<?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-4336819120415586374</id><updated>2011-09-20T10:39:32.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller Time</title><subtitle type='html'>Bryce, Keri,
Tyler, Jessica, Dani, Chase, Ryann, Brenna, and Connor</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-707510678907218627</id><published>2011-07-07T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T09:51:44.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danielle, My New Little 18 Year Old!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WRuv_YMbI0U/ThXiATzguyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pyl21r3sosk/s1600/Imported%2BPhotos%2B00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WRuv_YMbI0U/ThXiATzguyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pyl21r3sosk/s400/Imported%2BPhotos%2B00247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626651804413508386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!!  18 years ago today she blessed our lives, AMAZING!!!  So today I tell my little Dani 18 reasons why I love her and think she's awesome!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  She is very energetic!&lt;br /&gt;2.  She can pull people together.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Knows the importance of family.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Appreciates her friends.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Her smile can light up the room!&lt;br /&gt;5.  She can accomplish anything she puts her mind to!&lt;br /&gt;6.  She is confident.&lt;br /&gt;7.  She has always been able to recognize the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;8.  She is a go-getter.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Sometimes she learns the hard way, but she learns!&lt;br /&gt;10. She makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;11. She keeps me humble.&lt;br /&gt;12. She is very generous.&lt;br /&gt;13. She loves her brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;14. She loves Bryce and I!!!!!!!! (Right????!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;15. She is very dramatic, especially with a brooklyn accent!&lt;br /&gt;16. She values her family.&lt;br /&gt;17. She is so dang smart.&lt;br /&gt;18. She blesses my life everyday, and I am soooo grateful for her and love her more than she knows!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday Sweetheart!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-707510678907218627?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/707510678907218627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=707510678907218627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/707510678907218627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/707510678907218627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2011/07/danielle-my-new-little-18-year-old.html' title='Danielle, My New Little 18 Year Old!!!!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WRuv_YMbI0U/ThXiATzguyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pyl21r3sosk/s72-c/Imported%2BPhotos%2B00247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-6240622517875090990</id><published>2011-06-12T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:43:10.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 16 and never been kissed,.... uh-hmmm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72rCYQseL3c/TfVoSwh99mI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-3QPk69NPsM/s1600/20110607203609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72rCYQseL3c/TfVoSwh99mI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-3QPk69NPsM/s400/20110607203609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617510781688870498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna Jean Kizzar is 16! I can't believe it!  My baby girlie is 16. Sixteen, do you hear me? 16! Crazy! I love her sooooo much! She came into this world and has been pretty easy going since.  But I still can picture her lifting her sun dress up, while I was working with her older sisters tee-ball team, and having no underwear on and tinkling in the grass!  Ahhhh good times!  Here are 16 reasons why I love Brenna and am so grateful for this day celebrating her birth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Her smile lights up the room.&lt;br /&gt;2.  She knows how to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;3.  She is a beautiful young woman.&lt;br /&gt;4.  She values her friends.&lt;br /&gt;5.  She sets goals, and works on them.&lt;br /&gt;6.  She has a testimony.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Brenna is ok in her own skin.&lt;br /&gt;8.  She is willing to try new things.&lt;br /&gt;9.  She is a tenderheart!&lt;br /&gt;10. She is 100% cool!&lt;br /&gt;11. She is soooo smart.&lt;br /&gt;12. She gives great foot massages.&lt;br /&gt;13. Bren loves her family.&lt;br /&gt;14. She is goofy, love that.&lt;br /&gt;15. She is fun to ride horses with!&lt;br /&gt;16. We love every moment we get to spend with her.  She blesses our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Brenny Jeannie for being you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-6240622517875090990?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/6240622517875090990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=6240622517875090990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/6240622517875090990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/6240622517875090990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2011/06/sweet-16-and-never-been-kissed-uh-hmmm.html' title='Sweet 16 and never been kissed,.... uh-hmmm!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72rCYQseL3c/TfVoSwh99mI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-3QPk69NPsM/s72-c/20110607203609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-75866839643517237</id><published>2011-04-21T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:00:10.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's so 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oE3HBbqESzc/TbBUWFPXT0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cZXbXcwE4GI/s1600/Tyler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oE3HBbqESzc/TbBUWFPXT0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cZXbXcwE4GI/s400/Tyler.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598067075162001218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest, Tyler Kizzar, is 21 years old today.  So very very crazy.  The night before he was born I ate strawberry shortcake and played hearts with our best friends Michael and Cathy Tucker.  He came fast and we all did great! Tyler is an amazing son and I love him soooo very much.  Here are 21 reasons why I love my Ty-Ty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  He's Funny&lt;br /&gt;2.  Is thoughtful of others&lt;br /&gt;3.  He embraced change and didn't let it beat him&lt;br /&gt;4.  Loves his family&lt;br /&gt;5.  Realizes the power of hard work&lt;br /&gt;6.  Cares for others&lt;br /&gt;7.  Good eye hand coordination&lt;br /&gt;8.  Honors his paretns&lt;br /&gt;9.  Has never been ashamed to tell me he loves me!&lt;br /&gt;10. Loves goofing around with his younger brothers&lt;br /&gt;11. His sisters adore him&lt;br /&gt;12. Not too cheep, heehee&lt;br /&gt;13. Loves sports&lt;br /&gt;14. Will be a great father some day when he's married in the temple!&lt;br /&gt;15. Loves Music&lt;br /&gt;16. Sho very shmart&lt;br /&gt;17. Very Friendly&lt;br /&gt;18. Loves his MOM, right!&lt;br /&gt;19. Has good friends&lt;br /&gt;20. Has such a great sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;21. Knows he's loved beyond measure, and that we miss him terribly, and we are so much better because of him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, TY. HAPPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-75866839643517237?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/75866839643517237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=75866839643517237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/75866839643517237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/75866839643517237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2011/04/hes-so-21.html' title='He&apos;s so 21'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oE3HBbqESzc/TbBUWFPXT0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cZXbXcwE4GI/s72-c/Tyler.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-9036851476416836260</id><published>2009-08-25T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:39:18.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Music</title><content type='html'>My sister sent me this, and I just loved it. Please listen to it, just pause my music first.  The song is absolutely beautiful and just precious.  Goes beautifully with the art.  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Really no excuses, I guess just LAZY!  But I just added a few posts about a few of the things that we have been up to.  I had a hard time remebering, so I just did the majors.  I have missed checking on all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-1150126324764615863?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1150126324764615863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=1150126324764615863' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1150126324764615863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1150126324764615863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/07/sebatical-is-over.html' title='Sebatical is OVER!!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-3518717972316020378</id><published>2009-07-31T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:08:41.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prescott, AZ</title><content type='html'>We have taken several trips to Prescott, but just this last weekend we picked up Connor and Brenna from Mesa, and then had some fun in Prescott.  We went to Lynx Lake and did the paddle boats, i fried my knees, boo hoo!  We also went to a rescue zoo.  I don't know what happened to my animal pictures, but we were the closest I have ever been to a tiger.  It just layed there, right by the fence and looked at us, 3 feet away.  Awesome animal!  We had a blast with Connor and Bren.  