<?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-1379397596945892105</id><updated>2011-07-28T05:36:04.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A daughter may outgrow your lap, but she will never outgrow your heart.  ~Author Unknown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8729443782942874469</id><published>2011-04-30T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T17:45:50.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring is good!</title><content type='html'>There is nothing more satisfying than sitting down at the kitchen table with a notebook, ready to make a grocery list and listening to absolutely nothing.  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Since my last post Max turned 2, several birthdays have come and gone (happy birthday Max, Patty, Sydney, Steve, Clarisee, Mary, Chelsey, Logan, Claire and Alex), and several memorable events have taken place. I now know how Rumpelstiltskin felt, I feel almost as if I have slept through the past 5 months! Looking back I can't help but remember something my old boss told me...he said "when you are in high school it seems as though life goes so slow, after you graduate and get married it picks up the pace, but when you have children, your life is over." Time is flying by me at a speed which feels like it could break the sound barrier, I am trying to slow it down but I think I am fighting a losing battle. I could try to catch up but instead I think I will just post some pictures of the last several months just so everyone can see the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday Max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503212909940972306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9W-_xgGxI/AAAAAAAAAng/7d8WvHKgS7M/s400/P1030894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503224692110645986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9hszxp2uI/AAAAAAAAAsg/hjQ43TDWfB8/s400/P1030883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9hdHChbbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/KAiCo4XnxGQ/s1600/P1030915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503224422403763634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9hdHChbbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/KAiCo4XnxGQ/s400/P1030915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9hO_cqbMI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/L8XkJWt_q9c/s1600/P1030905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503224179847752898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9hO_cqbMI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/L8XkJWt_q9c/s400/P1030905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Another Build-a-Bear Adventure, this time with Daxton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9f9UWTIEI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nJ_RAJGlLKo/s1600/P1030953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503222776708931650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9f9UWTIEI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nJ_RAJGlLKo/s400/P1030953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9fzPhYuUI/AAAAAAAAArw/rrSHyCrEuA0/s1600/P1030957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503222603614566722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9fzPhYuUI/AAAAAAAAArw/rrSHyCrEuA0/s400/P1030957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9flaJtb6I/AAAAAAAAAro/50o7ra4i6Cg/s1600/P1030945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503222365949882274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9flaJtb6I/AAAAAAAAAro/50o7ra4i6Cg/s400/P1030945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9fZR6LKdI/AAAAAAAAArg/DE8WZzjdocw/s1600/P1030943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503222157578807762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9fZR6LKdI/AAAAAAAAArg/DE8WZzjdocw/s400/P1030943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9gIgWAm1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/aLPVCXaPR1Q/s1600/P1030964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503222968907504466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9gIgWAm1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/aLPVCXaPR1Q/s400/P1030964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9gufy9FFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-8OADqZ1AT4/s1600/P1030997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503223621595501650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9gufy9FFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-8OADqZ1AT4/s400/P1030997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9fAxMxDMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Kzl8i_3USQw/s1600/P1040011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503221736481557698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9fAxMxDMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Kzl8i_3USQw/s400/P1040011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9esBqaDEI/AAAAAAAAArI/Rjgwnswgy0A/s1600/P1030994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503221380123593794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9esBqaDEI/AAAAAAAAArI/Rjgwnswgy0A/s400/P1030994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ejOjcG6I/AAAAAAAAArA/0zK75QYQghE/s1600/P1030989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503221228965206946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ejOjcG6I/AAAAAAAAArA/0zK75QYQghE/s400/P1030989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A trip to the Aquarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9eLVClclI/AAAAAAAAAq4/jt41m1ek-mM/s1600/P1040046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503220818389594706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9eLVClclI/AAAAAAAAAq4/jt41m1ek-mM/s400/P1040046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9d-AJfK-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/CFFvneA0Rfs/s1600/P1040039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503220589443099618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9d-AJfK-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/CFFvneA0Rfs/s400/P1040039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9dXtlNeYI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8XDhMi-73qs/s1600/P1040030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503219931624077698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9dXtlNeYI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8XDhMi-73qs/s400/P1040030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9dDtE6SqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/siTY1-A89CA/s1600/P1040064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503219587891219106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9dDtE6SqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/siTY1-A89CA/s400/P1040064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9c2lwx_WI/AAAAAAAAAqY/yd12O5FcL_M/s1600/P1040040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503219362589441378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9c2lwx_WI/AAAAAAAAAqY/yd12O5FcL_M/s400/P1040040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9crFScSpI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/D6X0l05k3nI/s1600/P1040079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503219164893694610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9crFScSpI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/D6X0l05k3nI/s400/P1040079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meeting Lyla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ccAcZfxI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3_nnJRUkV-c/s1600/P1040090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503218905895239442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ccAcZfxI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3_nnJRUkV-c/s400/P1040090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9cTMvbAXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/DoK5I5-yIks/s1600/P1040092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503218754577432946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9cTMvbAXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/DoK5I5-yIks/s400/P1040092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9jjlMQmNI/AAAAAAAAAso/SJJ6exsCsoM/s1600/P1040086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503226732600137938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9jjlMQmNI/AAAAAAAAAso/SJJ6exsCsoM/s400/P1040086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9cFex24UI/AAAAAAAAAp4/GWn5y0AgfQs/s1600/P1040106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503218518901317954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9cFex24UI/AAAAAAAAAp4/GWn5y0AgfQs/s400/P1040106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9b4pv5BQI/AAAAAAAAApw/iibVWOTqEGY/s1600/P1040102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503218298507560194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9b4pv5BQI/AAAAAAAAApw/iibVWOTqEGY/s400/P1040102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sweet friend, Clarissee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memorial Day Celebrating those we love and miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9buz8RvrI/AAAAAAAAApo/XNbj_CT7jm0/s1600/P1040133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503218129445174962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9buz8RvrI/AAAAAAAAApo/XNbj_CT7jm0/s400/P1040133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9bLlIwJRI/AAAAAAAAApg/QPQHXroTOec/s1600/P1040167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503217524175545618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9bLlIwJRI/AAAAAAAAApg/QPQHXroTOec/s400/P1040167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9a-1xOM1I/AAAAAAAAApY/Nwb7Okbvtqo/s1600/P1040163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503217305301955410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9a-1xOM1I/AAAAAAAAApY/Nwb7Okbvtqo/s400/P1040163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9azAJ_93I/AAAAAAAAApQ/N1i3Z0MDNjM/s1600/P1040122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503217101931804530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9azAJ_93I/AAAAAAAAApQ/N1i3Z0MDNjM/s400/P1040122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9adT76fpI/AAAAAAAAApI/JptD5SlihAg/s1600/P1040135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503216729284312722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9adT76fpI/AAAAAAAAApI/JptD5SlihAg/s400/P1040135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sydney's Graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9aRWLs3PI/AAAAAAAAApA/RnYaBL2FEIk/s1600/P1040195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503216523728968946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9aRWLs3PI/AAAAAAAAApA/RnYaBL2FEIk/s400/P1040195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ZWVC-CfI/AAAAAAAAAow/7ueUtOkfsg4/s1600/P1040198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503215509811628530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ZWVC-CfI/AAAAAAAAAow/7ueUtOkfsg4/s400/P1040198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ZrKDijAI/AAAAAAAAAo4/jXzjxMOULBk/s1600/P1040203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503215867638483970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ZrKDijAI/AAAAAAAAAo4/jXzjxMOULBk/s400/P1040203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ZK0s5vsI/AAAAAAAAAoo/9aYUMu3TISY/s1600/P1040214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503215312150576834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9ZK0s5vsI/AAAAAAAAAoo/9aYUMu3TISY/s400/P1040214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daxton's 2nd Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9Yxdq3RHI/AAAAAAAAAog/A54DRHuqS8Q/s1600/P1040240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503214876471280754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9Yxdq3RHI/AAAAAAAAAog/A54DRHuqS8Q/s400/P1040240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9Yly5QksI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zCds6biT3Mo/s1600/P1040276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503214676010373826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9Yly5QksI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zCds6biT3Mo/s400/P1040276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pool Parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9YSoJZIbI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eBvsMxXAvgU/s1600/P1040283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503214346707739058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9YSoJZIbI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eBvsMxXAvgU/s400/P1040283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9YFQ0Zc_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/0ziQpOPVL5M/s1600/P1040289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503214117107364850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9YFQ0Zc_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/0ziQpOPVL5M/s400/P1040289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9X4Lzd5zI/AAAAAAAAAoA/JJFqtfZvHL4/s1600/P1040307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503213892422985522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9X4Lzd5zI/AAAAAAAAAoA/JJFqtfZvHL4/s400/P1040307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9XquE5kjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/EeK6wnRGrxo/s1600/P1040319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503213661104738866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9XquE5kjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/EeK6wnRGrxo/s400/P1040319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9Xbv3nj0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/8fbq63qce28/s1600/P1040346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503213403887865666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9Xbv3nj0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/8fbq63qce28/s400/P1040346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popcicles with Sadie (our new puppy)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9XPiW52GI/AAAAAAAAAno/fCaShM7Wqck/s1600/P1040351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503213194102560866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9XPiW52GI/AAAAAAAAAno/fCaShM7Wqck/s400/P1040351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/1379397596945892105-4045784551017533091?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4045784551017533091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4045784551017533091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4045784551017533091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4045784551017533091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/TF9W-_xgGxI/AAAAAAAAAng/7d8WvHKgS7M/s72-c/P1030894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6965052525813329409</id><published>2010-02-20T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:24:30.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shower for Lyla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/2e24346f.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2e24346f.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hile we were in California we decided to have a surprise shower for Heidi and Lyla since we couldn't make it to the big one in January.  It was so much fun decorating the campsite with everyone!  I think it made everyone just a little more excited for Lyla to get here.  March is fast approaching but it always feels more real when you start getting things for your new baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Lyla,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we are all anxiously awaiting the day when we can hold you in our arms and welcome you into our family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6965052525813329409?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6965052525813329409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6965052525813329409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6965052525813329409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6965052525813329409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/shower-for-lyla.html' title='A Shower for Lyla'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4741366601338532328</id><published>2010-02-20T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:32:49.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Time with our Fisher Family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/1c96854c.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1c96854c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is always so nice to leave the cold and snow of Utah and take a nice trip to Southern California to spend time with our family. We look forward to our visits with all the Fishers, we always have so much fun together even if we are just sitting together talking and laughing. We are so blessed to have such a wonderful family! Time spent together is priceless. We wouldn't trade one moment of our time in California for anything in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was especially momentous because on New Years day I made a resolution to myself that this was the year for me to focus on myself and achieve my dreams. I have spent so many years taking care of everyone else, I decided I needed to focus on my goals. Having said this to Troy, I was enjoying the beautiful sunny morning, having breakfast with the people I love and had just sat down to text my dearest friend Clarisee (who was coming to see me that day). I couldn't have been more happy or content when a seagull flew by and pooped all over me. When I say all over me, I mean ALL OVER me. Stunned, I sat there not knowing exactly what to do or what to think. Everyone had rushed over for the photo opportunity and to help me in whatever way they possibly could (priorities people)! As I sat there with everyone trying to clean me up, I couldn't help but think "why me?"  Instantly I gained perspective on the situation and thought to myself "if this is the worst thing that happens to me all year then I'm good!" All bad things in one big pile of poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was relating this story to one of my patients one day and she gasped and said to me "don't you know what that means? If a bird poops on your head it is a sign of good luck!" I couldn't believe my extreme fortune...how could I be so lucky! I was glad I chose to see this as an opportunity for growth not as a punishment or an event with negative consequences. Seeing the good in situations isn't always easy for me, I always try to remind myself to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;react. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Life is hard enough with all the things we can't control, the way we respond is very important, our reaction or should I say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ACTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; definitely makes life easier and more fun, and if you can laugh about it...even better! I wish for all those I love a happy and prosperous New Year and may the bird of life poop upon your head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;he positive thinker sees the invisible, feels the intangible, &amp;amp; achieves the impossible." --&lt;i&gt;Author unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4741366601338532328?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4741366601338532328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4741366601338532328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4741366601338532328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4741366601338532328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/special-time-with-our-fisher-family.html' title='Special Time with our Fisher Family!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-1455890231540714277</id><published>2010-02-20T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:54:16.