.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoasLPAHaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EHw9kvi5BxA/s1600-h/180px-Alabama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055660022865314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoasLPAHaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EHw9kvi5BxA/s400/180px-Alabama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well this was my 3rd and final time visiting Alabama. My sister, brother-in-law Mark, and Abrielle are moving back and should be back in a week. It was a bitter-sweet trip: Wonderful to leave Utah and visit the "outside" world, and sad that I probably won't go back. But I will always be grateful for the kindness I observed from people that live in and around Fort Rucker. Thank You for taking such good care of my family! Roll Tide, Roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoZgjMpWOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qm_8dkMbJS8/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054360785377506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoZgjMpWOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qm_8dkMbJS8/s400/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abrielle loves to read books! She can look at one book for a long time without getting sick of it. She likes to hear them read to her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoXVxYu1tI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MJPYhrSi-T4/s1600-h/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051976592348882" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoXVxYu1tI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MJPYhrSi-T4/s400/DSC_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoXKcCYAlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/facd7yacZgU/s1600-h/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051781882872402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoXKcCYAlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/facd7yacZgU/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, BEST AUNT EVER!!! I'm really good at putting children to sleep when it's bedtime. The only problem, I don't want to lay them down. I'd much rather hold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoW0-vIwRI/AAAAAAAAALs/_oaLIDKpM0k/s1600-h/DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051413240299794" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoW0-vIwRI/AAAAAAAAALs/_oaLIDKpM0k/s400/DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoWmtNienI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ybk5XANgj1g/s1600-h/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051168017807986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoWmtNienI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ybk5XANgj1g/s400/DSC_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can make quite the silly faces including the infamous Hunt "Lip Snarl". Ask one of us if you've never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoV-tfPRdI/AAAAAAAAALU/Y1fd8XbQtAc/s1600-h/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050480897279442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoV-tfPRdI/AAAAAAAAALU/Y1fd8XbQtAc/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought her Cookie Monster. Would you know it, she wants to eat his eyes, not his cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049435951682210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoVB4wy0qI/AAAAAAAAALE/pQQP1gRiBdA/s400/DSC_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoVxHnaKoI/AAAAAAAAALM/zTZ8Q40otIU/s1600-h/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050247392701058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoVxHnaKoI/AAAAAAAAALM/zTZ8Q40otIU/s400/DSC_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves to sit up now. She gets this cute little grin on her face like "I know, I rock!" Sometimes if she gets a little off balance, she'll crash backwards, so my sister learned to start putting a littl pillow right behind her, just in case.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-6421969914452759619?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6421969914452759619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=6421969914452759619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/6421969914452759619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/6421969914452759619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-trip-to-alabama-11508-111008.html' title='My Trip to Alabama 11.5.08-11.10.08'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SSoasLPAHaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EHw9kvi5BxA/s72-c/180px-Alabama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-409444651515522649</id><published>2008-11-04T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:21:45.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every year at work, we have a Halloween Costume Party.  Most of dress up with the exception of a few that don't.  The ones that do have a much more fun experience!  This year, the Business Office (including myself) decided to have a super secret costume...the Presidential Candidates and their running mates.  We had so much fun with it.  We all had badges that said who were and a funny quote from each.  I was Sarah Palin-cause I can see Russia from my house.  Rachel was John McCain-cause my friends, I am a Maverick.  Ryann was Joe Biden-cause McCain is NOT a Maverick.  And Ituau was Barrack Obama-cause he's friends with terrorists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a blast as you can see!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPhjCkIeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GyFLgjp26vQ/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865770900562402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPhjCkIeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GyFLgjp26vQ/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Rachel as running mates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPfdAFy9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/rrXq5156DDQ/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865734919834578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPfdAFy9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/rrXq5156DDQ/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just chillin eating lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPchlIAUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6ksAU8YzEvM/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865684609302850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPchlIAUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6ksAU8YzEvM/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chick Magnets: these two say they didn't plan on coming to work as the same thing!  Wayne, in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPTmZbWTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/txuOPD6R0Og/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865531283593522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPTmZbWTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/txuOPD6R0Og/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linda as Sarah Palin as well and Michelle as the Grim Reaper...pretty freaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPRV-pA1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F3tOWoGnxdA/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865492516537170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPRV-pA1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F3tOWoGnxdA/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yikes!  