The weather was beautiful, monsoon rains, it was gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4w7SY8kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/m0vXStNcZTw/s1600-h/P1030078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4w7SY8kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/m0vXStNcZTw/s320/P1030078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364764363072270914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4TtDf3qI/AAAAAAAAALI/L7Dherh2v_c/s1600-h/P1030067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4TtDf3qI/AAAAAAAAALI/L7Dherh2v_c/s320/P1030067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364763861035507362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4TEslc8I/AAAAAAAAALA/Ep89_PMWuck/s1600-h/P1030064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4TEslc8I/AAAAAAAAALA/Ep89_PMWuck/s320/P1030064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364763850201985986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4Szn2czI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kbCKgfpUfDY/s1600-h/P1030062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4Szn2czI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kbCKgfpUfDY/s320/P1030062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364763845618725682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4SQNcRxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/09E9JtS4fH0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4SQNcRxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/09E9JtS4fH0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364763836112717586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN3YHJHnhI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EkzAYo9qzd4/s1600-h/connor+spider.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN3YHJHnhI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EkzAYo9qzd4/s320/connor+spider.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364762837246254610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-3518717972316020378?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/3518717972316020378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=3518717972316020378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3518717972316020378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3518717972316020378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/07/prescott-az.html' title='Prescott, AZ'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnN4w7SY8kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/m0vXStNcZTw/s72-c/P1030078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-3717916308705397402</id><published>2009-07-31T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:40:45.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dani, sweet 16!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNvdPs5zoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Qxl8sto5xi4/s1600-h/P1030042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNvdPs5zoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Qxl8sto5xi4/s400/P1030042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364754129350151810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 7, 1993, (yes I feel like I've typed this somewhere before!) my first beautiful girl was born.  We were able to take Dani to dinner at Buca di Beppo in Mesa on her birthday.  It was a little difficult for me, not having her like we normally do, and having cake, etc., but Bryce and I, and Dani went and had a fun time.  She is a fun girl, and I am so grateful for her and love her so very much.  Here are 16 things that are awesome about Dani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  She has attitude!&lt;br /&gt;2.  She is sensitive to hurt feelings.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Hard worker.&lt;br /&gt;4.  She was my first live Barbie doll, I changed her clothes constantly!&lt;br /&gt;5.  Loves her family&lt;br /&gt;6.  Is willing to work hard on projects.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Very healthy lungs.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Should enter the national Belching contest, top 5 I bet!&lt;br /&gt;9.  One of the fastest texters I know!&lt;br /&gt;10. I loved having her climb on my bed and just visit.&lt;br /&gt;11. I miss her a lot!&lt;br /&gt;12. I love it when she speaks French!&lt;br /&gt;13. I will always be willing to give you a "high pony" Dani!&lt;br /&gt;14. She is a great help to her Dad.&lt;br /&gt;15. Is usually quick to smile, and willing to help out.&lt;br /&gt;16. She is making good decisions, and has a testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNyqJsQTMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1Dz7wiZwMso/s1600-h/P1030044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNyqJsQTMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1Dz7wiZwMso/s320/P1030044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364757649610001602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNyp7NAmAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zHs-qfIAMYc/s1600-h/P1030047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNyp7NAmAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zHs-qfIAMYc/s320/P1030047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364757645720852482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-3717916308705397402?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/3717916308705397402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=3717916308705397402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3717916308705397402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3717916308705397402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/07/dani-sweet-16.html' title='Dani, sweet 16!!!!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNvdPs5zoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Qxl8sto5xi4/s72-c/P1030042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-1929434358246607058</id><published>2009-07-31T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:24:30.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenna is 14, oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNqcQmG1II/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jEwOAPVx1A4/s1600-h/P1030037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNqcQmG1II/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jEwOAPVx1A4/s400/P1030037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364748614852072578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 12, 1995, Brenna Jean Kizzar blessed this world, and we celebrated her 14th birthday right here in 2009.  We had a blast.  She had her first real boy/girl birthday party, and they were all a blast.  Considering she turned 14, and I can't believe it, I felt I would write 14 things that are special about her!&lt;br /&gt;1.  She has the most incredible smile!&lt;br /&gt;2.  She was the most relaxed and easy going baby, and still is (a baby that is-- just kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Fairly low maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Obedient, most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;5.  Sensitive to others&lt;br /&gt;6.  Tender heart&lt;br /&gt;7.  A smile is usually just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Willing to  try new things.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Great soccer player.&lt;br /&gt;10. Loves her family&lt;br /&gt;11. Great worker&lt;br /&gt;12. Loves a good book&lt;br /&gt;13. Is very thankful&lt;br /&gt;14. Has a testimony&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell a sweet story about Brenna.  When I was off having Connor, she was staying with my very good friend.  My friend was struggling to have children at the time, and was a little sad and happy about Connor being born.  Brenna, 2 1/2 yrs old, was sitting on her lap and asked her what was wrong, my friend explained to her, and Brenna said, "It's ok Tandy, I be your baby!"  Sweet, sweet little girlie.  I am very grateful for her and love her very much, she is a special blessing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNutHoxbBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0YmtfJtl6Bg/s1600-h/P1030024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNutHoxbBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0YmtfJtl6Bg/s320/P1030024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364753302551620626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNus4BFP6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/XNPVobsAa2s/s1600-h/P1030022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNus4BFP6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/XNPVobsAa2s/s320/P1030022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364753298358615970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-1929434358246607058?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1929434358246607058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=1929434358246607058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1929434358246607058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1929434358246607058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/07/brenna-is-14-oh-my.html' title='Brenna is 14, oh my!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SnNqcQmG1II/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jEwOAPVx1A4/s72-c/P1030037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-9187801544735267796</id><published>2009-05-14T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:56:02.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quote, Oh my!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgxnM-xnkCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qG_xVzaSYMA/s1600-h/noquit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgxnM-xnkCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qG_xVzaSYMA/s320/noquit1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335753131234398242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a quote that I im-&lt;br /&gt;mediately loved.  Michelle Harris is my insp-&lt;br /&gt;iration, she has wonderful quotes.  Here goes:  &lt;br /&gt;DON'T HURRY, &lt;br /&gt;                                                DON'T WORRY, &lt;br /&gt;                                                DON'T QUIT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-9187801544735267796?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/9187801544735267796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=9187801544735267796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/9187801544735267796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/9187801544735267796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='A quote, Oh my!!!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgxnM-xnkCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qG_xVzaSYMA/s72-c/noquit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-4940507616655133531</id><published>2009-05-13T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:19:15.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So thankful for friends.....</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to blog about some wonderful things, well not things, but people.  My friends.  I have much to be grateful for, and I so appreciated everyones pick me ups!  No judgements, just sweetness.   Thank you.  You listen on in writing, on the phone, and in person.  Thank you.  Plus I needed to have a different topic pop up, out with the old in with the new!  As I have said to many of you, thank goodness for new days.  I love you all, and appreciate your loving service!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-4940507616655133531?