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he best of all gifts around any Christmas tree:  the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;~Burton Hillis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CRWHVF74I/AAAAAAAAAl8/JMDpt7X-5FU/s1600-h/P1030615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CRWHVF74I/AAAAAAAAAl8/JMDpt7X-5FU/s400/P1030615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440508158974226306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE new jeans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CPOiGvK8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/_yn3aNJFcBQ/s1600-h/P1030651.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CPOiGvK8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/_yn3aNJFcBQ/s400/P1030651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440505829699562434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella and her new baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CPEiqAzPI/AAAAAAAAAls/eiHn8PW6JEs/s1600-h/P1030629.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CPEiqAzPI/AAAAAAAAAls/eiHn8PW6JEs/s400/P1030629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440505658048826610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max "head over heels" over his new toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CO5ruSU5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/WyNUEvMJUTs/s1600-h/P1030534.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CO5ruSU5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/WyNUEvMJUTs/s400/P1030534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440505471504110482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella put brownies and hot chocolate out for Santa in the living room coffee table on Christmas Eve...Christmas morning she checked and the hot chocolate was gone but so was the plate with the brownies!  She came running to Troy and I excitedly saying, "Santa came and he ate the hot chocolate but he took our plate...but that's okay, huh Mom?  Santa can have our plate."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Paisley, Chelsey and Kasey's dog kept eating the crumbs so Kasey moved the plate into the kitchen until we were done and forgot to put it back!  Oops...I think we are a little out of practice!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4COqfzNHyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/82mEeACd_u0/s1600-h/P1030637.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4COqfzNHyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/82mEeACd_u0/s400/P1030637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440505210605477666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sydney LOVES new clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;C&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hristmas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is most definitely my favorite time of year.  It is always so busy with shopping, parties, decorating, wrapping, etc.   Sometimes I wonder what it is about Christmas that brings me so much happiness and peace.  As I reflect over the past 46 years I can't help but have those warm feelings I get every year.  My Dad loved Christmas.  To him it was a time for music, t.v. movies, traditions like going to Temple Square and putting up decorations.  We always made cookies and took them to neighbors and caroled to them but to my Dad, Christmas was about family.  This feeling of happiness and peace for me always seems to overshadow the stress of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is no longer with us but his legacy lives through all of his children.   We all come together at this time of year in person if possible and in spirit if not, putting aside all our outside obligations and just enjoy being together as a family.  I can't help but think Dad is smiling down on us with satisfaction knowing that our traditions may be different in many ways but the love of family will never change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw431.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fqq32%2Fhygienegal%2F6e7b68df.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6e7b68df.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1379397596945892105-1455890231540714277?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1455890231540714277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=1455890231540714277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1455890231540714277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1455890231540714277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-day-2010.html' title='Christmas Day 2010'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S4CRWHVF74I/AAAAAAAAAl8/JMDpt7X-5FU/s72-c/P1030615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6293430854472445555</id><published>2010-02-16T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:34:34.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my sister and friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tSXb35fxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bclifIYdfpo/s1600-h/IMG_0981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tSXb35fxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bclifIYdfpo/s400/IMG_0981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439031537552686866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;hank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you for giving me the inspiration and the courage to share my life again.  Sometimes I feel as though I am an island in a sea of turmoil and chaos, feeling alone though surrounded by so many.  Your message to me was what I needed to push through it and continue on with what I started.  I need to write for myself most of all but also to share my feelings with those who love me and my family.  You are my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunshine &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jenn...I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6293430854472445555?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6293430854472445555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6293430854472445555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6293430854472445555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6293430854472445555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-my-sister-and-friend.html' title='To my sister and friend...'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tSXb35fxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bclifIYdfpo/s72-c/IMG_0981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5195539642188796717</id><published>2010-02-16T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:23:25.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's 3rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ovember 28th was Bella's birthday so we celebrated with a&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tinkerbell" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Party! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439018671706067458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tGqi3B0gI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1tndLKVTCNQ/s400/P1030522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our sweet Isabella turned into "Tinker Bella!" She was so adorable in her little Tinkerbell costume. We had our family over to celebrate &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bella's 3rd birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I can hardly believe it has been three years...where does time go? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tITMTOxFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sPdbhX4BFBM/s1600-h/P1030408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020469536605266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tITMTOxFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sPdbhX4BFBM/s400/P1030408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our little "TinkerBella"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tH6SgPzMI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bbhwLsX52vE/s1600-h/P1030503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020041705082050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tH6SgPzMI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bbhwLsX52vE/s400/P1030503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Grandma gave her a Tinkerbell doll which she loved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tHb44yNFI/AAAAAAAAAks/00Dj1K7tflw/s1600-h/P1030506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439019519432602706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tHb44yNFI/AAAAAAAAAks/00Dj1K7tflw/s400/P1030506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;She loved having all of her friends and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tHC8hCHhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZAYNHFGLvKE/s1600-h/P1030437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439019090909994514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tHC8hCHhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZAYNHFGLvKE/s400/P1030437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The kids had fun just playing and messing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;the toy room (kids will be kids!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tHtmuOhsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4aH86l4Ysxk/s1600-h/P1030518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439019823794128578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tHtmuOhsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4aH86l4Ysxk/s400/P1030518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Bella blowing out her candles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tGU1oK2HI/AAAAAAAAAkU/DYz71d1ik-g/s1600-h/P1030471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439018298786895986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tGU1oK2HI/AAAAAAAAAkU/DYz71d1ik-g/s400/P1030471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her cupcake cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tIHatKH-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/DXrAVSvHubM/s1600-h/P1030526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020267245019106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tIHatKH-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/DXrAVSvHubM/s400/P1030526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Max on sugar &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;overload!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Bella is so blessed to have so many people in her life who love her so much! Thank you to all of our family and friends who made her birthday so special...we love you all so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:x-large;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, you are the light of mine and your Daddy's eyes...we love you so much and thank Heavenly Father everyday for your sweet life. With love, Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5195539642188796717?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5195539642188796717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5195539642188796717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5195539642188796717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5195539642188796717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/n-ovember-28th-was-bellas-birthday-so.html' title='Bella&apos;s 3rd Birthday!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S3tGqi3B0gI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1tndLKVTCNQ/s72-c/P1030522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8921364685732091269</id><published>2010-01-24T12:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:32:00.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Sugarbabe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/5db41452.pbw" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5db41452.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 8, 2009 sweet Sugarbabe fell asleep after a beautiful day with family and went to be with Papa.  We are all so saddened she isn't here with us but we know she is where she wanted to be, by the side of her lifelong sweetheart.  It is hard to be sad knowing she is with Papa but we miss her so much, sometimes we are selfish and wish she were back here with us. I miss our weekly phone calls on Saturday or Sunday morning when we would talk about the babies, what had happened the week before, or just simply the weather.  She would always ask me "how are the newlyweds?"  She loved knowing what everyone was doing and what we all had accomplished.  I so miss those phone calls!  She loved reading my blog and said she would read it several times a day, just in case she missed something!  My blog became a symbol of the love I have for her, I would try to post things I thought she would like, it has been hard for me to post without her as my inspiration.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so blessed to be able to see her 3 times last year for several days, we celebrated her 89th birthday last New Years which was a hard one for her, it was her first birthday and anniversary away from Papa.  We wanted to give her something to plan for so we took a road trip to spend it with her.  We were so blessed to have her here for Chelsey and Kasey's wedding and then afterwards at Chuck's cabin.  We spent 3 days doing nothing but spending time together.  I will never forget one morning at the cabin, Sugarbabe in her beautiful pink robe just waking up and having breakfast together...I loved that moment!  It was always so wonderful watching her interact with Bella and Max, playing with them and sometimes just watching them play.  I am so glad they know her and have memories and pictures with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't trade one moment of the time I spent with Sugarbabe!  Every moment is so precious to me.  I am so glad I listened to my instincts and made the phone call I did a few days before she died.  I called her because Bella had fallen against the fireplace and split her head open, Troy was at work and I just needed someone to calm me down.  She always had such words of wisdom and would always make me feel more calm.  I miss our conversations so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently attended a funeral of a dear friend and the priest said something so powerful, he said "we come into this world with nothing...not even clothes on our back and we leave this world with nothing but the love we shared with those around us and the compassion we shared with others."  Sugarbabe left this earth with more riches than the wealthiest man.   Her love of family and the legacy of service and love were such an example to all of us.  These memories of Sugarbabe I will pass on to my children.  I miss her desperately but she will always be in my heart, no matter where I go or what I do,  I love you Sugarbabe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yrZzXdMNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/V_JiqwCECTY/s1600-h/Easter+08+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yrZzXdMNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/V_JiqwCECTY/s400/Easter+08+128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430403710475645138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yrDvzFb0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/JsMjzTDgI-A/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yrDvzFb0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/JsMjzTDgI-A/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430403331560664898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yqzOIRIFI/AAAAAAAAAjw/MUrzui9xy1o/s1600-h/P8130043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yqzOIRIFI/AAAAAAAAAjw/MUrzui9xy1o/s400/P8130043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430403047644799058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yqjyOCm2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/XHXaBSKXrmc/s1600-h/P8120037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yqjyOCm2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/XHXaBSKXrmc/s400/P8120037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430402782454782818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8921364685732091269?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8921364685732091269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8921364685732091269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8921364685732091269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8921364685732091269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-sugarbabe.html' title='Goodbye Sugarbabe!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/S1yrZzXdMNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/V_JiqwCECTY/s72-c/Easter+08+128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4398172899995666195</id><published>2010-01-12T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:05:35.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am so sorry I haven't posted for so long...I have been in sort of a funk.  Sweet Sugarbabe passed away in November and I just haven't had it in me to write, but I promise I will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4398172899995666195?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4398172899995666195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4398172899995666195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4398172899995666195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4398172899995666195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-update.html' title='Blog Update'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5093425831680223864</id><published>2009-11-04T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:14:57.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/fba3a70e.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fba3a70e.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Halloween is such a fun holiday for me!  When I was little my parents always made each holiday so memorable and exciting, a tradition I have tried to pass down to my children.  I am so happy our neighborhood still embraces old-fashioned "trick-or-treating" so my kids won't grow up thinking "trunk-or-treat" is how it is done.  It is so much fun dressing up under your costume so you won't get cold, trudging from house to house collecting goodies, hoping for good ones!  I remember getting all excited when we got a full-sized candy bar instead of the little fun-sized ones!  Trick-or-treating was hard work and a lot of sacrifice but so worth it.  It was so much fun after, trading candy with my brothers and sisters.  They always wanted to trade with me because I never liked chocolate growing up, I always went for the Sweetarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we had everyone down to our house for Halloween and "trick-or-treating."  Troy and I made soup for everyone, with my mom bringing breadsticks and stuff to make Carmel Apple Cider for everyone afterward to warm their little tummies!  Jenn and Nate made homemade sugar cookies in the shape of pumpkins and Rick and Karen brought pumpkin pie for the adults.  It was so much fun getting the kids ready to go, they were all so excited!  We piled them in wagons with blankets and Troy, Chelsey and the others took off with the kids.  My mom, Kasey and I stayed behind to pass out candy.  We had so many trick-or-treaters that we actually gave out all of the candy we had!  It was so fun to see the cute costumes and the adorable children.  It was such a gorgeous night and the moon was hanging huge in the sky!  All in all, it was an amazing night!  The "witching hour" is over and we have a whole year until we can celebrate "all hollows eve" once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIY6DNvm8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/jNgzbP4t8I4/s1600-h/P1030348.