Good thing she wasn't working that day because all the kids would have nightmares.  Even more than her usual scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPOYbgyHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/QpeBkSbej7s/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865441634895986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPOYbgyHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/QpeBkSbej7s/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brian-my boss.  He was voted Most Likely "Not to Bring Home To Meet Mom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPLkYFtOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PBXAI5t_wno/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865393302156514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPLkYFtOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PBXAI5t_wno/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just getting some food.  Tess worked up a sweat and had to eat up on calories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPJMV8qDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1HJ8B4-J4W0/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865352490985522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPJMV8qDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1HJ8B4-J4W0/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 80's Divas: Rebecca, Niari, Mekael, and Brittany.  Love the gold leggings Mekael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPGuw-tAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mLeub-MF3FE/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865310191563778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPGuw-tAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mLeub-MF3FE/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pregnant mom Niari getting getting some leg action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPEI7MbPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NqEe1fOIMgM/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865265674120434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPEI7MbPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NqEe1fOIMgM/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jean-what a devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPBDmeJJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Sf00s76iPpM/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865212705416338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPBDmeJJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Sf00s76iPpM/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi and her sister Tanya as witches.  I really like the hat...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCO9U23iVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9ggsuzdvEp0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865148618115410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCO9U23iVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9ggsuzdvEp0/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mekael pretending to work amoungst the Halloween bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCO6DPJ81I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Bcb8c0US1uY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865092348539730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCO6DPJ81I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Bcb8c0US1uY/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittany and my same camera.  I must say that is her color of blush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCO2en_okI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xkmm7Ds1xWw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264865030981001794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCO2en_okI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xkmm7Ds1xWw/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Debbie wearing an old OR uniform that they used to wear back in the day.  And Tess with her, believe it or not, homemade costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCOyvbGv0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/F8nyP85aguM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264864966770868034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCOyvbGv0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/F8nyP85aguM/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Myself and my oponnent Biden (Ryann)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCOvg56Y1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/RnGRj9jk4KE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264864911333942098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCOvg56Y1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/RnGRj9jk4KE/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course, couldn't do without the other two Obama and McCain (Ituau &amp;amp; Rachel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCOqbgp37I/AAAAAAAAAIs/JPAx60PRy4c/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264864823986479026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCOqbgp37I/AAAAAAAAAIs/JPAx60PRy4c/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Picture because we rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-409444651515522649?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/409444651515522649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=409444651515522649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/409444651515522649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/409444651515522649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SRCPhjCkIeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GyFLgjp26vQ/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-4636725977649712616</id><published>2008-10-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:05:33.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little info...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What Was I Doing 10 Years Ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wow, I was 16 then.  I remember that Sophmore year in High School was not a great experience for me.  Towards the begining and middle of the year, I started getting anxiety and panic attacks and could not go to school...it was that bad.  I remember going to a doctor to find out what the heck was wrong with me.  And then I started to get better!  The cure: minty gum.  Yep, I know that sounds crazy, but I had to chew minty gum everywhere I went.  For some reason it helped calm me down.  Funny that to this day, I tend to have minty gum available in my car, purse, rooms, work, etc...never leave home without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things On My To Do List (not in any particular order):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Visit Scotland&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel the world&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy a home&lt;br /&gt;4. Get married &amp;amp; have a family&lt;br /&gt;5. Lose weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Favorite Snacks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cadbury Mini Eggs&lt;br /&gt;2. Crasins with dried apples&lt;br /&gt;3. Popcorn&lt;br /&gt;4. Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;5. Chips with ranch dip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Jobs I've Had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leatherby's Ice Cream Parlor&lt;br /&gt;2. Gordon's CopyPrint&lt;br /&gt;3. MountainWest Surgical Center&lt;br /&gt;4. ZCMI&lt;br /&gt;5. Fantastic Sams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things I Would Do With A Million Dollars:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'd buy me a modest home.  Not a mansion, more like a cute cottage.  I would also completely love to remodel it and make it my own.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd pay off my parents cars, home, and any credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy my grandma a maid service.&lt;br /&gt;4. Help my sister Natalie with a nice sized downpayment on her soon-to-be house.&lt;br /&gt;5. Travel, travel, travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things that made me laugh this week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Seeing a picture of my cute niece as a co-pilot of a Blackhawk Helicopter.  The grin on her face is hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;2. Re-watching clips of Tina Fey's impression of Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hanging out with my family friend Iris Hubsmith.  She's freakin' funny!&lt;br /&gt;4. Making fun of stupid single men with some good friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;5. My sisters, Mark (bro-in-law), Natalie, and Abrielle made this crack-a-lackin movie called the Krew IV.  Now my family can get pretty wacky and we have "produced" 3 other Krew movies.  Basically it's us lipsynching to our favorite movies.  You know those movies that you get your favorite one-liners from?  That's us!  And this movie includes my niece, Abrielle, who mind you, is only 7 months old.  You can imagine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-4636725977649712616?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4636725977649712616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=4636725977649712616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4636725977649712616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4636725977649712616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-little-info.html' title='Just a little info...'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-65405210913304974</id><published>2008-10-13T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:04:55.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256651374005540674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SPNgkt-rV0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/85OzVKFdzOo/s400/temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was quite the busy day for me. After Relief Soceity, I had to meet with Brother Hendricks, 2nd counselor in my bishopric. I knew that I would most likely be released from my Sunday School calling (12 &amp;amp; 13 year olds). And sure enough, that's the main reason I had to meet with him. So unfortunately my last lesson will be next week. I was really sad that they didn't let me stay in till the end of the year, because I've had these 13 kids in my class since the begining of the year and I consider them "my kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After releasing me from Sunday School, Brother Hendricks then proceeded to ask me if I would speak next sunday. Of course, release me from the calling I love, and then asking me to speak-how rude. I actually do like to speak. I especially love the preparation it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that meeting, the Stake YW's presidency had a training meeting with President Robbins (2nd counselor in my stake). He's such a great teacher/mentor and I throughly enjoy listening and learning from him. That meeting went on for about 2 1/2 hours. After that, I was able to go home for about an hour which I was grateful for since it was fast sunday and I was starving after a full day of meetings! I got to lay down for about 15 minutes before I had to get dressed again and go to my first Temple Prep class which I was anticipating the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my training meeting, I had this overwhelming feeling of how inadequate I am. I just felt like I don't know enough, I don't study enough, I don't know if I'm worthy enough. All of these things kept running through my head. After going to Temple Prep with my awesome neighbors, the Burninghams, I brought that up. Am I reading my scriptures regularly, and I praying enough in order to enter the Temple. Ann Burningham brought up a good point to me: she said that if we weren't worthy to enter the Temple, the Bishop would not have allowed me to go to these classes, I wouldn't have had the intense desire to go. It reassured me that I'm not perfect and neither are the people that attend the Temple.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately I've been having these feelings of "I'm not good enough let alone, worthy enough."  I sure it's just a natural human feeling that everyone has to experience every now and then.  It just seems like everything is changing around me and I can't stop thinking about that.  I also need to get a grip and realize that Satan does and will continue to do that to me.  Life-it happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-65405210913304974?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/65405210913304974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=65405210913304974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/65405210913304974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/65405210913304974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-sunday.html' title='Busy Sunday!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SPNgkt-rV0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/85OzVKFdzOo/s72-c/temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-3320404555694882528</id><published>2008-10-10T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:51:18.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Period Men...no not "that time of the month men"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jtoI029sKIk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jtoI029sKIk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my good friend Jenni Hamblin sent this to me from You Tube.  It depicts the perfect men in all of my most favorite movies.  If any of you know men like these that are single and available, please have them stop by my house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-3320404555694882528?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3320404555694882528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=3320404555694882528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/3320404555694882528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/3320404555694882528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Period Men...no not &quot;that time of the month men&quot;'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-2852175433449211762</id><published>2008-10-10T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:08:42.