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/4940507616655133531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=4940507616655133531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4940507616655133531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4940507616655133531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-thankful-for-friends.html' title='So thankful for friends.....'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-1555335842231472985</id><published>2009-05-11T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:25:03.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't bother!</title><content type='html'>No worries, crappy attitude, don't read my next blog entry!!!  This is my disclaimer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-1555335842231472985?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1555335842231472985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=1555335842231472985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1555335842231472985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1555335842231472985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-bother.html' title='Don&apos;t bother!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-1406061679956425898</id><published>2009-05-11T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:41:43.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just plain Frustrated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/Sghw4FJ9DDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ExM0oJIn4bs/s1600-h/frustrated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 77px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/Sghw4FJ9DDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ExM0oJIn4bs/s200/frustrated.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334637867379264562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that would would be putting it mildly, nicely, whatever.  Part of me questions why in the world I am blogging this, but the other part just says "whatever!"  I have to question just where I am.  What place am I at right now.  Yesterday was Mother's Day right?  I am so very grateful and thankful for my mom, but I do not feel appreciated, nor do I feel worthy of that appreciation.  In church Bishop John Manis gave the most beautiful talk.  Said some of the most wonderful, eloquent things.  Many wonderful tributes.  But as I sat there, I did not feel better or wonderful.  I felt very unworthy of the thoughts spoken about, but I think most of all very inadequate and know I am not doing those things to be deserving of such praise.  I am tired of my weaknesses, failures.  I look at our children and some of the things we are dealing with and wonder where did I go so wrong?  Why was I trusted with them to just fail?  I know some of it is they are teenagers.  But all of it can not be.  The dynamics in our family are unique, but whose aren't?  My expectations, are they too high?  How do I lower and not feel resentful?  I want so much to enjoy being with my family and for them to enjoy me, but it feels like we have so many things working against us.  It feels like such a constant barage of things.  I am supposed to love all of the children, but things keep happening to hinder that.  Example:  (boy you're getting an ear full today!)  Thieves.  Can't cut their hand off if you can't catch them or they won't admit it, or the money gets taken somewhere else, so you can't see if it's being spent.  $100 worth of change taken out of our emergency change jar.  What would you do?  My hair is gray and getting thin.  My folded tithing money, $20, taken out of my wallet.  Bryce is overwhelmed and saddened, ditto for me.  I fear I am losing sight of why our family is important.  Am i really?  I have all of the right answers, know them, just don't feel all of them all the time.  Alot of this was just venting, no worries, just a frustrating day yesterday, and disappointing.  Oh well, new days abound!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-1406061679956425898?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1406061679956425898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=1406061679956425898' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1406061679956425898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1406061679956425898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/05/frustrated-parents-etc-etc.html' title='Just plain Frustrated!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/Sghw4FJ9DDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ExM0oJIn4bs/s72-c/frustrated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-8875921077713046806</id><published>2009-05-11T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:24:57.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryann and 14 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgheVrHcbOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_AJ7Eoqwe-0/s1600-h/P1000915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgheVrHcbOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_AJ7Eoqwe-0/s320/P1000915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334617485064563938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 28, (yep I'm behind!)  Ryann turned 14.  She had parties going on all over the place!  At her mom's, here.  Crazy, crazy.  Bryce and I collaberated on 14 wonderful things about Ryann:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Full of energy&lt;br /&gt;2.  One of the most forgiving people we know&lt;br /&gt;3.  Loves to Sing&lt;br /&gt;4.  Loves to Perform&lt;br /&gt;5.  Stands up for People&lt;br /&gt;6.  Values her Friends&lt;br /&gt;7.  Well Liked&lt;br /&gt;8.  Organized&lt;br /&gt;9.  Likes her Vegies&lt;br /&gt;10.  Loves to Shop&lt;br /&gt;11.  Gets good Grades&lt;br /&gt;12.  Very inventive&lt;br /&gt;13.  Definately Bryce's Baby&lt;br /&gt;14.  Her family loves her very much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgheiLhAdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wxFSOruEvHE/s1600-h/P1000918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgheiLhAdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wxFSOruEvHE/s320/P1000918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334617699920148130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-8875921077713046806?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8875921077713046806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=8875921077713046806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8875921077713046806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8875921077713046806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/05/ryann-and-14-years.html' title='Ryann and 14 years!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SgheVrHcbOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_AJ7Eoqwe-0/s72-c/P1000915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-4018000032730252699</id><published>2009-04-30T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:31:50.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My biggest baby, TYLER!</title><content type='html'>On April 21, 1990, yes like I said I am running behind, Tyler Benjamin Kizzar was born to goodly, inexperienced parents!  He weighed in at a whopping 8 pounds 9 ounces, and 21 inches long. Labor was fast and furious, no epidural, pain meds, just pure, unadulterated PAIN!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I love this kid.  He was such a great first baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  He's 3 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnQVRItugI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CLYFLNKt0Ww/s1600-h/family+more.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnQVRItugI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CLYFLNKt0Ww/s320/family+more.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330520697765476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Cute little 4 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnQVv-ElKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TFGV9l7PYeE/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnQVv-ElKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TFGV9l7PYeE/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330520706042336418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he is now 19, here are 19 reasons that are GREAT about Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Easy&lt;br /&gt;2.  Cute&lt;br /&gt;3.  Tenderhearted&lt;br /&gt;4.  Has always done well in school&lt;br /&gt;5.  Loves, I mean LOVES sports&lt;br /&gt;6.  Silly&lt;br /&gt;7.  Fun Loving&lt;br /&gt;8.  Has a Testimony&lt;br /&gt;9.  Big Galute&lt;br /&gt;10.  Generous - Bought Rockband for the Christmas family gift&lt;br /&gt;11.  Willing&lt;br /&gt;12.  Funny, always makes all of us Laugh&lt;br /&gt;13.  Loves Life&lt;br /&gt;14.  Food Conoisseur (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;15.  Inventor (of ways to stay sitting, just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;16.  Great thumb, finger, eye coordination (X-BOX)&lt;br /&gt;17.  Loves Joking around&lt;br /&gt;18.  Good choice Maker&lt;br /&gt;19.  Most of all, I am so glad he is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnV1NXVcVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5alfb_RuKH4/s1600-h/P1000911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnV1NXVcVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5alfb_RuKH4/s320/P1000911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330526744067010898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-4018000032730252699?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/4018000032730252699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=4018000032730252699' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4018000032730252699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4018000032730252699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-biggest-baby-tyler.html' title='My biggest baby, TYLER!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SfnQVRItugI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CLYFLNKt0Ww/s72-c/family+more.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-736448600250976888</id><published>2009-04-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:08:32.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch-up!</title><content type='html'>Once again, I'm not on the ball, I'm underneath it!  Haven't even been on here, shame shame!!!  First off I thought I would tell you all I had my free session with Emily that I won.  It was awesome.  I don't usually win contests, so it started off very exciting.  Emily is wonderful.  I was very comfortable on my bed, sprawled, (is that a word?  Or maybe it is not spelled right!)  Basically it is a lot of positive reinforcement on energies that are fuzzy or have negativity with them, Emily set me straight if I am wrong. She helped reinforce positive thoughts and feelings.  I think I could definately go for a few more sessions,  I am a tad, ok not a tad, crazy and kind of wacky, but she was wonderful.  