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIY6DNvm8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/jNgzbP4t8I4/s400/P1030348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400406288745077698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max and Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIZDUH2VOI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rJglq901y9U/s1600-h/P1030367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIZDUH2VOI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rJglq901y9U/s400/P1030367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400406447902577890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max, not "loving" his costume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYuCXMQaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wkVmkxFM3xs/s1600-h/P1030336.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYuCXMQaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wkVmkxFM3xs/s400/P1030336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400406082357838242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma helping Bella with her costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYh6THQwI/AAAAAAAAAiw/eL5TUtkytmc/s1600-h/P1030381.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYh6THQwI/AAAAAAAAAiw/eL5TUtkytmc/s400/P1030381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400405874034819842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The group getting ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYVgNZXxI/AAAAAAAAAio/2nQEOOfQv-Y/s1600-h/P1030341.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYVgNZXxI/AAAAAAAAAio/2nQEOOfQv-Y/s400/P1030341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400405660873088786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire Bo Peep &amp;amp; Bella Sleeping Beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYIuF8a5I/AAAAAAAAAig/NPFKnhM86W4/s1600-h/P1030396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYIuF8a5I/AAAAAAAAAig/NPFKnhM86W4/s400/P1030396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400405441261628306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey &amp;amp; Chelsey, a cute 50's couple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  (Nice job on the skirt if I do say so myself!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYBF9L9dI/AAAAAAAAAiY/foFI6sUlKPI/s1600-h/P1030389.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIYBF9L9dI/AAAAAAAAAiY/foFI6sUlKPI/s400/P1030389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400405310228395474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sydney, the "Pink Lady" &amp;amp; Max the Lion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIX43SIh0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/x2jCQzjgtlc/s1600-h/P1030388.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIX43SIh0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/x2jCQzjgtlc/s400/P1030388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400405168850765634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy's witch pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIXviEVFdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ag2oENPKlTs/s1600-h/P1030390.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIXviEVFdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ag2oENPKlTs/s400/P1030390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400405008536901074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max the lion stretching his back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIXf8mHhEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/4IAUFX3lXSQ/s1600-h/P1030393.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIXf8mHhEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/4IAUFX3lXSQ/s400/P1030393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400404740780033090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Lion and Charlie Brown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIXS9EIobI/AAAAAAAAAh4/qE63BMi9jJQ/s1600-h/P1030395.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIXS9EIobI/AAAAAAAAAh4/qE63BMi9jJQ/s400/P1030395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400404517567635890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off we go!  See our wagon Sugarbabe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8cf9a2217dba2d78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cf9a2217dba2d78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329880872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D757D0D3D20BD786473FB9844D862EE4EFFA2A88E.4568743284403376FA6A01246F2687A42B6DE6BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cf9a2217dba2d78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dcds9k6MsQ_eRl3RwH8Y3YyiaoGQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cf9a2217dba2d78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329880872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D757D0D3D20BD786473FB9844D862EE4EFFA2A88E.4568743284403376FA6A01246F2687A42B6DE6BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cf9a2217dba2d78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dcds9k6MsQ_eRl3RwH8Y3YyiaoGQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5093425831680223864?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5093425831680223864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5093425831680223864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5093425831680223864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5093425831680223864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SvIY6DNvm8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/jNgzbP4t8I4/s72-c/P1030348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6500739679551730626</id><published>2009-10-17T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:07:49.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Leaves!</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago Sydney and I took the babies on a drive up the canyon to see the fall leaves.  Troy had football to watch, so we packed drinks and snacks and took off!  We drove up Parley's Canyon and stopped at the Park City outlets (of course) to do a little shopping.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXlR45ECI/AAAAAAAAAgY/e5GLttEovUk/s1600-h/P1030189.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXlR45ECI/AAAAAAAAAgY/e5GLttEovUk/s400/P1030189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393719801698390050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXX4keCYI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XE0IfHHnESI/s1600-h/P1030194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXX4keCYI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XE0IfHHnESI/s400/P1030194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393719571563547010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXFfZB4LI/AAAAAAAAAgI/6MnzsgcFN58/s1600-h/P1030171.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXFfZB4LI/AAAAAAAAAgI/6MnzsgcFN58/s400/P1030171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393719255567032498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then drove up Main Street in Park City...there was so much going on.  It seemed like everyone had the same idea as we did!  There was a little Farmers Market on Main Street, bustling with people buying fruits, vegetables and art!  This is Park City remember!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpaDPAWcAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9KFWzH_l2ds/s1600-h/P1030181.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpaDPAWcAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9KFWzH_l2ds/s400/P1030181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393722515343699970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpZ1981c7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/U5D2iBY6Qh8/s1600-h/P1030180.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpZ1981c7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/U5D2iBY6Qh8/s400/P1030180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393722287427253170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpapHriZNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Deqf5ymcTdM/s1600-h/P1030178.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpapHriZNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Deqf5ymcTdM/s400/P1030178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393723166212383954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we went to Park City we drove up to Heber City and grabbed something to eat, then we went over to the Homestead which is one of my favorite places!  We needed to stretch our bones and have a potty break.  The kids had fun running around and smelling the flowers.  It was such a great day!  I seriously love this time of year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Stpb4FoGLpI/AAAAAAAAAhw/iGNKbYt1RjU/s1600-h/P1030211.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Stpb4FoGLpI/AAAAAAAAAhw/iGNKbYt1RjU/s400/P1030211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393724522870746770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbvX7HlyI/AAAAAAAAAho/yUlx5yv4R3s/s1600-h/P1030207.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbvX7HlyI/AAAAAAAAAho/yUlx5yv4R3s/s400/P1030207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393724373163546402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbjJe2JrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/wJ2dufLhoII/s1600-h/P1030205.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbjJe2JrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/wJ2dufLhoII/s400/P1030205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393724163128436402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbXmyQVDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/I09L0xrV3rk/s1600-h/P1030200.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbXmyQVDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/I09L0xrV3rk/s400/P1030200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393723964836041778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbNGjSyWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/eKRBAdhe4W0/s1600-h/P1030198.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbNGjSyWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/eKRBAdhe4W0/s400/P1030198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393723784384661858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbCkk1P-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/CWCg5laIzR4/s1600-h/P1030195.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpbCkk1P-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/CWCg5laIzR4/s400/P1030195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393723603465617378" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1379397596945892105-6500739679551730626?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6500739679551730626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6500739679551730626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6500739679551730626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6500739679551730626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-leaves.html' title='Fall Leaves!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpXlR45ECI/AAAAAAAAAgY/e5GLttEovUk/s72-c/P1030189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5114236980187076512</id><published>2009-10-17T16:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:35:04.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning Sydney, Bella, Max and I all took off early and went to the zoo.  It was an absolutely gorgeous fall day here in Utah at about 67 degrees so we took advantage and spent it at the zoo.  The little ones love animals and were especially excited to see the new baby elephant "Zuri" that was born this summer.  I always enjoy spending time with my kids and today was no exception.  Sydney is always game for any adventure I may come up with, she is my little buddy!  We always have so much fun together!  The babies are so full of wonder!  It is so exciting to see things through their eyes!  Bella was a little disappointed because she didn't get to see the lions.  I tried to explain to her that the lion at the Hogle Zoo wasn't there anymore.  I can't remember if it got sent somewhere else or if it died.  I think it died but nonetheless, she was sad!  I think she was talking about the lion we saw at the Wild Animal Park last year in San Diego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we all had a fabulous day!  The leaves up Immigration Canyon were beautiful and just spending time with my children is always a pleasure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNFW7XlbI/AAAAAAAAAew/UlIDcPG8iAA/s1600-h/P1030270.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNFW7XlbI/AAAAAAAAAew/UlIDcPG8iAA/s400/P1030270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393708258178864562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella looking at the monkeys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOljquMHI/AAAAAAAAAf4/r9WsiFk2k3k/s400/P1030271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709910866145394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max just wanted to get out and run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOdMSzZuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/D6J-2vwG5sw/s1600-h/P1030292.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOdMSzZuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/D6J-2vwG5sw/s400/P1030292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709767152854754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The zebras are Sydney's favorite animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOUmwFOQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/o7xe0J67ec8/s1600-h/P1030287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOUmwFOQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/o7xe0J67ec8/s400/P1030287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709619636156674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sydney and Max on the Carousel, on a zebra no less!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOKKC8tWI/AAAAAAAAAfg/XXUWmq6nnJE/s1600-h/P1030269.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpOKKC8tWI/AAAAAAAAAfg/XXUWmq6nnJE/s400/P1030269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709440131970402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A momma and baby monkey, can you see his sweet face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpN9miUjsI/AAAAAAAAAfY/4-LUWCj14tU/s1600-h/P1030288.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpN9miUjsI/AAAAAAAAAfY/4-LUWCj14tU/s400/P1030288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709224441450178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A black bear waking up from his nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNxuLEW2I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/hXIe8ee4uG8/s1600-h/P1030276.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNxuLEW2I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/hXIe8ee4uG8/s400/P1030276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709020332972898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The star of the show...Zuri!  She was absolutely adorable...the kids loved her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNo_mBbSI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AHGn3re0cUQ/s1600-h/P1030280.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNo_mBbSI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AHGn3re0cUQ/s400/P1030280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393708870390607138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNfKsgWaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3P6HT3Lombo/s1600-h/P1030278.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNfKsgWaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3P6HT3Lombo/s400/P1030278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393708701571897762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpNU0C3MRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/BydAecyAKPE/s1600-h/P1030281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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We all were captivated by her!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-877107086cf2dcfd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D877107086cf2dcfd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329880872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2143C12CCB5741CB1D6937A1263CA93BD13466FB.8284F81511F29D1853CE63E3EC60D6037238F2D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D877107086cf2dcfd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbSzYFBkeo9LZCQ0ePTvCmFW602o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D877107086cf2dcfd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329880872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2143C12CCB5741CB1D6937A1263CA93BD13466FB.8284F81511F29D1853CE63E3EC60D6037238F2D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D877107086cf2dcfd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbSzYFBkeo9LZCQ0ePTvCmFW602o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2755862604628866898?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2755862604628866898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2755862604628866898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2755862604628866898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2755862604628866898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-at-zoo.html' title='A Day at the Zoo cont...'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-180682978596866148</id><published>2009-10-11T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:56:14.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJs5lQLx6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KGbWO6qOAEY/s1600-h/P1030250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJs5lQLx6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KGbWO6qOAEY/s400/P1030250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391491440424241058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were on the 17th floor of the Little America Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJrNi6WqOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/vEWL-rRHQDA/s1600-h/P1030247.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJrNi6WqOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/vEWL-rRHQDA/s400/P1030247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391489584369936610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could see every star!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJrDPxUJLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ipGv2-zyxzg/s1600-h/P1030242.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJrDPxUJLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ipGv2-zyxzg/s400/P1030242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391489407433057458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An anniversary kiss under the stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJq0ncGHVI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HYnWviq5Q4g/s1600-h/P1030244.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJq0ncGHVI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HYnWviq5Q4g/s400/P1030244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391489156088470866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Urban dwelling!  This is the life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJrea2WVRI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VdI9zxs_6nQ/s1600-h/P1030249.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJrea2WVRI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VdI9zxs_6nQ/s400/P1030249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391489874263430418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They came in and turned down the bed, gave us robes, fluffed pillows, and gave us chocolates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJroKz82eI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gJodtM1RRio/s1600-h/P1030256.