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Twilight Trailer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=44287812"&gt;Twilight HD Exclusive Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=44287812,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=44287812,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-2852175433449211762?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2852175433449211762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=2852175433449211762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/2852175433449211762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/2852175433449211762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-twilight-trailer.html' title='New Twilight Trailer!!!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-844367717151658168</id><published>2008-10-05T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:54:07.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjxKNzyMSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hi-1o_U1hTs/s1600-h/ATT337594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjxKNzyMSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hi-1o_U1hTs/s400/ATT337594.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253714123135529250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwNdvfjoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/78XH-1Il3i4/s1600-h/ATT337591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwNdvfjoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/78XH-1Il3i4/s400/ATT337591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253713079440477826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwKb9I1yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x78v0bKDtgo/s1600-h/ATT337590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwKb9I1yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x78v0bKDtgo/s400/ATT337590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253713027421230882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwG3x-PwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V9GYy-o8VHk/s1600-h/ATT337589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwG3x-PwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V9GYy-o8VHk/s400/ATT337589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712966171115266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwDUZ9uGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HXh2wBV0MJc/s1600-h/ATT337587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwDUZ9uGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HXh2wBV0MJc/s400/ATT337587.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712905135568994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwAITKosI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xz_y-WBxwtI/s1600-h/ATT337586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjwAITKosI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xz_y-WBxwtI/s400/ATT337586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712850346222274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjv8qYEAuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X2dyOwvWCpk/s1600-h/ATT337585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjv8qYEAuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X2dyOwvWCpk/s400/ATT337585.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712790774088418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjv4t0D5JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ooOC5LYZO8s/s1600-h/ATT337584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjv4t0D5JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ooOC5LYZO8s/s400/ATT337584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712722977350802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjv1I2U1-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/R3e6o2n38PI/s1600-h/ATT337583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjv1I2U1-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/R3e6o2n38PI/s400/ATT337583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712661515130850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjvuPi718I/AAAAAAAAAHE/jt3FIquSHQ8/s1600-h/ATT337582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjvuPi718I/AAAAAAAAAHE/jt3FIquSHQ8/s400/ATT337582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712543053764546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjvkuEknhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/R9wa9SHsdvs/s1600-h/ATT337581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjvkuEknhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/R9wa9SHsdvs/s400/ATT337581.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253712379449220626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that these were an awesome example of a hobby that I do not, but wish to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-844367717151658168?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/844367717151658168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=844367717151658168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/844367717151658168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/844367717151658168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/10/awesome-art.html' title='Awesome Art'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SOjxKNzyMSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hi-1o_U1hTs/s72-c/ATT337594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-8232107824753430581</id><published>2008-09-18T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:12:24.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I needed a laugh today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/59pM7yLlG8Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/59pM7yLlG8Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-8232107824753430581?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8232107824753430581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=8232107824753430581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/8232107824753430581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/8232107824753430581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-needed-laugh-today.html' title='I needed a laugh today!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-1115479491983664882</id><published>2008-09-15T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:31:12.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SM6_1MAV5AI/AAAAAAAAAGw/C-91wcRYNBM/s1600-h/credit.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246341536409838594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SM6_1MAV5AI/AAAAAAAAAGw/C-91wcRYNBM/s400/credit.gif" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who is out of credit card debt?  Finally after a long, panstakingly hard 9 months, I'm free!!!  Of course it didn't come easy.  I have been working 2 jobs almost 5 days a week.  On top of that doing hair appointments almost every Saturday.  So I'm breathing a little easier today because I don't have my head in the guillotine anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate, I bought myself a new camera.  And no, not on credit.  My other camera has hit the dust therefore, no pictures for a while.  I'm excited to get it: it's a Nikon D40.  It's not a professionals camera but more than just a fit-in-my-pocket camera.  I'm hoping to get it before the leaves start changing.&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/5124563691720350510-1115479491983664882?