There were several times things hit very close to home and evoked some powerful feelings, (can I break into song?)  I would say go for it, go have a session with Emily.  I need to do it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-736448600250976888?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/736448600250976888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=736448600250976888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/736448600250976888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/736448600250976888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-up!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-3950569989406646678</id><published>2009-04-14T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:52:26.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Easter was very crazy.  Bryce and I went out of town kind of impromptuly (is that a word?)  My family was having a special dinner while my mom and brother from Idaho were there, on Saturday night.  We were not going to go because of Easter on sunday and obligations.  Dani was asked to go by my mom, but she didn't want to go without us.  So she begged us to come down.  I really want her to feel comfortable to do things with my family, so off we went on Friday, and drove back home on Saturday night.  I got to bed after 2AM that's very late for me!!!  I scrambled for singing time, oh my, put Easter baskets together, and went to bed.  After church we had planned to have a non-member family of Bryce's over for Dinner.  I cooked and cooked and cooked.  It all turned out beautifully, except I miss having little ones!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_C4erb0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/Rw67sX0MH1s/s1600-h/P1000900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_C4erb0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/Rw67sX0MH1s/s320/P1000900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324590715700473666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_CiBQukI/AAAAAAAAAIc/klulhG5WWe8/s1600-h/P1000899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_CiBQukI/AAAAAAAAAIc/klulhG5WWe8/s320/P1000899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324590709671508546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_CC7IJOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yrYhmoBXPAM/s1600-h/P1000897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_CC7IJOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yrYhmoBXPAM/s320/P1000897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324590701324281058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-3950569989406646678?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/3950569989406646678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=3950569989406646678' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3950569989406646678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3950569989406646678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS_C4erb0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/Rw67sX0MH1s/s72-c/P1000900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-9075390095845024999</id><published>2009-04-14T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:42:58.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's Day</title><content type='html'>Every April Fool's Day we do a special dinner.  Usually we try and invite a different family over, one we don't know as well.  This year I let the kids have a friend over.  I make up funny names, 9 of them.  Because we will have 3 courses of 3 things.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS7wtqYB3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/NXt190-KPEM/s1600-h/P1000904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS7wtqYB3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/NXt190-KPEM/s320/P1000904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324587105024214898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each person gets a piece of paper with these words on it.  They number it in random order from 1-9.  They each have a partner who gets their food for them.  I then post the master list that has what each item really is:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS8RDhrp7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/P-1LH2uMObw/s1600-h/P1000909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS8RDhrp7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/P-1LH2uMObw/s320/P1000909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324587660649146290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first course they get 1,2,and 3, and so on for each course.  It is so funny when you have no silverware, because you don't get to keep anything from earlier courses, and you have to eat spaghetti, or eat your jello salad with your garlic bread because you have no silverware!  We have a lot of fun with it, and it is a tradition.  I didn't take pictures of anyone eating, though, they would've killed me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-9075390095845024999?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/9075390095845024999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=9075390095845024999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/9075390095845024999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/9075390095845024999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools-day.html' title='April Fool&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS7wtqYB3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/NXt190-KPEM/s72-c/P1000904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-1978245599343259172</id><published>2009-04-14T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:19:49.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Tahoe, Incredible!</title><content type='html'>The end of March, yes I know I am running so very behind.  Just didn't feel like getting on I guess.  Any ways, I went to Tahoe with my sister-in-law, Korby.  She had 2 nights 3 days from a timeshare thing.  She asked me to go, I went.  I had never been to Tahoe before.  Oh my goodness, good golly miss molly!!!  It was so beautiful.  We didn't ski, no money.  But we had fun just relaxing and being goofs!  I took pictures on the way there of a few places along the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS0BPQO1uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yEe-hoMKQI0/s1600-h/P1000891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS0BPQO1uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yEe-hoMKQI0/s320/P1000891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324578592826250978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The color purple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS0pCv8ViI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aiPjpDYmKVg/s1600-h/P1000893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS0pCv8ViI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aiPjpDYmKVg/s320/P1000893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324579276664362530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS08CBW4zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BI94FiSFEU0/s1600-h/P1000889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS08CBW4zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BI94FiSFEU0/s320/P1000889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324579602886484786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carson City, the capital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS1SbQVugI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XAa8E6z1U7M/s1600-h/P1000873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS1SbQVugI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XAa8E6z1U7M/s320/P1000873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324579987617331714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where we stayed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS1r-YFcZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bWRgh_yypOY/s1600-h/P1000875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS1r-YFcZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bWRgh_yypOY/s320/P1000875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324580426541789586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS2AQftQ3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/wpPM0hjNDpw/s1600-h/P1000878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS2AQftQ3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/wpPM0hjNDpw/s320/P1000878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324580775002981234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Korby, my sister-in-law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS2RJ1h-UI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_VfOGKG34AI/s1600-h/P1000877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS2RJ1h-UI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_VfOGKG34AI/s320/P1000877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324581065273243970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, that's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS2l6u7h1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/JZL2zBGCPZM/s1600-h/P1000884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS2l6u7h1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/JZL2zBGCPZM/s320/P1000884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324581421996279634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love those Blues Brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time and it was gorgeous weather!!!  Oh I took these pictures of some really cool clouds on the way home:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS3bqzo9AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wcA5H8SqRNI/s1600-h/P1000895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS3bqzo9AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wcA5H8SqRNI/s320/P1000895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582345434002434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS3bSLe7YI/AAAAAAAAAH0/33o9VkVbFNo/s1600-h/P1000896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS3bSLe7YI/AAAAAAAAAH0/33o9VkVbFNo/s320/P1000896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582338823122306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-1978245599343259172?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1978245599343259172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=1978245599343259172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1978245599343259172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1978245599343259172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/04/lake-tahoe-incredible.html' title='Lake Tahoe, Incredible!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeS0BPQO1uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yEe-hoMKQI0/s72-c/P1000891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-8231402001769723209</id><published>2009-03-27T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:44:03.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway!!!........