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJroKz82eI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gJodtM1RRio/s400/P1030256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490041757096418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful bathroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJqmkvFGHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ls8N_1YZRHc/s1600-h/P1030241.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJqmkvFGHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ls8N_1YZRHc/s400/P1030241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391488914844620914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My true love and I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Troy and I had a fabulous anniversary weekend to celebrate our 11th anniversary!  Chelsey and Kasey came over and watched the kids overnight so Troy and I took off downtown and stayed at the Little America Hotel.  This place is amazing if you have never stayed there.  Talk about being pampered!  We had such a great time just spending the day together.  We went to our favorite place to eat, the Porcupine Grill for Oktoberfest.  It is such a fun place and the food is amazing.  Then we went downtown and hung out at the Gateway and went to a movie "Couples Retreat," which was so funny and thought provoking.  I think every couple should see it, it really makes you think.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had so much fun with you Troy, you are truly my best friend and I can't think of anyone I would rather be with than you!  You are the light of my life!  Happy Anniversary...'til next year!&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/1379397596945892105-180682978596866148?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/180682978596866148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=180682978596866148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/180682978596866148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/180682978596866148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/anniversary-weekend.html' title='Anniversary Weekend!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJs5lQLx6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KGbWO6qOAEY/s72-c/P1030250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-1685594070302431170</id><published>2009-10-11T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:28:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Daughters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJjreMLaFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Boy6fA89KLI/s1600-h/DSC_2919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJjreMLaFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Boy6fA89KLI/s400/DSC_2919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391481302405572690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;"Chelsey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; means safe harbor.  You are protected from storms and currents, you weather the storms of life with grace &amp;amp; beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJjXPyCU0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Nf0Vxl9dMNU/s1600-h/P1030078.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJjXPyCU0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Nf0Vxl9dMNU/s400/P1030078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391480954940445506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were named &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sydney Michelle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  because every woman that I have ever known named Sydney had strength of character and Michelle means "who resembles God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJhh4Sep5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sW3nBDwDTu0/s1600-h/DSC_3342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJhh4Sep5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sW3nBDwDTu0/s400/DSC_3342.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391478938589374354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You and your father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJhBstU5_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/k-aibIbNih4/s1600-h/P1020982.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJhBstU5_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/k-aibIbNih4/s400/P1020982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391478385724942322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;To my beautiful daughters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you are going through a difficult time right now.  We have no control over anyone but ourselves and sometimes this is a hard pill to swallow.  You are surrounded by people who love you, seek out those people.  They are the ones who will get you through your heartache over your dad.  People have their free agency to do whatever they choose and unfortunately sometimes other people's choices take away your free agency and limit your options.  Remember my favorite quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;"N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;o one can make you feel inferior without your consent."--Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  You can choose your own path, don't ever let anyone else dictate who you are or where you are going.  Don't ever forget how much I love you both.  You are everything to me and I would do anything for you, I am always here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With love,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"T&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; closest to being in control we will ever be is in that moment that we realize we're not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;--Brian Kessler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, sans-serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-1685594070302431170?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1685594070302431170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=1685594070302431170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1685594070302431170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1685594070302431170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-my-daughters.html' title='To My Daughters...'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StJjreMLaFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Boy6fA89KLI/s72-c/DSC_2919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5132441223070276853</id><published>2009-10-03T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:14:53.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven Years and Still in Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmbixgYBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RvesAGCg22M/s1600-h/Troy+and+Lisa+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528840037392402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmbixgYBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RvesAGCg22M/s400/Troy+and+Lisa+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmSujeRxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6JH-XFcUvrA/s1600-h/Troy+and+Lisa+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528688580937490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmSujeRxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6JH-XFcUvrA/s400/Troy+and+Lisa+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmJvFOyTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bbfDZraEZ-E/s1600-h/Troy+and+Lisa+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528534103705906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmJvFOyTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bbfDZraEZ-E/s400/Troy+and+Lisa+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought 13 years ago, two people from very different worlds would date, fall in love, get married, and have a family of seven! We have weathered many storms, some a light drizzle to a torrential hurricane but we have always made it through no matter what the odds. Sometimes we have aquired scars and war-wounds, but always together. We have stayed true to our marriage against all odds, but isn't that the promise we make when we say our vows, to love each other in sickness and health...till the end of this life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"We&lt;/span&gt; are told that people stay in love because of chemistry, or because they remain intrigued with each other, because of many kindnesses, because of luck. But part of it has got to be forgiveness and gratefulness." - Ellen Goodman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though so many people give up too easily these days, afraid of the committment a marriage can be! Marriage is one of the hardest relationships we will ever be part of. We are constantly tested by finances, parenting differences, and other people giving us advise about how to cope with the person that is supposed to be our best friend and confidant. There have been three people in the last two weeks who I am aware of that are ending their marriages. The most common thread in all these instances is that one of the two "just isn't happy." What a copout! Happiness comes from within. If you are looking to someone else to make you happy, you will never be happy. I always tell my kids "if you take your happiness at the expense of someone else, you will never be happy." I have learned this valuable lesson from watching other people try to walk out of one relationship and into another. Rarely does this work! I feel very blessed to be married to someone who isn't a quitter. Troy and I are both muddling through this life, dealing with whatever is thrown at us, but we are doing it together...and I wouldn't have it any other way! I love you with all my heart, my love. I am so much more committed to you today than I was the first day I met you, we have grown this love!  I love you Troy, forever and always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here is no difficulty that enough love will not conquer, no disease that enough love will not heal, no door that enough love will not bridge, no wall that enough love will not throw down, no sin that enough love will not redeem... It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outlook, how muddled the tangle, how great the mistake. A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all. If only you could love enough, you could be the happiest and most powerful being in the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Emmet Fox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5132441223070276853?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5132441223070276853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5132441223070276853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5132441223070276853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5132441223070276853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-anniversary-troy.html' title='Eleven Years and Still in Love!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SsfmbixgYBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RvesAGCg22M/s72-c/Troy+and+Lisa+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7598454149525764456</id><published>2009-09-23T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:40:06.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpUNJ8JVmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lnVKraOmSIM/s1600-h/P1030138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpUNJ8JVmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lnVKraOmSIM/s400/P1030138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393716088712812130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;aturday night, Troy and the babies and I were outside just enjoying the fall weather.  Bella and Max kept running over to our vegetable garden, picking tomatoes.  They picked red ones and green ones so Troy told them "only pick red ones."  So they proceeded to pick tomatoes, running back and forth.  They were so cute, as I watched them it took me back to my childhood, doing chores around the house and in the yard.  My parents started giving us chores at a very young age which is probably why we all have such a strong work ethic.  I remember my mother always telling us "many hands make light work" which is something I have told my own children.  I think these days we want to be able to hand our children everything without making them work for it, which in my opinion is a mistake.  As a child, we had to earn at least half of everything we got, i.e., bikes, skateboards, etc.  I have always appreciated that instilled virtue of hard work, it has never hurt me and it made me appreciate the things I had much more.  It made me a strong person, so for that I am glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;utumn, the year's last, loveliest smile." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;--William Cullen Bryant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;all is a special feeling to me it means time for harvesting, canning, and baking.  I remember as a child waking up to my mother canning peaches, apricots, pears and cherries.  I remember homemade jam on whole wheat bread, ground in our own wheat grinder and baked in the oven.  This is just a small part of what fall is to me...it is cozy moments spent with family and friends.  Troy always says he loves this time of year, lots and lots of homemade treats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;inter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;them all." --&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Stanley Horowitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7598454149525764456?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7598454149525764456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7598454149525764456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7598454149525764456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7598454149525764456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/picking-tomatoes.html' title='Picking Tomatoes'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/StpUNJ8JVmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lnVKraOmSIM/s72-c/P1030138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7058296417820612530</id><published>2009-09-23T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:39:16.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Troy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrqbydQ9O6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/KmUNVx9PKrk/s1600-h/DSC_2750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrqdILDftpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/OKXrCwcD4wE/s400/P1020910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384789068206814866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Srqc42wNKgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/r-Stqng1VzA/s1600-h/DSC_3201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Srqc42wNKgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/r-Stqng1VzA/s400/DSC_3201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384788805059160578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; may be just any other day for most people, but for me it is a very special day.  Troy was born September 23, 1963.  I am so grateful to have him in my life for so many reasons.  I just want to take a minute and tell you some of the things I love about him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  He is such a great Dad.  Bella &amp;amp; Max absolutely love him!  They get so excited when he just walks into a room!  He cares for them, plays with them, pampers them, spoils them, and would give his life for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  He is such a good son.  He loves his parents and grandparents with all of his heart!  He always tells me he wishes he were closer in proximity to his family so he could help them more physically.  He would do absolutely &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for Sugarbabe!  She is everything to him!  I know how deeply it hurts him when he isn't getting along with his family so sometimes things go unsaid, he doesn't communicate his feelings very well.  But he loves his family very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  He is a wonderful stepdad.  When Chelsey's dad wouldn't help with the wedding, Troy told her not to worry that she would have the wedding of her dreams!  He is always the parent they turn to in a crisis.  He is the one who spear-headed Sydney getting her drivers license and who scheduled all of her classes, plus he is always good for a little "cash."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  He is a wonderful "in-law."  I love how Troy relates to my family!  My mother loves him with her whole heart and the feeling is mutual.  He always wants me to invite her over for dinner, and if she ever needs any help, he is first to volunteer!  He also loves all my brothers and sisters and their families and loves to spend time together with them.  This makes me so happy because nothing is more important to me than family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  He is a wonderful husband.  He is my soul-mate, we finish each others thoughts, sentences, we pick up the phone to call each other and the phone will ring.  It is always either me or him!  He takes good care of me when I am sick (or pregnant).  He holds me up when it is slippery, rubs my back when I don't feel good, and he &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"fights tigers for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  He is my biggest cheerleader, always believing in me no matter what I am doing...and for all this, I love you Troy with all my heart.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Happy Birthday, My Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7058296417820612530?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7058296417820612530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7058296417820612530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7058296417820612530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7058296417820612530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-troy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Troy!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrqbydQ9O6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/KmUNVx9PKrk/s72-c/DSC_2750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-721752300127961746</id><published>2009-09-16T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:28:57.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom!</title><content type='html'>Monday, September 14th was my Mom's birthday so my sister Jenn and I planned an impromptu surprise party for her on Sunday.  We had everyone who could make it come down for dinner, cake and ice cream.  She thought she was just coming down for dinner, we have her over at least a couple of Sundays a month so I don't think she suspected anything.  Even if she wasn't surprised, she didn't ruin it for the rest of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want my sweet Mother to know how much she is loved.  Every one of her eight children would do anything for her which is a tribute to what a wonderful Mother she is.  How is it possible to make all of her children feel that they are her favorite and that she would do anything she could for any of us?  Quite an accomplishment considering how many of us there are!  She loves us all unconditionally and all the same, and there isn't one of us that would question how she feels about us, she extends this love to our families as well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troy has told me several times that he would do anything for her because she has always been there for him and supported him no matter what!   He adores her and for him to feel this way about my mother, means everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom for everything you do and everything you are.  