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1115479491983664882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=1115479491983664882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/1115479491983664882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/1115479491983664882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-who-is-out-of-credit-card-debt.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SM6_1MAV5AI/AAAAAAAAAGw/C-91wcRYNBM/s72-c/credit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-9004918813080528909</id><published>2008-09-01T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:22:16.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea rocks!</title><content type='html'>So I went to Ikea Saturday afternoon and bought some much needed shelves for my room. I've been running out of space and so I needed something a little larger to cover my needs. Of course Ikea always come through for those desperate decorating times. For those of you who have never seen my room before, just know that the 2 big, dark shelving units are new, and my bed was in there place. Oh and I got this really cool reading lamp as well. It's really really bright! Great for those late night reads!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241257860781371698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLywQUgY8TI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d48fu9wpuFg/s400/CIMG2310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241258006857161442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLywY0rkmuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h_bg0ukS5Bs/s400/CIMG2311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-9004918813080528909?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/9004918813080528909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=9004918813080528909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/9004918813080528909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/9004918813080528909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/09/ikea-rocks.html' title='Ikea rocks!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLywQUgY8TI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d48fu9wpuFg/s72-c/CIMG2310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-5906392088679255488</id><published>2008-09-01T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:53:47.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't she lovely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLyqdTt849I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6P5KWHPQ8uI/s1600-h/Abrielle+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251486838350802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLyqdTt849I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6P5KWHPQ8uI/s400/Abrielle+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie says she is trying to make her daughter be photogenic instead of shying away from the camera.  I think it's working!  This was taken today...Labor Day!&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/5124563691720350510-5906392088679255488?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/5906392088679255488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=5906392088679255488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/5906392088679255488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/5906392088679255488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/09/isnt-she-lovely.html' title='Isn&apos;t she lovely?'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLyqdTt849I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6P5KWHPQ8uI/s72-c/Abrielle+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-8040480030275089686</id><published>2008-08-30T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:41:07.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going there someday...sooner, than later!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmE2DZITBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/20vmL8xHiKQ/s1600-h/Salt+Lake+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365705580792850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmE2DZITBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/20vmL8xHiKQ/s400/Salt+Lake+Temple.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmEydH3iCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Mad364rjx-I/s1600-h/Salt+Lake+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So my bishop came up to me last Sunday and asked if he could meet with me. I said sure! We set the date for Wednesday, August 27th, 2008 at 6:30 pm. Of course things were going through my mind such as: release of my Sunday School calling or possibly Choir Director, since we haven't had a Choir Director for over a year. I thought to myself and told my close friends that if I get called to Choir, I'll just come right out and tell him that "I quit the church!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It started off as just small talk-the usual talking about life, how is life, what are you up to? He then proceeded to tell me that he's had some impressions on several occasions that I should start preparing to enter the Temple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was a little taken back, because I was expecting the worst (Choir) and instead it was something 200% better than that. I decided then and there that I was going to start to prepare for this. He then told me that there are Temple Prep classes that you can take, which obviously I would. The next class should start in approximately a month or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;He also gave me a book to read: "The blessings of the Holy Temple" by Boyd K. Packer. I started reading it that very night. I was intrigued by some of the things I read. He strictly mentions that he is not imposing on the sacred ceremonies and will not go into any detail about them that has not been mentioned by the Church. I've always been interested in other cultures and their customs or ceremonies. Not only that but I've heard from many people that when you go for the first time that it's strange or foreign. Since I've heard that so many times, I feel that these ceremonies which I am about to embark upon, are not strange or foreign, but sacred. My thoughts have changed. My life has changed. Everything I say and do effects my worthiness and I never really, really thought about that. But now with the Temple being my specific goal right now, it's amazing how those things in my life either are meaningless, or more meaninful than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in about 3-4 months, I will enter the Temple for the first time. Not as a youth doing baptisms for the dead for mutual, but as a growing woman doing what I feel is right at this time and enjoying the blessing of the Temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-8040480030275089686?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8040480030275089686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=8040480030275089686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/8040480030275089686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/8040480030275089686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-going-there-somedaysooner-than-later.html' title='I&apos;m going there someday...sooner, than later!