</title><content type='html'>Check &lt;a href="http://www.sayitonasign.net/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; out....&lt;br /&gt;Pretty darn cute stuff, she's very clever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-8231402001769723209?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8231402001769723209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=8231402001769723209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8231402001769723209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8231402001769723209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway!!!........'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-8812987800201464399</id><published>2009-03-25T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:00:12.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Future.......</title><content type='html'>Food for thought, a lot of food, it's not too long.  Be sure to pause my music so you can hear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QbupWjKLcHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QbupWjKLcHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/4336819120415586374-8812987800201464399?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8812987800201464399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=8812987800201464399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8812987800201464399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8812987800201464399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-future.html' title='Back to the Future.......'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-3478275526924233369</id><published>2009-03-23T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:18:10.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Movie!!</title><content type='html'>&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/bHQ9MTIzNzg*MjgyMjE*MSZwdD*xMjM3ODQyOTEzMjgyJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*yNTllMTRkZjYzODc*OGIwYTVhNDNkMTBlNjYyZjhkMg==.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/fireproof/shaparra9705/fireproof-1.jpg?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s302/shaparra9705/fireproof-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce and I watched this movie the other night! Awesome movie.  Sometimes cheesy acting, etc, but the message is incredible.  We loved it.  I definately want to own this one.  Plus I have lots to work on in my marriage.  It is about a couple and what has happened to them over the years and their bad habits, and how they try to figure it all out!  Rent it from blockbuster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-3478275526924233369?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/3478275526924233369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=3478275526924233369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3478275526924233369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/3478275526924233369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-movie.html' title='Great Movie!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-1500831213986590354</id><published>2009-03-12T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:57:08.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frugal, Cheap anyone?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I was watching FOX news this morning.  I know, I know I try not to do it very often.  I let others tell me the whozee whatsits, and goingson.  But there I was.  They were talking to a lady who is known as the frugal queen more or less.  She was talking about different things she does to save money.  Her musband is a stay at home dad, and they save anywhere from 25-50% of her check every month and put it aside for when things get rough.  She boils her coffee in a pot and uses paper towels for filters, instead of real coffee filters.  That's a rough one for me, ya know, I think the coffee filters are what make &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; coffee, and they're so cute!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any then they were talking about what everyone does to save a buck.  So I thought I would see what all of you do to be a little frugal, to cut a few corners, etc.  Any ideas?!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-1500831213986590354?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1500831213986590354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=1500831213986590354' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1500831213986590354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/1500831213986590354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/frugal-cheap-anyone.html' title='Frugal, Cheap anyone?'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-9131523460603260547</id><published>2009-03-05T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:11:59.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For Miracles!</title><content type='html'>A few days ago my friend Sheral gave me a challenge.  I wanted to turn and run the other way, but I said ok!  She said, "Today we must look for a miracle."  Hmmmm, I said, okeedokee!  I said I would, and we reported the next morning.  I thought about it some, but not real intensely.  At a few different times it popped into my head, any miracles?  Nope! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I received a phone call from Dani, my daughter who is living in Mesa with her Dad.  That in itself is a miracle, she never calls, I have to call her!  But there have been some issues about her health.  A little scare that she might have been having some kidney problems.  Her father has had three kidney transplants, so I was a little, ok quite a bit, worried.  She had very high blood pressure and back pain.  Her dad finally took her in, and she called me after the appt.  Everything checked out as far as her kidneys!  Her muscles were working over time in her back because of a slight curvature.  I was very relieved.  So there was my miracle, because I was sure that it was major, because of the history with her dad, I was wrong.  A wonderful, sweet, tender mercy from a loving father in Heaven.  Then I was talking to my friend Toni, and told her about it, and she said she thought that would be such a good thing to try and do every day.  Find at least one miracle, every day.  Can we do it?  I am going to try, I need to stay more positive, even when I am PMSing!!!!!  What about you guys????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” Albert Einstein&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SbB20A4ubQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8zuQnxV_Lto/s1600-h/March+2009.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SbB20A4ubQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8zuQnxV_Lto/s400/March+2009.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309874596633013506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-9131523460603260547?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/9131523460603260547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=9131523460603260547' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/9131523460603260547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/9131523460603260547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-for-miracles.html' title='Looking For Miracles!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SbB20A4ubQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8zuQnxV_Lto/s72-c/March+2009.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-2787245745907238018</id><published>2009-02-26T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:01:57.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna Be Famous!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/Sac9QujmjAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BH1X-MeVonI/s1600-h/black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/Sac9QujmjAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BH1X-MeVonI/s400/black+and+white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307278043463977986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so much fun, all thanks to Michelle Harris!  I just created my very first CD album.  Well actually Brenna and I created it, I needed some serious help!  So Michelle, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the instructions on how to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Go to wikipedia's "random" page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first random article is the name of your band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Go to Quotations Page's "random quotations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few words of the very last quote on the page is the title of your album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Go to Flickr and click "explore last seven days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third picture no matter what, will be your album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Use photoshop or &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;http://www.picnik.com/&lt;/a&gt;, to put it all together.  Can't wait to see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-2787245745907238018?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/2787245745907238018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=2787245745907238018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/2787245745907238018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/2787245745907238018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-gonna-be-famous.html' title='I&apos;m gonna Be Famous!!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/Sac9QujmjAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BH1X-MeVonI/s72-c/black+and+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-871747702791533646</id><published>2009-02-20T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:41:15.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They do Grow Up!</title><content type='html'>I have really struggled at times with my children, (really, duh).  They grow up so fast and I feel like I don't get it.  I miss them being little and sweet.  I was making dinner last night and I told Connor he couldn't play the xbox, I was sick of it.  So he ran around playing like he was on a secret reconnaisance mission, (hilarious - PVC gun and all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-BUZDqmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wbpSdH5pq3I/s1600-h/P1000845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-BUZDqmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wbpSdH5pq3I/s320/P1000845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305027078440331874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he comes into the kitchen and is watching me get started to make tortillas.  I told him I remembered how he used to sit on the counter and help me stir and add things.  He hopped up on the counter and proceeded to help.  I think it was therapeutic for us both.  