You are such an example to me in everything you do and everything you say.   People always wonder where I get my strength, I just want everyone to know I get it from you!   You have so much faith, you are always grace under pressure, with nothing but nice things to say about everyone!  You are truly an angel and a wonderful roll model for me and all of us.   Your kids love you, their spouses love you, and all of your grand babies love you!  You mean everything to me, I hope you had a fabulous birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRHqw7WCI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mfDoMl1NyxE/s1600-h/P1030125.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRHqw7WCI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mfDoMl1NyxE/s400/P1030125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382172221864892450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRr4-PCnI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5YkSMW0RRiY/s1600-h/P1030124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRr4-PCnI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5YkSMW0RRiY/s400/P1030124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382172844154096242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRkHXSM-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/4dAyFX3imWc/s1600-h/P1030126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRkHXSM-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/4dAyFX3imWc/s400/P1030126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382172710578303970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRV0hQVyI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nZZBhTKSQl4/s1600-h/P1030127.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRV0hQVyI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nZZBhTKSQl4/s400/P1030127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382172465001682722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-721752300127961746?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/721752300127961746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=721752300127961746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/721752300127961746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/721752300127961746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mom!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFRHqw7WCI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mfDoMl1NyxE/s72-c/P1030125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-114519298060994152</id><published>2009-09-16T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:52:18.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pajamas!</title><content type='html'>There is nothing better in this world than new pajamas!  Max looked so cute in his little Nascar Racing p.j.s!  He looks so comfy and ready for nigh-night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOtlH4JjI/AAAAAAAAAac/7qRR1nJuxe0/s1600-h/P1030134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOtlH4JjI/AAAAAAAAAac/7qRR1nJuxe0/s400/P1030134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382169574650684978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOj5CV18I/AAAAAAAAAaU/V-Ancm7zN94/s1600-h/P1030130.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOj5CV18I/AAAAAAAAAaU/V-Ancm7zN94/s400/P1030130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382169408197482434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOW0FdVAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bCJ1r3HvJT8/s1600-h/P1030135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOW0FdVAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bCJ1r3HvJT8/s400/P1030135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382169183530079234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-114519298060994152?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/114519298060994152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=114519298060994152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/114519298060994152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/114519298060994152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-pajamas.html' title='New Pajamas!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFOtlH4JjI/AAAAAAAAAac/7qRR1nJuxe0/s72-c/P1030134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5031254476934252268</id><published>2009-09-16T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:48:51.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIiEtR3aI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vX6TLKNPLkw/s1600-h/P1030096.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIiEtR3aI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vX6TLKNPLkw/s400/P1030096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382162779900861858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIYB5bgBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/LBH57-3AFrE/s1600-h/P1030107.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIYB5bgBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/LBH57-3AFrE/s400/P1030107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382162607347826706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFINjMwGcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/a6haBmHX_ec/s1600-h/P1030101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFINjMwGcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/a6haBmHX_ec/s400/P1030101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382162427308677570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIC9BvT7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/lI-nw9nHPeY/s1600-h/P1030097.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIC9BvT7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/lI-nw9nHPeY/s1600-h/P1030097.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIC9BvT7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/lI-nw9nHPeY/s400/P1030097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382162245263249330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Troy and I decided that needed to purchase an outdoor toy for Bella and Max to enjoy in this beautiful fall weather we have in Utah.  We decided a Little Tikes plastic castle and slide would be something they would enjoy.  We knew they would love it because their cousin Colin has one that they love to play on during family get-togethers.  We lucked out and found one significantly cheaper on KSL.com, that had never been used and was still in the box!  They love to climb up and slide down and do it over and over again.  Even Max can climb up and loves the climbing wall, I don't know why I ever doubted that he would, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;so active!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;The best part was that we got two toys for the price of one because the box it came in was fabulous!  There is nothing better in this world than a huge box to play in!  Kasey and Chelsey made it even better by turning it into a house just Bella and Max's size.  They love opening the windows and sitting on their little Dora couch.  Kasey and Chelsey always make things more fun and they love spending time with the little ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFMzVbomzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7FOmPOt76uE/s1600-h/P1030123.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFMzVbomzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7FOmPOt76uE/s400/P1030123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382167474494544690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFMkWyS6YI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/-khQ0a2zEs4/s1600-h/P1030108.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFMkWyS6YI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/-khQ0a2zEs4/s400/P1030108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382167217159989634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFMa0fVesI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_Shd28EWbc0/s1600-h/P1030116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFLrZqjFQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bxZuD9GUV0A/s400/P1030111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382166238680257794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFLgiAt5sI/AAAAAAAAAZE/AsrketATAGc/s1600-h/P1030122.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFLgiAt5sI/AAAAAAAAAZE/AsrketATAGc/s400/P1030122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382166051942164162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5031254476934252268?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5031254476934252268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5031254476934252268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5031254476934252268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5031254476934252268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-toys.html' title='New Toys!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SrFIiEtR3aI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vX6TLKNPLkw/s72-c/P1030096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5214471033400396772</id><published>2009-09-07T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:52:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsey &amp; Kasey's Wedding - Play "Then" by Brad Paisley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/b16e307e.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b16e307e.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a day be so wonderful, yet so hard and so much work? Preparation for this day started about 10 months ago. So much planning and so many decisions. All in all the day was everything we hoped it would be! Chelsey and Kasey, surrounded by family and friends, pledging their love and commitment to one another. The day was perfect, the setting spectacular, the people they love surrounding them. For those of you who were unable to be with us on that special day I am sharing part of the ceremony that we were so honored to be apart of.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;directly from the ceremony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Chelsey and Kasey, real love goes far beyond the feeling of romance and bliss.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is caring more about the well-being and happiness of your marriage partner than your own needs and desires.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Love makes burdens lighter because you divide them.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It makes joys more intense because you share them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you enter into marriage, you enter into life’s most important relationship.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is a gift, given to bring comfort when there is sorrow, peace when there is unrest, laughter when there is happiness, and love when it is shared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A successful marriage is not something that just happens.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It takes work, honesty, and unselfishness.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most importantly, it takes commitment from both of you." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;art of the ceremony included a sand ceremony, this is what was shared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"There are 3 vessels of sand before us, each representing you as individuals.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today just as you are joining your lives together so are the grains of sand joined together in the family vessel.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As you pour the sand into the vase, remember that just as the individual sands represent each of you as individuals, it intermingles into a single unit, a family.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Each layer supports the next, each layer unique yet bonded inseparably from the next; so is your family built in love and support inseparably mixed together from this day forward."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was truly a beautiful ceremony and a beautiful day! To those who were in attendance, thank you for sharing this amazing day, to those who couldn't make it, you were truly missed! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Kasey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; welcome to our family! You are such a good man. I watch you with the little ones, you are such a kind and patient man. I love you so much, and that love continues to grow every day. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To Chelsey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I love you more than you will ever know. I am so proud of the woman you have become. You are so beautiful, yet so strong. You are my first child, and now you are becoming my friend. Never lose sight of who you are and always reach for the stars! 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Kasey&apos;s Wedding - Play &quot;Then&quot; by Brad Paisley'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SqWO_CMDW-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/8PuGx8TpD5I/s72-c/DSC_2762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-1231681334805581612</id><published>2009-09-07T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:49:12.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/55eac7a4.pbw" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=55eac7a4.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I always remember most about a wedding are the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; the little things that are almost so subtle it may be a couple of days before you realize that they were even there. I was determined to make Chelsey's wedding so full of details that people would be talking about her day for several weeks after the event. In order to have this kind of impact, it takes a team of individuals to pull it off. I would just like to take a minute and thank several amazing people that made a huge impact on Chelsey's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all thanks to my Mother and my sisters Jenn and Kris who helped me make the bridesmaids dresses. I think we were all so sick of those dresses that if we never had to see them again we would have been fine. However, when the procession started and the girls started walking down the aisle with their escorts, it actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;took my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they were so stunning! Jenn, thank you for making 35 table cloths. You are my hero! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly Dyches my friend, thank you for designing the fabulous invitations! They were truly amazing and were exactly what Chelsey envisioned. They really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;set the mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the entire wedding. You really outdid yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pam Whitlock, the flowers were stunning. The bouquets, corsages, and boutonnieres were all gorgeous! The decorative flowers were also amazing, what&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you have! Also, thanks for helping me through all the drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suzzi Williams, you are my rock! Thank you for always getting my back through this whole process. You helped Chelsey and I make the decorations work! You really know what you are doing! Also, thank you for doing the photo booth, it was such a hit!  Check out her website: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;www.smilenowphotobooths.com&lt;/span&gt;.  People are still talking about it! Also the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "candy bar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was so much fun, I want to know where you got the cherry lips, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;YUM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you Lorna, you are my favorite! Thank you for the yummy lemon bars and eclairs. I love you so much and think you are one of the most wonderful women I know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandy Sjoblom and girls--thank you for cooking all the delicious food. I can't believe you made over 500 homemade rolls, what a woman! You are such &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;I will never forget what you did for Chelsey and I. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! Also, thank you Gloria Hintze for the hookup with the chicken, you saved me so much money! You are such an amazing lady and I am so happy you are my friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to my brother Aaron (Artie) for all the fabulous music, you really set the mood with smooth jazz and oldies for the dinner portion of the evening and taking it over the top to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boom-Boom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; POW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the reception. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The music rocked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Also, thank you Connie McCullough for the quartet that set the mood for the ceremony, you are wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to Natalie, Chelsea, and Shar for getting off work early and coming straight to the venue to help us decorate. It is so wonderful to have such &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;amazing friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thanks to Jared for letting Whitney and Whitney have the day off for Chelsey, you are my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Shauna Leake, thank you for not just offering to help, but actually doing it!  You are such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Great Lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Thanks again for just being there and having such an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To the Cavalry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Mike &amp;amp; Patricia, Sugarbabe, Steve &amp;amp; Linda, Heidi &amp;amp; Eddie, &amp;amp; Debbie, I don't know what I would have done without you! You got off the plane and went straight to work helping us pull this thing off. If you have ever seen the last&lt;i&gt; Lord of the Rings &lt;/i&gt;movie, I felt like I did when Gandolf rode down the hill with the huge army to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;save the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.  I don't think I can ever repay you for giving me such a gift! I can't even tell you all how much you mean to me, but just know you are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;all in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd Peterson, you are my favorite! Thank you for videotaping the evening! I can't wait to see this day &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again! You are such a good friend, thanks for being there for Chelsey and Kasey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, my friend Clarisee who captured this day on film so we can laugh, cry and feel the emotions we experienced that day, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;forever and ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You know how dear you are to me and how I feel about you. That will never change. If you ever need me or anything from me, just call my name! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have said it so many times before but I am so blessed to have all of you in my life! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-1231681334805581612?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1231681334805581612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=1231681334805581612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1231681334805581612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1231681334805581612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-details.html' title='Wedding Details'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7386765414429151754</id><published>2009-08-26T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:48:04.