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmE2DZITBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/20vmL8xHiKQ/s72-c/Salt+Lake+Temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-3082869548378011790</id><published>2008-08-26T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:41:26.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim McGraw '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;USANA Ampitheater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmSUnfRFnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uBSdfLSeM7U/s1600-h/P1000985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240380524317447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmSUnfRFnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uBSdfLSeM7U/s400/P1000985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239034911107679266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="297" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTKfnpxhCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MbPhSZ9nKtU/s320/P1000915.JPG" width="499" border="0" /&gt;This year I dragged my sister Stephanie, Aunt Elna, and friend (Mark's sister) Laura with me to Tim McGraw at the USANA Ampitheater. It was freakin' awesome! We sung and danced the night away. And Tim McGraw is still as hot as ever...just has to keep the cowboy hat on! Yee Haw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240381836003893810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmTg95r4jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XoxG0vQr6Jo/s400/P1000946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240382062644879746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmTuKNG4YI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RtVCx9KsbSA/s400/P1000971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-3082869548378011790?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3082869548378011790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=3082869548378011790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/3082869548378011790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/3082869548378011790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/tim-mcgraw-08.html' title='Tim McGraw &apos;08'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLmSUnfRFnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uBSdfLSeM7U/s72-c/P1000985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-5739043779180771265</id><published>2008-08-26T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:26:59.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt Family Luau '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTHkxDVvQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/I2u8tfOso_k/s1600-h/P1010900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239031700995292418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTHkxDVvQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/I2u8tfOso_k/s320/P1010900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (This is one of the Hibiscus plants in our backyard.  They are so beautiful!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our annual Hunt Family Luau took place on Saturday, August 16th, 2008. We invited all of my dad's family, and really close friends. We had a blast! Lots of really good Samoan food as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTG8MZeVZI/AAAAAAAAADw/U4R5IaS7AcU/s1600-h/P1010933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239031003961251218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTG8MZeVZI/AAAAAAAAADw/U4R5IaS7AcU/s320/P1010933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my cousins: Ituau, Kristen, and Lousia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTGa-vP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADo/Nsvj-eNTyyg/s1600-h/P1010942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239030433358803346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTGa-vP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADo/Nsvj-eNTyyg/s320/P1010942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Dawn and her son Cedric and new wife Lilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTGJO-knhI/AAAAAAAAADg/D8qXsjBgnuo/s1600-h/P1010940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239030128480394770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTGJO-knhI/AAAAAAAAADg/D8qXsjBgnuo/s320/P1010940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leata and her husband Steven.  They have an 11 month old daughter (not in picture) and one more on the way in a few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTFz06WtTI/AAAAAAAAADY/3yl8Sr0YPVg/s1600-h/P1010992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239029760706131250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTFz06WtTI/AAAAAAAAADY/3yl8Sr0YPVg/s320/P1010992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just of bunch of them getting together before we start our backyard movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTFmSw7KQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0Zt080ufLo4/s1600-h/P1010938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239029528201472258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTFmSw7KQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0Zt080ufLo4/s320/P1010938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serafi who is married to Gill (right).  And Tui's new father-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTFUqE61YI/AAAAAAAAADI/QHxpsvZt_xs/s1600-h/P1010952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239029225221707138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTFUqE61YI/AAAAAAAAADI/QHxpsvZt_xs/s320/P1010952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Uncle Barry, always stirring up trouble.  This time he round up a couple of wild girls: Trinjae and Shayna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTE8uQNhzI/AAAAAAAAADA/vCedF1Xe7Ho/s1600-h/P1010939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239028814025951026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTE8uQNhzI/AAAAAAAAADA/vCedF1Xe7Ho/s320/P1010939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Hunt, Aunti Rita, and Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTEmxXumPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o7OK8L-ZJhE/s1600-h/P1010947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239028436905662706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTEmxXumPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o7OK8L-ZJhE/s320/P1010947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad serenading the night away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's luau was a lot of fun because we had newly weds there, as well as the Auva'a family that moved back from New Zealand.  Every year, my dad looks forward to this day because it's a day that he can spend on his family.  It's his way of showing his love and letting them know that even though we may have differences of opinons, we still are family who loves eachother.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all who came and participated.  I know it means a lot to Grandma Hunt to see her kids and grandkids get together.  Can't wait till next year!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-5739043779180771265?