Funny guy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-Jq0z_EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7dWhtQyQRsg/s1600-h/P1000843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-Jq0z_EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7dWhtQyQRsg/s320/P1000843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305027221901278274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-SM7NC8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5tV_jvVbqjY/s1600-h/P1000844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-SM7NC8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5tV_jvVbqjY/s320/P1000844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305027368493845442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-871747702791533646?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/871747702791533646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=871747702791533646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/871747702791533646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/871747702791533646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-do-grow-up.html' title='They do Grow Up!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8-BUZDqmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wbpSdH5pq3I/s72-c/P1000845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-5892300691850461091</id><published>2009-02-20T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:29:52.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Away!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ85NQhQjdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/1rU6JY9kib4/s1600-h/P1000832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ85NQhQjdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/1rU6JY9kib4/s320/P1000832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305021786001280466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so slow at getting things up!  Bryce wanted to "get away" for Valentine's Weekend.  So it all kind of worked out.  We took my kids and met their dad so they could see him, and I got to see Dani also, so that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ88jwnQBXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-2oXgb4l4Yo/s1600-h/P1000836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ88jwnQBXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-2oXgb4l4Yo/s320/P1000836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305025471108351346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ83xxfvGdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QJDQ1D9Ftms/s1600-h/P1000842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ83xxfvGdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QJDQ1D9Ftms/s320/P1000842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305020214305298898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Bryce got us set up in a little bed and breakfast called, Prescott Pines.  I have never stayed in a bed and breakfast before, so this was pretty exciting for me.  I had no idea that breakfast meant you really have a time to be there and sit at a table with others who are staying there.  We met people from California and Phoenix.  It was very quaint and fun.  If I had been on the ball I would have really made up a fun story for Bryce and I, but then I would have had to remeber it everytime we saw anyone.  But I could have said something like this when he introduced me, "What, you have a wife!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8583X--rI/AAAAAAAAAFI/blcEOy2rbWY/s1600-h/P1000833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ8583X--rI/AAAAAAAAAFI/blcEOy2rbWY/s320/P1000833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305022603885214386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he so very cute?    &lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of snow from earlier in the week, so we couldn't really do any hiking, but we walked around downtown Prescott, right down Whiskey Row, (oooooooh, are you gonna tell my mom!?)  We had fun with each other just hanging out.  Chocolate covered strawberries on Valentine's, and I won't continue on, okeedokee!!!  I felt horribly guilty about missing our church again, third week in a row for me because of my Grandma's passing, but we did go to church on Sunday in Cottonwood.  Don't you just love getting away when it is a good get away?  Because I have definately had some bad get aways.  What about you guys?  Any good any bad?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ88P_ITIVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jnbbFco5MoU/s1600-h/P1000835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ88P_ITIVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jnbbFco5MoU/s320/P1000835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305025131407679826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-5892300691850461091?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/5892300691850461091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=5892300691850461091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/5892300691850461091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/5892300691850461091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/get-away.html' title='Get Away!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZ85NQhQjdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/1rU6JY9kib4/s72-c/P1000832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-4918059347114693439</id><published>2009-02-11T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:36:24.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the Past!!</title><content type='html'>Whew!  Got back from Idaho Monday night.  Went through some scary snow storms, three to be exact.  Those pictures are on my phone and I don't know how to get those from there to here.  Baby steps remember?  I was antsy to get home, and then I get home and wonder why was I so anxious to get here?  Am I just one of those people who are never satisfied?!  While I was in Idaho I glanced thorugh a few pictures my mom had out.  Grabbed a few and thought I'd let you see a few.  Kind of fun!  I don't think any of my children look like me though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMVdt8taHI/AAAAAAAAADo/C3JAnpdp938/s1600-h/SCAN0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMVdt8taHI/AAAAAAAAADo/C3JAnpdp938/s320/SCAN0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301604786639825010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             My mom and dad 1957 25yrs and 30 yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMXvt7dprI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tkN6Otztz6E/s1600-h/SCAN0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMXvt7dprI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tkN6Otztz6E/s320/SCAN0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301607294895498930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   1972 - 4 yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMYEPcoT4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/WAr2ghuuRbE/s1600-h/SCAN0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMYEPcoT4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/WAr2ghuuRbE/s320/SCAN0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301607647490363266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 1971 - 3 years I had a big mouth then also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMYbcq-JDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/o11F7Z7BtJc/s1600-h/SCAN0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMYbcq-JDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/o11F7Z7BtJc/s320/SCAN0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301608046177166386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       About 1976 My little borther next to me then mom my brother and my nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMY9rgmI9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Is9JvFRk97g/s1600-h/SCAN0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMY9rgmI9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Is9JvFRk97g/s320/SCAN0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301608634275734482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                 Around 1978 I am in the 3rd or 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMZRTAmNiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U-B_deUdkJ0/s1600-h/SCAN0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMZRTAmNiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U-B_deUdkJ0/s320/SCAN0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301608971296454178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Around 1978 or 9 Mucklucks and all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-4918059347114693439?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/4918059347114693439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=4918059347114693439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4918059347114693439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4918059347114693439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SZMVdt8taHI/AAAAAAAAADo/C3JAnpdp938/s72-c/SCAN0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-7797012920406061500</id><published>2009-02-06T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:26:31.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickieee!</title><content type='html'>Well It's Friday!  I dececided to get on the computer here in American Falls, Idaho.  I am still at my mom's.  The funeral was beautiful, everything went beautifully.  My mom  was exhausted!  My sister-in-law and I have been cleaning like crazy at my  mom's.  She is driving us in her car home on Monday.  Me to Vegas and they will continue on to Chandler.  We want her to beable to focus on Grandma's stuff when she returns and not feel like she has everything else to do also.  By the way I am also using Dial up.  It really is a pain.  Maybe I will try and find some old picutres of me and I will figure out how to scan them and see if you can recognize me!  That would be a hoot!  Thanks for all of your condolensces and well wishings, and thank you to everyone who has gone the extra mile recently for me, I love ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-7797012920406061500?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/7797012920406061500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=7797012920406061500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/7797012920406061500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/7797012920406061500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/quickieee.html' title='Quickieee!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-2231331913991303299</id><published>2009-01-29T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:22:30.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHvos3VGXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/onWWTiZUwfM/s1600-h/P1000639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHvos3VGXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/onWWTiZUwfM/s320/P1000639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296778119281449330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing a tribute to my Grandmother, Dora Mazuren.  