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><content type='html'>I would just like to take a second and clarify for a few people who view my blog what exactly my blog is to me. It is a way for me to keep my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; updated on what is going on in my life. This is a story about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and her family. I only write about the events of my life and the feelings and emotions I have regarding these events. I also write about the people that I spend time with and document where my family has been and what we are doing. I appologize if this history excludes individuals and makes them feel left out. I am truly sorry, but if those individuals would like to start their own blog about their family it is a very simple thing to do. For me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is my journal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This is a venue for me to express my feelings about my life and the things that I experience. It is a very personal thing to me and I will continue to write in the way I have been. Thank you all for your support and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kind words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and giving me the encouragement to continue writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7386765414429151754?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7386765414429151754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7386765414429151754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7386765414429151754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7386765414429151754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/08/clarification.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4229786696044552480</id><published>2009-08-22T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:15:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to the Cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/3fcf2be4.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3fcf2be4.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding we decided we needed a much deserved break.  Chuck and Kris were so gracious and let us take Troy's family up to their cabin up above Heber.  It is so beautiful up there and their cabin is so warm and homey.  The Fisher's loved the beautiful mountains and how quiet and restful it was.  It was so nice just being together and getting to spend time just talking and playing games.  It was so nice to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...no makeup, no schedule, no phone!  Steve did all the cooking and everything was so delicious.  We spent a couple of hours on Saturday sightseeing and strolling down Main Street in Park City, it is so charming there! We thoroughly enjoyed just hanging out and getting to know each other better.  I have always loved Troy's family, but after the trip to the cabin I can't think of anyone other than my own family that I would rather spend time with.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time to leave, I think we all felt like we needed more time there.  I loved every minute we spent together and can't wait until we see you again.  We all love you so much and appreciate everything you did for the wedding.  I felt as though when you all walked off the plane that the cavalry had arrived!  Thank you for all your hard work and support.  Heidi, I don't know what I would have done without you.  You got inside my brain and helped me carry everything out.  You told me "when you walk into the venue, you are going to be pulled in ten different directions and someone other than you needs to know the vision of what you want."  How did you know?  It happened just the way you said!  You are amazing!  You are all my heros.  You work until the task gets done and you do it happily!  You have no idea how much I appreciate and love all of you.  Look at the wedding pictures if you get the chance and see what we all accomplished.  I am still getting comments about how beautiful everything was!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all and I am so hopeful that October works out because I cherish every minute that I can spend with you.  My fingers are crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4229786696044552480?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4229786696044552480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4229786696044552480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4229786696044552480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4229786696044552480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-cabin.html' title='A trip to the Cabin'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3291553345719844752</id><published>2009-08-22T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:33:50.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa's Celebration of Life Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/880bd3f2.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=880bd3f2.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it has been a year since we lost Papa.  He was the light of all of our lives and nothing has been quite the same since he passed away.  Our trip to California was bittersweet this time because we had just had the wedding and spent several days with the Fishers.  It was a treat being able to see our family twice in two weeks, we felt so spoiled!  The sad part was that our trip was all about Papa, and his tangible absence.  Steve did such a wonderful job reminiscing about Papa, we laughed, we cried, we pondered, we mourned.   It was a wonderful day and I was so happy to be a part of it.  I am so grateful to my in-laws for who they are and what they bring into my life.  Troy and I are really lucky that we both married into such awesome families.  I am so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3291553345719844752?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3291553345719844752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=3291553345719844752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3291553345719844752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3291553345719844752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/08/papas-celebration-of-life-party.html' title='Papa&apos;s Celebration of Life Party'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-128013854475024743</id><published>2009-06-17T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:24:53.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Optima; font-size: 48px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-128013854475024743?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/128013854475024743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=128013854475024743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/128013854475024743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/128013854475024743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/httpthecutestblogontheblock.html' title=''/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8191107188420341070</id><published>2009-06-17T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:17:23.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>Father's Day is always a day that is hard for me because it makes me miss my own Dad so much.   Father's Day has taken on a new meaning for me in the last few years as I have been blessed to have my two beautiful babies with the love of my life.  Troy, I love you so much and I am so happy to have Bella and Max, tying us together forever.  It is funny to see how two such different people could create such adorable babies!  We are so blessed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for bringing me into such an amazing family, the Fisher's.  I love them all so much and thank God everyday for being part of your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1yCYRcjI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0tmLw0WTSJo/s1600-h/Dec+2006+406.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1yCYRcjI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0tmLw0WTSJo/s400/Dec+2006+406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348435534971761202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tender moment between a Daddy and his "baby girl"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1ctOHUhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/s-LEV783jTo/s1600-h/Baby,+Mike+Max+Fisher+014.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1ctOHUhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/s-LEV783jTo/s400/Baby,+Mike+Max+Fisher+014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348435168514757138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally holding our handsome son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1MmG1mZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3dLQ0Z7fRag/s1600-h/Easter+08+050.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1MmG1mZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3dLQ0Z7fRag/s400/Easter+08+050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348434891727280530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike, thank you for all you do.  I show Bella &amp;amp; Max pictures of you all the time and ask "who's that?"  Bella says "Papa," what a legacy and tribute to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; father.  Your family loves you and we all wish we were closer.  You are such a good son, father, and grandfather.  We love you more than you will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl08do2ABI/AAAAAAAAAWs/R7YFeNrbwpE/s1600-h/P8130041.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl08do2ABI/AAAAAAAAAWs/R7YFeNrbwpE/s400/P8130041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348434614576087058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa, we miss you everyday.  You are truly one of a kind.  You will never leave our hearts, you have a special place there &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy Father's Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8191107188420341070?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8191107188420341070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8191107188420341070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8191107188420341070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8191107188420341070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjl1yCYRcjI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0tmLw0WTSJo/s72-c/Dec+2006+406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6044153707676043260</id><published>2009-06-17T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:16:02.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thanks to Special People!!</title><content type='html'>I wish every time I had a thought, feeling, or emotion that I had the time to sit down and write about it.  This is probably why I was never a good journal-keeper because I do everything on the "fly" (on the run)!  At this precise moment in my life I feel so fragmented, stressed about everything going on, hoping I am doing everything to the best of my ability (highly unlikely)!  In the midst of all the craziness in my life, I am so blessed to have my "angel friends" (this includes family) that glide in and out of my life almost constantly.  The tears are flowing as I think about the amazing heros in my life.  There have been many times when I have actually questioned my Heavenly Fathers love for me because of the seemingly unending stress.  When I feel like I am going to burst, I look around at all the angel faces that I am so blessed to have in my life, and I know how much he does love me.  I just want to thank a few people specifically for the phone calls, texts, and emails just saying "what can I do." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarisee - you are one of the most beautiful people I know, inside and out.  I love seeing the world through your eyes, and what a beautiful place it is! I love you dearly my friend, and I love you for loving my kids!  You are such an amazingly talented woman, you have definitely reached the next level!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjltT3ayTZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hadFzNJWBzU/s1600-h/P1020559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348426220540415378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjltT3ayTZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hadFzNJWBzU/s400/P1020559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol - you are my eternal friend! You are my sister from another mother, we are so much alike it is scary! If I have to give up chocolate, diet coke and salt, you are the one I want to do it with!   You are always in my corner and I know it! "I love you more than my luggage!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjlui0oINSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DQDJSYP8xk4/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348427577000736034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sjlui0oINSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DQDJSYP8xk4/s400/P1010053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenn - I know I already wrote this on your blog but if I have to be in a world of chaos, I want you nearby!  You are my rock and the one I can count on.  You make me laugh through my tears and you never quit until it is done.  I need you in my life, always.  You are my sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjlwsM9ioWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/P5s7YiBx2PE/s1600-h/P1020144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348429937175077218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjlwsM9ioWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/P5s7YiBx2PE/s400/P1020144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom - What would I do without you, you are always here for me and I am so eternally grateful!  I must be the luckiest person in the world to have a mother like you (along with my other 7 siblings)!  I don't know how you manage to be there for all of us, but you do it somehow.  When God created you he must have sat back and said "I have really outdone myself."  I hope you know how much I love you because I really need to step it up if you don't.  Thank you for always working elbow to elbow with me no matter what I am doing.  I think you, me and Jenn make a good team.  I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjlyWrgw0jI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zUM2J2RQP8E/s1600-h/IMGP0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348431766442005042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjlyWrgw0jI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zUM2J2RQP8E/s400/IMGP0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many more of you that I need to thank, but I just wanted to take a few minutes and "document" exactly what I was feeling at the moment.  I am so blessed.  I know I don't seem like myself right now but I want you to know that I am still the same person underneath it all and I am so grateful to those around me.  I am just happy that circle is a big one! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt; Fabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6044153707676043260?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6044153707676043260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6044153707676043260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6044153707676043260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6044153707676043260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/special-thanks-to-special-people.html' title='Special Thanks to Special People!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SjltT3ayTZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hadFzNJWBzU/s72-c/P1020559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7771065585061654034</id><published>2009-06-06T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:53:18.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...people will never forget how you made them feel."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/93a35ae1.pbw" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=93a35ae1.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day is always a time that is spent together with family reflecting on the lives of our loved ones who are no longer with us.  It is a time to laugh and cry, reflect and ponder.  This year was a very difficult one because my stepbrother Mike passed away unexpectedly from a heart attack at the age of 46.  He left a beautiful wife Julie who was his best friend and 5 children ranging in age from 23 to 9 years old.  It was so hard watching Julie try to be so brave and it brought back memories of the emotions we went through when my father died, both men so unexpectedly and both so young.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that kept running through my mind for days and days following the funeral was how blessed I am to be part of such a loving family.  You don't realize how important people are in your life until they are gone, I learned this lesson way to early.  Many of you who are close to me always hear "I love you" when we end a conversation or a visit.  I say this because those whom I love will never wonder how I feel about them, there will never be a question in your mind of how important you are to me.  I do this in tribute to my Dad.  I never had the chance to tell him how much I loved him or how much he meant to me.  We had an argument right before he had the surgery that took his life.  I was broken-hearted for months, wondering if he knew how much I loved him.  I honestly can't remember what we were arguing about, was it really that important?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;eople&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--Maya Angelou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a minute and think about the people in your life, ponder the feelings you have for each other and remember you may not have a chance to say "I'm sorry" or "I love you" and decide if that is something you can live with.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7771065585061654034?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7771065585061654034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7771065585061654034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7771065585061654034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7771065585061654034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/memorial-day-is-always-time-that-is.html' title='&quot;...people will never forget how you made them feel.&quot;'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3781032421381959240</id><published>2009-06-06T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:36:51.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Birthday Shoutout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b2845557.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Erickson (Aunt) - June 1st&lt;br /&gt;Heidi Fisher-Harmes (cousin) - June 4th&lt;br /&gt;Rick Derr (brother) - June 17th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3781032421381959240?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3781032421381959240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=3781032421381959240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3781032421381959240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3781032421381959240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-birthday-shoutout.html' title='June Birthday Shoutout!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-1845953382118484364</id><published>2009-05-03T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:33:47.