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/5739043779180771265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=5739043779180771265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/5739043779180771265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/5739043779180771265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/hunt-family-luau-08.html' title='Hunt Family Luau &apos;08'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTHkxDVvQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/I2u8tfOso_k/s72-c/P1010900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-4782908456359689720</id><published>2008-08-26T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:27:52.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grosi's 80th Surprise Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLS9KvqAWuI/AAAAAAAAABk/M6lVGImn6nA/s1600-h/Grosi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020258827721442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLS9KvqAWuI/AAAAAAAAABk/M6lVGImn6nA/s320/Grosi+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I didn't feel in the gaps too well last time. Let me go back in time a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July was quite a busy month. The first big thing was Grosi's 80th birthday (my grandma). We threw her a surprise party and invited her most closest friends and family. It turned out to be great. She told me after that she thought something was up but couldn't think what it was. Not only that, but she couldn't sleep that night and was really tired the next day. She's cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of decorating. I decided that I wanted to have a curtain, sort-of-like a theatre stage. So I went to the fabric store and bought some white fabric. I ended up draping 3 stips of the fabric up hiding the surprise party that awaited inside. It looked awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We of course had a lot of good food! Can't have a party without that. We decided to rock out to some Swiss tunes, just to make it a little more authentic. Plus this party was for her, not us. Otherwise, I think that we would have had island music playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grosi had a lot of friends and family that showed up. It was a fun party and more fun planning it and keeping it a secret from her. Machs gute Grosi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLS_YyBCRdI/AAAAAAAAABs/iMMBeXpp8ng/s1600-h/P1010390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239022699002611154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLS_YyBCRdI/AAAAAAAAABs/iMMBeXpp8ng/s320/P1010390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTANhodayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6hcPqKwV-Qo/s1600-h/P1010468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239023605137632034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTANhodayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6hcPqKwV-Qo/s320/P1010468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTA6IK9CxI/AAAAAAAAACA/4OZ3x9VqnUI/s1600-h/P1010478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239024371397102354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTA6IK9CxI/AAAAAAAAACA/4OZ3x9VqnUI/s320/P1010478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTBiZY_q8I/AAAAAAAAACI/qPZ-JKLFbXY/s1600-h/P1010499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025063214164930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTBiZY_q8I/AAAAAAAAACI/qPZ-JKLFbXY/s320/P1010499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTB9zIFHLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yXc9aNMoFuU/s1600-h/P1010525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025533979008178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTB9zIFHLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yXc9aNMoFuU/s320/P1010525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTCcqHQmNI/AAAAAAAAACY/ui0W52k6qAo/s1600-h/P1010505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239026064135592146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTCcqHQmNI/AAAAAAAAACY/ui0W52k6qAo/s320/P1010505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTC1JOEnII/AAAAAAAAACg/Kd__Cz1umSc/s1600-h/P1010518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239026484802526338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTC1JOEnII/AAAAAAAAACg/Kd__Cz1umSc/s320/P1010518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTDZ9mxY1I/AAAAAAAAACo/-rXd0IL9Ivo/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239027117340058450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLTDZ9mxY1I/AAAAAAAAACo/-rXd0IL9Ivo/s320/P1010494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-4782908456359689720?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4782908456359689720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=4782908456359689720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4782908456359689720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4782908456359689720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/grosis-80th-surprise-party.html' title='Grosi&apos;s 80th Surprise Party'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SLS9KvqAWuI/AAAAAAAAABk/M6lVGImn6nA/s72-c/Grosi+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-2524572201326836908</id><published>2008-08-12T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T05:33:50.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some recent pictures of my Alabama trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJUEzw0d4I/AAAAAAAAABE/Hi5L7Mn-kqE/s1600-h/CIMG2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233838158549120898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJUEzw0d4I/AAAAAAAAABE/Hi5L7Mn-kqE/s320/CIMG2179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abrielle likes to be snuggled up like a burritto! And go figure, she does not want her picture taken. She's such a stinker!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJTWUV8hOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4WHgmdnF2QI/s1600-h/CIMG2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233837359840920802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJTWUV8hOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4WHgmdnF2QI/s320/CIMG2269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's get one thing straight, this girl does not like her picture taken! Everytime we'd try to be sneaky, she would do some funky cute little face, kind-of like this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJTK0H2FrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FOyyqPGSek4/s1600-h/CIMG2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233837162213283506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJTK0H2FrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FOyyqPGSek4/s320/CIMG2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJSxL8rENI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SzOKiIQ3IzY/s1600-h/CIMG2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233836721932275922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJSxL8rENI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SzOKiIQ3IzY/s320/CIMG2260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abrielle loves to read and look at bright colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJSW6PdpzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ii2Vr8sArEM/s1600-h/CIMG2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233836270502651698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJSW6PdpzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ii2Vr8sArEM/s320/CIMG2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fort Rucker, AL: Aviation Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJSEx0qO8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8ErfXezuV8c/s1600-h/CIMG2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233835959005100994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJSEx0qO8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8ErfXezuV8c/s320/CIMG2192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Destin, Florida....Abrielle's first trip to the beach. She's a natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-2524572201326836908?