She passed away yesterday morning.  I know that none of you knew her, but I am part of her and felt this was fitting.  She was 99 years young.  The last time I saw her was in July on our way back from Yellowstone.  We had Dani and Jessica with us and they just loved on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHwGZXfmMI/AAAAAAAAADY/ADlbbAiVOHM/s1600-h/P1000641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHwGZXfmMI/AAAAAAAAADY/ADlbbAiVOHM/s320/P1000641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296778629443721410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been the only Grandma I have had.  She lived a long wonderful life.  She was an amazing singer, and yodeler.  She was just amazing.  I wish you could all have heard her.  I have wonderful memories as child of all of the things she made.  Every time they came for a visit she would put neat things she had made for us on our beds, and we would get home from school and have special things waiting for us.  She was very clever and artsy, she could sew, crochet...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother has taken care of my Grandma for many years, and the last couple of years it has been very taxing.  Her little body was just tired, but her mind was still with it.  The last couple of weeks she really deteriorated and it was so hard for my mom to watch her suffer.  As I watched all my mom did for her mom, I thought that is such a wonderful tribute to her.  She raised her daughter well and good, with much love that was returned.  I told my mom  I hoped I could be as fine a daughter as she has been and I hope that my daughters will be as well.  I am glad my Grandma is not suffereing any longer, and listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin told me yesterday was national sisters day, and her Grammy was my Grandmas sister.  She thought it was so wonderful that they were together on national sisters day.  Isn't that just so cute.  I am excited to see all of my family.  We are leaving Saturday for the funeral on Monday.  Then I will stay for about a week with my mom afterwards.  I am sad, but I am finding it hard to be really sad, do you understand?  I hope so.  Love your moms and Grandmas, they are indeed special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHzKjiF1bI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ip5HNJviZEY/s1600-h/P1000640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHzKjiF1bI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ip5HNJviZEY/s400/P1000640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296781999426885042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-2231331913991303299?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/2231331913991303299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=2231331913991303299' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/2231331913991303299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/2231331913991303299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/tribute.html' title='Tribute......'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SYHvos3VGXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/onWWTiZUwfM/s72-c/P1000639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-8376189828128027782</id><published>2009-01-18T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:34:19.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the BARNEY-MILLER Cleaning!!</title><content type='html'>I decided I needed to give plug for Sheral Barneys and my new business!  Yes we are Barney Miller, now sing the music that goes along with it!, I am!!!!  Sheral and I are cleaning rentals and foreclosures.  We are very cute, and sometimes depending upon the pay we could do a little dance too, we have cute aprons!  Just kidding about the dance.  We placed an add on Craigs List and a guy called us and has been sending us business.  It is awesome.  We are having lots of laughs and some frustrations.  We cleaned a 3000 sq ft home saturday.  Exhausted after 5 hours of cleaning, got in my car and it wouldn't start!  Sheral smiled, I tried, we said a prayer, It started finally later that night.  I left out some of my not so positive face makings!  If you hear of anyone or know realestate people who need us, Who you gonna call??  (Are you hearing ghost buster music?)  Don't call the ghostbusters, call Sheral or I!  I post a picture of us in our aprons soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-8376189828128027782?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8376189828128027782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=8376189828128027782' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8376189828128027782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8376189828128027782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-barney-miller-cleaning.html' title='It&apos;s the BARNEY-MILLER Cleaning!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-7525300169885206526</id><published>2009-01-18T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:19:56.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You say down dog?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i457.photobucket.com/albums/qq297/kerijeanmiller/hym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 188px;" src="http://i457.photobucket.com/albums/qq297/kerijeanmiller/hym.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i457.photobucket.com/albums/qq297/kerijeanmiller/Mukesh-in-a-Yoga-Position-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 280px;" src="http://i457.photobucket.com/albums/qq297/kerijeanmiller/Mukesh-in-a-Yoga-Position-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say yoga!  I say Yoga!  I say Yoga Booty Ballet!  It's the beginning of this wonderful year, (because it is going to be wonderful right!!!!!?) and for working out we hadn't done Yoga in a while.  Well, we did it the other day.  These girls that we watch are really incredible, but they have wonderful quotes and such that flash on throughout the workout.  You sit down in the beginning and create an intention for the workout, (I have a hard time deciding if I am going to shower or not, but oh well!)  You sit in "easy pose"  and close your eyes.  Then you open your hands at your chest in open receptivity.  You know with as silly as it sounds I really do love its' intent.  I do need to be more open and receptive to what is good.  Those blessings that my Father in Heaven wants to send to me.  I am divine and by darn I am going to continue to work on my "bulabunda"  (it's a kaegle exercise!  Love the word though!)  That was supposed to be funny guys!  No really,  I am going to get back this year to doing the things I used to enjoy doing that have gone by the way side!  I am going to be creative and do projects and finish them!!!  (Yay the crowd goes wild!)  Truly though, the divine in me recognizes the divine in you!  Namasta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-7525300169885206526?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/7525300169885206526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=7525300169885206526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/7525300169885206526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/7525300169885206526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-you-say-down-dog.html' title='Did You say down dog?????'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-2461933523548425138</id><published>2009-01-08T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:20:08.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She'll Be comin Round the Mountain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnQi8eNWI/AAAAAAAAACg/il7WnLORoLY/s1600-h/P1000787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnQi8eNWI/AAAAAAAAACg/il7WnLORoLY/s400/P1000787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957977605059938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnPEtuCTI/AAAAAAAAACY/juKoAUZIKuQ/s1600-h/P1000786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnPEtuCTI/AAAAAAAAACY/juKoAUZIKuQ/s400/P1000786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957952310249778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnNY3BkhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9gQkPLE1gBk/s1600-h/P1000783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnNY3BkhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9gQkPLE1gBk/s400/P1000783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957923358249490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Charleston in the winter!  Fun, fun, fun!  We found some cheap sleds at Big 5 and headed up on Friday.  I thought it would just be covered up there.  But there wasn't as much as last year!  But we had fun any way.  some of our children wouldn't play, so by darn they are not pictured!!  I am not pictured either, because remember, I don't like pictures!!  Brenna was the dare devil.  That girl I swear!  She was going off jumps, my whole body hurt watching her.  But I do have to say I went off a jump too, just not as fast!  Jessica had her friend with her.  Tyler and Connor both lost shoes, it was hilarious!  I hope these memories last a long, long time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-2461933523548425138?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/2461933523548425138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=2461933523548425138' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/2461933523548425138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/2461933523548425138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/shell-be-comin-round-mountain.html' title='She&apos;ll Be comin Round the Mountain....'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYnQi8eNWI/AAAAAAAAACg/il7WnLORoLY/s72-c/P1000787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-7025730197026831779</id><published>2009-01-07T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:26:19.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVGGzn9y7I/AAAAAAAAACI/-tIUfQRoz64/s1600-h/P1000767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVGGzn9y7I/AAAAAAAAACI/-tIUfQRoz64/s400/P1000767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288710420167510962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do need to make mention of my tree.  It was very exciting this year!.  I was whining to my friend Sheral one very early morn ( it was a working out morning!)  I really was whining.  I told her my tree decoration were so sad!  I just didn't like them at all.  It was just this modge podge of a tree with ornament that Bryce had before we got married and all these different colors that we had to combine because so many had been busted by yep, you know, macks tail.  You see I am kind of out the stage with babies getting all the ornaments, so sad!  