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Family Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;"I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;f you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt; are the continuation of each of these people.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thich Nhat Hanh, Vietnamese Monk &amp;amp; Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xnST1yZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/D0A5gd7dV80/s1600-h/P1010804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331683191108782482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xnST1yZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/D0A5gd7dV80/s400/P1010804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fisher Men! &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xXsjLx9I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Niv1SOpuRFA/s1600-h/P1000778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331682923274553298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xXsjLx9I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Niv1SOpuRFA/s400/P1000778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Bella and Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xD9CJGZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/X6K4KMlxtRs/s1600-h/P1010713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331682584101984658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xD9CJGZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/X6K4KMlxtRs/s400/P1010713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Grandpa and Max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wug8MskI/AAAAAAAAAVg/EwNEprqpONw/s1600-h/P1020108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331682215783608898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wug8MskI/AAAAAAAAAVg/EwNEprqpONw/s400/P1020108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Bella, sharing with Max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wbdMwV0I/AAAAAAAAAVY/YUK-TDVlIJs/s1600-h/2007+X-mas+%2B+cardiff+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331681888361797442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wbdMwV0I/AAAAAAAAAVY/YUK-TDVlIJs/s400/2007+X-mas+%2B+cardiff+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Grandma (Abuelita) and Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wQ8_AxmI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4ls94jN12Wk/s1600-h/P1010786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331681707915527778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wQ8_AxmI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4ls94jN12Wk/s400/P1010786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker, Max, Troy and Kasey hanging at the beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wEY84Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/L9FuzatsQ5s/s1600-h/New+York+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331681492084482946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3wEY84Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/L9FuzatsQ5s/s400/New+York+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Daddy and Max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3v0bENMII/AAAAAAAAAVA/YPqAz4XSVrg/s1600-h/chelsey%27s+pictures+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331681217774170242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3v0bENMII/AAAAAAAAAVA/YPqAz4XSVrg/s400/chelsey%27s+pictures+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Chelsey and Kasey, now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3vhcF_PBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/z_YruMQTNXc/s1600-h/P9060022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331680891632565266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3vhcF_PBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/z_YruMQTNXc/s400/P9060022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Chelsey and Kasey, then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3va9EZdgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_iHfBoAUZ60/s1600-h/P1020355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331680780225181186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3va9EZdgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_iHfBoAUZ60/s400/P1020355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Jenn and Sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;"F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;amilies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;are the compass that guide us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;-- Brad Henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3vM8JzUqI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cKxG9BPfvlY/s1600-h/P1010875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331680539461243554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3vM8JzUqI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cKxG9BPfvlY/s400/P1010875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sleeping babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3vFfQpv4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/EdkCYEt0FI0/s1600-h/P1020053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331680411446263682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3vFfQpv4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/EdkCYEt0FI0/s400/P1020053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Brittney, Kaycee and Sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3u4QfEBLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4fBJCszzOI0/s1600-h/P1000825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331680184141874354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3u4QfEBLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4fBJCszzOI0/s400/P1000825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Wrestling with Daddy &amp;amp; Max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3usTHGbEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EbEc-V7bt3U/s1600-h/Dec+2006+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331679978688244802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3usTHGbEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EbEc-V7bt3U/s400/Dec+2006+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Karen &amp;amp; Rick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3ulmXUu9I/AAAAAAAAAUI/s8bspqhnPvk/s1600-h/P1020402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331679863597480914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3ulmXUu9I/AAAAAAAAAUI/s8bspqhnPvk/s400/P1020402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mister Munch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3ubTbLceI/AAAAAAAAAUA/tTCx2L9uLlA/s1600-h/P1010580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331679686714683874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3ubTbLceI/AAAAAAAAAUA/tTCx2L9uLlA/s400/P1010580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Aunt Michelle &amp;amp; Bella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;"F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;amilies are like fudge - mostly sweet with a few nuts!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt; Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3uRlQMGjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IDc1sS3OguA/s1600-h/hello+there+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331679519701735986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3uRlQMGjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IDc1sS3OguA/s400/hello+there+168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What's that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3uE_U-wuI/AAAAAAAAATw/9foV0H0y-pk/s1600-h/Easter+Trip+2007+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331679303362855650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3uE_U-wuI/AAAAAAAAATw/9foV0H0y-pk/s400/Easter+Trip+2007+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Patricia &amp;amp; her namesake, Patricia Isabella!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3t3ftJl2I/AAAAAAAAATo/QE5vKOHagHU/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331679071535994722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3t3ftJl2I/AAAAAAAAATo/QE5vKOHagHU/s400/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Max &amp;amp; Cousin Logan, only 6 weeks apart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tnHX0w3I/AAAAAAAAATg/Y9GRTv14u_c/s1600-h/2007+X-mas+%2B+cardiff+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331678790126191474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tnHX0w3I/AAAAAAAAATg/Y9GRTv14u_c/s400/2007+X-mas+%2B+cardiff+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Bella, with her Aunt Kristen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tfCbkCYI/AAAAAAAAATY/FYKMdNHhORc/s1600-h/2+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331678651360741762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tfCbkCYI/AAAAAAAAATY/FYKMdNHhORc/s400/2+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Max &amp;amp; Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tUDZjhiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pUVQjvwPIQw/s1600-h/P1000624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331678462642193954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tUDZjhiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pUVQjvwPIQw/s400/P1000624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Nammy" &amp;amp; Troy at the pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tD4kV5BI/AAAAAAAAATI/vrMaAvAvOWU/s1600-h/FMX+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331678184856740882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3tD4kV5BI/AAAAAAAAATI/vrMaAvAvOWU/s400/FMX+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Lord Maximus, "the great!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3s53Kxa-I/AAAAAAAAATA/LqUXVYiGfJo/s1600-h/Dec+2006+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331678012682365922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3s53Kxa-I/AAAAAAAAATA/LqUXVYiGfJo/s400/Dec+2006+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Lisa, Chelsey, Sydney, Bella &amp;amp; Troy in the background!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sqq_G_kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tNudFHAp82M/s1600-h/picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331677751714184770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sqq_G_kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tNudFHAp82M/s400/picture+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;My sisters Kristen &amp;amp; Jenn, &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;o understand your parents' love, you must raise children yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Chinese proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sehMrPlI/AAAAAAAAASw/ZgEJmCZx29c/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331677542928301650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sehMrPlI/AAAAAAAAASw/ZgEJmCZx29c/s400/P1010026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Chelsey and Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sU-pYNiI/AAAAAAAAASo/YJ7OVJPQub4/s1600-h/Picture+912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331677379034625570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sU-pYNiI/AAAAAAAAASo/YJ7OVJPQub4/s400/Picture+912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;A family tradition, of going to the cemetary on Memorial Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sHdtBdOI/AAAAAAAAASg/jPJ5LxVmFTg/s1600-h/Picture+910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331677146853242082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3sHdtBdOI/AAAAAAAAASg/jPJ5LxVmFTg/s400/Picture+910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Bella &amp;amp; her cousin Claire along with Troy &amp;amp; Sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rzfslsyI/AAAAAAAAASY/3pqElMz6Qbo/s1600-h/P1000012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331676803790910242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rzfslsyI/AAAAAAAAASY/3pqElMz6Qbo/s400/P1000012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Post bathtime for Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rd0hc0LI/AAAAAAAAASQ/b8VFoeQAw7M/s1600-h/P8120036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331676431424213170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rd0hc0LI/AAAAAAAAASQ/b8VFoeQAw7M/s400/P8120036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sugarbabe giving Chelsey &amp;amp; Sydney a squeeze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rWJyBH3I/AAAAAAAAASI/aQVuV6uBaZM/s1600-h/P8130047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331676299691892594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rWJyBH3I/AAAAAAAAASI/aQVuV6uBaZM/s400/P8130047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Chelsey &amp;amp; Sydney on the boat at Lake Conroe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rB2tSN8I/AAAAAAAAASA/D2drlPpzV1Q/s1600-h/P1020476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331675950974384066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3rB2tSN8I/AAAAAAAAASA/D2drlPpzV1Q/s400/P1020476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sydney &amp;amp; Max at the Easter egg hunt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3qZEVrzVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wTupwgK_unM/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331675250258857298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3qZEVrzVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wTupwgK_unM/s400/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Cute picture of Chelsey and Whitney!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3qE34cs0I/AAAAAAAAARo/n61TIShsQLM/s1600-h/P1020494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331674903317623618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3qE34cs0I/AAAAAAAAARo/n61TIShsQLM/s400/P1020494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Me and my Honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3p7rFV8xI/AAAAAAAAARg/0fyWfyrPOOI/s1600-h/P1020479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331674745263223570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3p7rFV8xI/AAAAAAAAARg/0fyWfyrPOOI/s400/P1020479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Chelsey at the Easter egg hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;"W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;hat greater thing is there for human souls than to feel that they are joined for life - to be with each other in silent unspeakable memories." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;- George Eliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1379397596945892105-1845953382118484364?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1845953382118484364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=1845953382118484364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1845953382118484364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1845953382118484364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random Family Pictures!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sf3xnST1yZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/D0A5gd7dV80/s72-c/P1010804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2134426576139670894</id><published>2009-05-03T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:56:45.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Birthday Shoutout!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/607d37c0.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=607d37c0.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Derr (nephew) - May 12th&lt;div&gt;Mike Gibson (brother-in-law) - May 15th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol DiBastiani (mother-in-law) - May 21st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam Fisher (brother-in-law) - May 29th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2134426576139670894?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2134426576139670894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2134426576139670894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2134426576139670894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2134426576139670894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-birthday-shoutout.html' title='May Birthday Shoutout!!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2812770636695394785</id><published>2009-05-03T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:53:33.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick's Graduation from Brigham Young University</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/63bb6cac.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=63bb6cac.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;On April 24th I took the day off work to go to my brother Rick's graduation from Brigham Young University.  It was quite a struggle for me to be there, I had to reschedule 13 patients, but it was so worth it.  Rick and I have been very close ever since he graduated from High School.  He had a class at the Sandy Center right by my office so we would have lunch together regularly.  He has had a long road in earning his baccalaureate degree and has "paid his dues."  I am so proud of him!  It brought back memories of my graduation and reminded me of the long hours, endless homework, and sacrifice needed to obtain a degree.  It is probably one of the hardest things I have done in my life, but the most rewarding.  I know Rick probably feels the same way.  We both had a great deal on our "plate" as we pursued our education.  It wasn't an easy ride for either of us, but I want Rick to know how proud I am of his accomplishment and I know that he will be successful in anything he does.  You are such a strength to me Rick, you have always been such a support to me and my family. I know you have many choices to make right now but just remember one of my favorite quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;“T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;o be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” -- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;You will always be blessed because you are truly a good person, and you will always be successful in your life because you have so many people who love you.  You are so special to me and I love you with all of my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ongratulations on your success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2812770636695394785?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2812770636695394785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2812770636695394785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2812770636695394785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2812770636695394785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/05/ricks-graduation-from-brigham-young.html' title='Rick&apos;s Graduation from Brigham Young University'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8765342263188337625</id><published>2009-04-15T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:09:17.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Birthday Shoutout!</title><content type='html'>I am sorry if I forgot anyone's birthday in April, but as far as I know the only birthday's are my two sweet Dad's.  My dad Ken was born on April 19th and my step-dad Irwin was born on April 20th. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, thank you for all the life lessons you taught me.  You taught me how to be strong and how to work hard.  You also taught me the importance of family and tradition.  I will never forget you singing "Climb Every Mountain" or seeing a tear in your eye when you saw or heard something that touched your heart.  You are the strongest man I have ever known, with the biggest heart!  I know why your co-workers always called you "the gentle giant."  You were always an example to me in everything you did and you never missed an opportunity to have a teaching moment.  