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2524572201326836908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=2524572201326836908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/2524572201326836908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/2524572201326836908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-some-recent-pictures-of-my-alabama.html' title='Just some recent pictures of my Alabama trip...'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJUEzw0d4I/AAAAAAAAABE/Hi5L7Mn-kqE/s72-c/CIMG2179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-2577512835445731678</id><published>2008-08-12T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:13:38.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little "Nieces Pieces"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJQNatY2lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TLH-trdh3U4/s1600-h/CIMG2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233833908396153426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJQNatY2lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TLH-trdh3U4/s320/CIMG2226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd like to introduce you to my little niece, Abrielle!  Isn't she the cutest baby ever?  Actually this picture is about 2 months old.  She was born March 11, 2008 in Dothan, Alabama and this picture I took when I went with my brother Jake in June.  She was soooo much fun!!!  We never wanted to do anything but hang out with her.  I told my sister Natalie that she shouldn't feel like she has to entertain me and Jake because we could just hang with Abrielle all day, every day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, Natalie, and Abrielle came to visit Utah in June as well.  That was a lot of fun, but I was very sad when they had to leave because I felt like I was going to be missing her growing up.  Apparently she now is teething!  Natalie sends us pictures every Sunday, just so we don't miss too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had to post her cute little self!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-2577512835445731678?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2577512835445731678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=2577512835445731678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/2577512835445731678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/2577512835445731678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-nieces-pieces.html' title='My little &quot;Nieces Pieces&quot;!'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</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/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKJQNatY2lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TLH-trdh3U4/s72-c/CIMG2226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-4389282026033838422</id><published>2008-08-12T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:53:21.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twlight Widget</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0' width='385' height='500' id='Twilight Widget' align='middle' flashVars=''&gt;		&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='sameDomain' /&gt;	&lt;param name='flashVars' value='' /&gt;		&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='false' /&gt;		&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high' /&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' value='#000000' /&gt;	&lt;embed src='http://www.twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf' quality='high' bgcolor='#000000' width='385' height='500' name='Twilight Widget' align='middle' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' allowFullScreen='false' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;	&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIxODU5NTk3NzY*MCZwdD*xMjE4NTk2MDA*OTA2JnA9OTE4NDEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9Mg==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124563691720350510-4389282026033838422?l=estherhunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4389282026033838422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124563691720350510&amp;postID=4389282026033838422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4389282026033838422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124563691720350510/posts/default/4389282026033838422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherhunt.blogspot.com/2008/08/twlight-widget.html' title='Twlight Widget'/><author><name>Esther Hunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05221160432380802917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124563691720350510.post-1202854490374671743</id><published>2008-08-12T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:14:30.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea!  My first blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKGx1gyGz_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8hvJlTcVXY/s1600-h/Esther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233659774872506354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EI8cLhkcbXo/SKGx1gyGz_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8hvJlTcVXY/s320/Esther.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm excited to start this new adventure! Wow, am I behind the times! I'm excited to get this going. I'm really new to this as well, so don't laugh&lt;em&gt; too&lt;/em&gt; hard :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished "Breaking Dawn" last night and had a fabulous time reading it! I was a little sad to end the saga, but all in all, it was a great ending! In fact, I don't think that I would have wanted it any other way. It was the ending that I had expected from the begining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got back from Girls Camp on Saturday and I'm glad to say that it's over. My life is less stressful and I can get back into my normal routine. Funny how it happens, but I was NOT looking forward to going this year. I had used up almost all of my vacation time at work and just didn't feel like I wanted to go. Turns out, I had a blast! I got to know a ton of young women in my Stake that I had not know before. I got to get closer to the girls and leaders in my ward as well. It's odd how you grow up and think that you have nothing in common with the "younger generation" and then you realize you do. I'm happy to say that I'm glad I got to go to Girl's Camp this year and was able to strengthen my testimony of the love that Heavenly Father has for me. He gave me this beautiful earth to enjoy, my wonderful family to make fun of, and wonderful friends and associations to enjoy as well. 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