Well, back to the story, Sheral says Keri, go through these books, we are going to come up with some decorations for you!  So we came up with a red and white tree, and it was magnificent.  I just loved it.  She had a bunch of red and white scrap book paper, that I made into different sized cones.  I had clear beads.  I found some really cute snowflakes at Target for cheap.  Then I curled cheap red and white ribbon and threw it all over the tree.  It was so fun!  I just love it.  I promise never to whine again, (you can't see that my fingers are crossed can you?)  I also forgot to mention that we had a most wonderful breakfast Christmas morning prepared by Steve Dover.  Hence this wonderful picutre! (Crepes, stuffed frenchtoast...feeling hungry?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYoefUIo4I/AAAAAAAAACo/zz2qmR26uEA/s1600-h/P1000781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWYoefUIo4I/AAAAAAAAACo/zz2qmR26uEA/s400/P1000781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288959316660364162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-7025730197026831779?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/7025730197026831779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=7025730197026831779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/7025730197026831779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/7025730197026831779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-christmas-tree1.html' title='My Christmas Tree!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVGGzn9y7I/AAAAAAAAACI/-tIUfQRoz64/s72-c/P1000767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-8035673115028050554</id><published>2009-01-07T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:09:58.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time and Yes----snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDfvBg9wI/AAAAAAAAACA/z2JGzQhJHHM/s1600-h/P1000758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDfvBg9wI/AAAAAAAAACA/z2JGzQhJHHM/s400/P1000758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288707549894342402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDfdu54QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VEJK0CLQXA4/s1600-h/P1000761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDfdu54QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VEJK0CLQXA4/s400/P1000761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288707545252880642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDexFODFI/AAAAAAAAABw/GP3sAt7Jpic/s1600-h/P1000765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDexFODFI/AAAAAAAAABw/GP3sAt7Jpic/s400/P1000765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288707533266881618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep it snowed.  We didn't build a snowman, but the chilies did play in it!  I will add a few photos, (because I learned how to do that! Steve)  We had a very quiet Christmas this year!  All of the kids were with their other parent, except Tyler.  He couldn't miss that much work.  So we had fun, I hope!  Other things also happened, kinda sad things, no pretty sad.  Dani decided she wanted to have a go living with her Dad in Arizona.  So she did not come back with Brenna and Connor after Christmas.  It is something I try not to dwell on, but I hope she is successful and all she hopes for happens.  We miss her very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-8035673115028050554?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8035673115028050554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=8035673115028050554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8035673115028050554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/8035673115028050554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-time-and-yes-snow.html' title='Christmas Time and Yes----snow!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SWVDfvBg9wI/AAAAAAAAACA/z2JGzQhJHHM/s72-c/P1000758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-6003297267823124661</id><published>2009-01-05T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:42:31.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebatical!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, yes!  Here I am.  I am finally getting back on my blogg and maybe I will write a little.  Steve Dover helped me figure out the picture part so now I can even put some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to work my way back wards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December I turned 40.  Yes I did, I turned 40!!!  Scary!  Bryce had a little surprie birthday party at our house for me.  He did it the week before my birthday so I was very surprised.  My friend Toni and sister-in-law Korby were big players in this also!  It was fun and a great way to ring in this birthday I didn't want!  But so sad I have no pictures of this grand night.  That' ok, I don't like me in pictures any way.  It is hard to believe I have probably lived 1/2 of my life.  I am going to make sure I do better this second half!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-6003297267823124661?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/6003297267823124661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=6003297267823124661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/6003297267823124661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/6003297267823124661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2009/01/sebatical.html' title='Sebatical!!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-5557198873926980053</id><published>2008-12-09T19:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:12:07.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oookeedokee!</title><content type='html'>Oh my!  I look at everyone's blogs and you all have such cute things to say and show!  I think I am scared to tell what goes on and is said behind our closed doors.  I think at one time I used to be clever!  Where it went I do not know!  I think at one time I used to be creative, where it went?  Oh well!  I sure do enjoy all of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to get my tree and lights outside all done!   That is exciting!  Still no Christmas presents bought yet! (There!  There is a deep dark secret, a-ha!)  I have made a few though!   I am smiling now, so this has done its job!  Hope it did for you too!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-5557198873926980053?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/5557198873926980053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=5557198873926980053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/5557198873926980053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/5557198873926980053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/oookeedokee.html' title='Oookeedokee!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-385048753779575889</id><published>2008-12-02T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:25:07.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I finally managed to get back on. I don't have any pictures (aaaaah, so sad!) We celebrated Connor and Chase's birthday. Chase turned 15 on November 15, and Connor turned 11 on November 16. It was fun. We also had a very nice Thanksgiving. We had no children. It was very quiet. Bryce and I went to Bryce's parents and it was a rather small gathering also. Our children were at their other parents houses. They all had good food, though and had enjoyable times. I think I am not very good at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was really exciting was I realized I had some comments from my pictures, I hadn't checked that out. So I got to do that. It was very clever and exciting! I will write soon, somehow I have got to be more interesting!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336819120415586374-385048753779575889?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/385048753779575889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=385048753779575889' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/385048753779575889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/385048753779575889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336819120415586374.post-4567589969324042278</id><published>2008-11-20T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:22:36.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is It!</title><content type='html'>I am now a BLOGGER! Thanks to Toni! I am not sure if I am creative enough to do this, but I'm here now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I should tell you about what Dani and I just finished. We participated in the stake melodrama; Dogsbreath Devereaux or Nurses! Foiled Again! I was Nurse Hilda Hatchet, and Dani was Trixie St. James, a Dansuh from Brooklyn! I even made her costume, I am so proud!!!! We had so much fun. We practiced for 6 weeks with the cast and then had 3 performances. Everyone said they loved it, and how funny it was! We are sad it is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_v3UPtSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lpZZx_eom4E/s1600-h/2008+11+15_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270970505419011362" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_v3UPtSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lpZZx_eom4E/s400/2008+11+15_0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_vEokB2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pp9kYyRcLAQ/s1600-h/2008+11+15_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270970491814020962" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_vEokB2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pp9kYyRcLAQ/s400/2008+11+15_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_wLcIwVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wp8tPJOxdx8/s1600-h/2008+11+15_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270970510820819282" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_wLcIwVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wp8tPJOxdx8/s400/2008+11+15_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4336819120415586374-4567589969324042278?l=bandkmiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/4567589969324042278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336819120415586374&amp;postID=4567589969324042278' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4567589969324042278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336819120415586374/posts/default/4567589969324042278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandkmiller.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-it.html' title='This is It!'/><author><name>Keri Miller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09666742632044700301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SeSwQl7ujRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xODO34dj3Do/S220/P1000877.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLpkLTocrsU/SSY_v3UPtSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lpZZx_eom4E/s72-c/2008+11+15_0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