I always knew even as a child that my time with you would be short but I am so blessed to have you as my Dad for the time that I did have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irwin, you came into our lives at a very difficult time.  You had some very big shoes to fill, but instead of taking my fathers place, you created your own in my heart.  You made my Mom so happy and were such a wonderful father to my younger brothers and sisters.  You had such a big heart and were great at giving hugs.  You were such a wonderful Grandpa to Chelsey and Sydney and they were heart broken when you were no longer there.  Thank you for always supporting me in everything I ever did, you were always so proud of me and I knew it.  You always had so much faith in me!  Thank you for everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you both with all of my heart and there isn't one day that I don't think about you.  I was so blessed to have you both in my life and I appreciate all the life lessons you both taught me.  I love you Dad and Irwin!  On your birthdays I promise I will celebrate your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8765342263188337625?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8765342263188337625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8765342263188337625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8765342263188337625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8765342263188337625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-birthday-shoutout.html' title='April Birthday Shoutout!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6565444599258561390</id><published>2009-04-15T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:49:01.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Baby Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZjDMCnngI/AAAAAAAAARQ/LAHtlP1UAHo/s1600-h/P1020413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZjDMCnngI/AAAAAAAAARQ/LAHtlP1UAHo/s400/P1020413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325052515835158018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you just love babies in shorts!  So funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZi35mOKhI/AAAAAAAAARI/IQ7CG2ekrc8/s1600-h/P1020491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZi35mOKhI/AAAAAAAAARI/IQ7CG2ekrc8/s400/P1020491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325052321905650194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so hard to get a full face shot of Bella.  She just moves too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZioXEqnAI/AAAAAAAAARA/j8KJ3KSlW1A/s1600-h/P1020433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZioXEqnAI/AAAAAAAAARA/j8KJ3KSlW1A/s400/P1020433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325052054940064770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella had a busy day.  She went to another Easter egg hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; with Kasey's family prior to the one at Grandma's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZiYfF_NkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OfqV3XVwTE4/s1600-h/P1020426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZiYfF_NkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OfqV3XVwTE4/s400/P1020426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325051782215185986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max struggles with his new sandals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZiJVdOPaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dgRcPHaJ_ns/s1600-h/P1020415.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZiJVdOPaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dgRcPHaJ_ns/s400/P1020415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325051521930247586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Chelsey and adorable Max!  Look at those curls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6565444599258561390?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6565444599258561390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6565444599258561390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6565444599258561390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6565444599258561390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-baby-pics.html' title='Random Baby Pics!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SeZjDMCnngI/AAAAAAAAARQ/LAHtlP1UAHo/s72-c/P1020413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7253676003232945023</id><published>2009-04-15T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:38:07.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Coloring Easter Eggs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/a07ac54e.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a07ac54e.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter morning the babies found their Easter baskets full of presents and candy.  They were so excited!  They don't get candy very often so Bella and Max were in heaven!  Bella started right in eating her candy, Max had a harder time due to the fact that he can't unwrap it by himself.  However, Bella was eager to help out and every time I turned around she was feeding him chocolate.  He had his first sugar meltdown around 9:00 am.  I decided it was time to feed them something hearty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We colored Easter eggs Sunday morning so everyone could participate (the older kids all had plans the night before).  We had a great time and Bella really enjoyed making a mess without any repercussions.  Max just hangs out, he is the easiest kid.  We had fun transforming the eggs into works of art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Easter Egg Hunt at Grandma's House!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/33ad449f.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33ad449f.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Grandma's for Easter dinner and for an Easter egg hunt.  It was such a beautiful spring day, the temperature was around 60 degrees.  A little chilly, but nonetheless a beautiful day!  Karen organized the Easter egg hunt, with everyone helping out.  It was so much fun watching the kids hunt for their eggs!  I can't believe how big all the babies are getting!  They all seemed to have a wonderful time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so nice spending Easter with my family, however we definitely missed spending it with Troy's family in California.  It has become a tradition for us to go the annual Easter party that Cousin Heidi throws every year.  We love spending time with our Fisher family and felt the absence of all of you in our hearts!  We hope your Easter was wonderful and hope we can see you all this summer at the wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7253676003232945023?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7253676003232945023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7253676003232945023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7253676003232945023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7253676003232945023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-easter-morning-babies-found-their.html' title='Happy Easter!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4547861643812663554</id><published>2009-03-30T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:19:33.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Bridesmaids Dresses!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/4bcc5110.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4bcc5110.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Friday, Monday and Tuesday off to tackle the project of making 5 bridesmaid dresses.  I had hoped the task would be fairly simple but it was anything but that.  I have decided that the people responsible for creating the instructions for the patterns we purchased smoke crack!!!  I think my Mom and Jenn would agree.  We have adapted these dresses so much from the original pattern, that I am confident in saying they are our own creations!  My Mom and Jenn have been my lifesavers through this whole process, spending hours upon hours of their time helping my accomplish this task.  My Mom has been by my side from morning till night for the past 5 days, only taking breaks here and there to keep us with sustenance in the form of food and water.  I figure Mom and I have both logged about 55 hours over the past 5 days.  Jenn has been there for more than half of that.  When Mom and I were about tapped, Kris showed up to help out.  I am probably the luckiest lady in the world to have been born into the family that I have.  They are my salvation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience has taught me that I am definitely not a quitter, nor is my Mother.  I know she was tired, sore, and at times frustrated, but she endured it well.  Jenn is our entertainment!  She can make us laugh even when we have "stingers" in our neck, are starving to death, and about ready to drop from exhaustion.  Sydney was with us most of the time, acting as our mannequin and cutting out fabric, also watching Bella who spent several days hanging out with the "girls."  Troy is my rock, holding the fort down at home while I spent endless days at my Mom's sewing.  We are quite the team, all of us.  It is amazing what you can accomplish when you all work together.   Thanks to all who came to my aid, I will never forget what you did for me and Chelsey (its a good thing we all adore her)!  I think everyone will be surprised when they see how beautiful the dresses turned out and how beautiful all our bridesmaids are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4547861643812663554?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4547861643812663554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4547861643812663554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4547861643812663554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4547861643812663554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/stick-figure-family.html' title='Operation Bridesmaids Dresses!!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-9199732782767057254</id><published>2009-03-28T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:20:00.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye to Bella's Binkies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6gLtTj9eI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KJxk0OCvrA4/s1600-h/P1020263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6gLtTj9eI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KJxk0OCvrA4/s400/P1020263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318364332971783650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuffing the binky in the stuffing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6ffaHlX_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/CEoi6SS6rDA/s1600-h/P1020269.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6ffaHlX_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/CEoi6SS6rDA/s400/P1020269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318363571907026930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mary" Bella's little lamb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6fwc4jcyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kw7YTmYfFLU/s1600-h/P1020275.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6fwc4jcyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kw7YTmYfFLU/s400/P1020275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318363864707068706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting clothes on Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bella has been our binky baby ever since she was born.  Max never liked them, the only time he wants one is when he takes Bella's to tease her.  We have been talking about getting rid of the binkies for quite a while now and decided it was time.  A few weeks ago we started talking about going to "Build-a-Bear" as a reward for giving up the binky.  Bella seemed excited about it, but was always apprehensive when we told her it was in trade for the binky.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Lindsey gave me the idea about "Build-a-Bear" but they actually put her daughter's binky inside the bear.  What a great idea!  Today was the day so we got up, got the kids ready and along with our entourage of moral support, headed to the mall.  Chelsey, Kasey, Sydney and Max were all there to help Bella through this difficult time.  We helped her pick the animal, out of all her choices she decided that the lamb was the cutest!  Sydney took her and got in line to have it stuffed.  When it was her turn, she held her binkies and as they stuffed her lamb she put the binkies in one by one.  She had a very difficult time and several times she seemed very sad.  They finished stuffing "Mary" the little lamb and closed her up.  I felt Bella's sadness several times and I tried not to shed a tear, she was so brave!  We then went to the washing station where you brush your animal to get off all the "fuzzies!"  Then the girls went shopping and picked out a few outfits for Mary.  Chelsey typed up a birth certificate for Mary and we were done!  Bella wanted to carry Mary in her "house" all by herself!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of Bella, I know giving up her binky is giving up her security, the thing that gives her comfort. She was so brave, we tell her that every time she misses her binky that her precious binkies are close by.  Now she can hug Mary when she needs comfort, but I hope she will always remember how many people love her and who are always there for her.  We will always be close by to hug you Baby, and give you comfort and all the love you could ever need!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6885203" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="zoom_and_fade" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-9199732782767057254?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/9199732782767057254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=9199732782767057254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/9199732782767057254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/9199732782767057254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/saying-goodbye-to-bellas-binkies.html' title='Saying Goodbye to Bella&apos;s Binkies!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Sc6gLtTj9eI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KJxk0OCvrA4/s72-c/P1020263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-508921072896421443</id><published>2009-03-22T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:56:14.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"That's all angels can do"</title><content type='html'>It seems as though life is harder these days, everyone seems a little more stressed, a little more cautious, a little more scared. Life is unsure for most people without an end in sight. I was watching 20/20 the other night, they were talking about the economic situation. This topic is of great interest to me due to the effects I am experiencing in my own life. I have accepted the fact that my life never has been, nor never will be easy. I know my Heavenly Father is always giving me "character-building experiences" which I know are for my own growth. Someone once told me that he believed that we chose our own adversities. I wondered if when they were throwing those things out in the pre-existence if I was saying "I'll take that one, I can do that! Oh, give me that one too, no one else will want that one." What in the world was I thinking? I read this quote, it had special meaning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;here is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with."&lt;/em&gt; ~Harry Crews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bella was born I had to have an emergency C-section because the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. My doctor asked me if this was okay with me because I would have a rather large scar. I looked at him and said "I am missing a leg, I really doubt that a scar will affect my self-esteem." It makes me wonder if people are so scared of adversities that they would go to any length to avoid them. In the play "&lt;em&gt;Man of La Mancha&lt;/em&gt;" Don Quixote sings &lt;em&gt;To Dream the Impossible Dream&lt;/em&gt;, there is a part that says "...and the world will be better for this that one man, scorned and covered with scars, still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable star." This song always gives me such hope and courage, and at this time in my life I am searching for anything that gives me courage, hope and ultimately peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I encounter individuals in my life who are struggling and suffering, whether it be due to looming unemployment or financial hardship, know that I am praying for you and your families. I am praying for all of us. We all need to hang in there and try to help each other by a kind word, a listening ear, or a shoulder to cry on.  Remember "a hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer" --Norwegian Proverb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we all have courage to smile and face each trial head-on, that is my goal these days.  Sometimes I do a good job and sometimes I fail miserably. I am blessed to have wonderful people around me who give me inspiration and buoy me up when I'm feeling low. It means everything to me to have the people in my life that I do, and when I want to give up I remember my Mom telling me "just try your best, that's all angels can do." I do know that no matter what, we will be fine. I just try to face each day with as much courage as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ourage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~Mary Anne Radmacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you. Thank you for being in my corner. LCF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-508921072896421443?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/508921072896421443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=508921072896421443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/508921072896421443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/508921072896421443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-seems-as-though-life-is-harder-these.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s all angels can do&quot;'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5725240500640259210</id><published>2009-03-22T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:21:40.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Plans on Track</title><content type='html'>Just an update for everyone, the wedding plans for Chelsey and Kasey are on track for July 16th.  We secured the venue last week and we are working hard on the plans.  It is a tricky time to be planning a wedding with the economy the way it is, but we are so blessed to have friends and family who are willing to help us however they can!  We appreciate all of you and love you all so much!  We can't wait to see all of you in July, so save the date of July 16th!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5725240500640259210?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5725240500640259210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5725240500640259210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5725240500640259210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5725240500640259210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-plans-on-track.html' title='Wedding Plans on Track'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-1976467538123803326</id><published>2009-03-21T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:59:41.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamin Bundt Cake</title><content type='html'>Many of my friends have been asking me for some of my recipes so I thought it would be fun to post some of them on my blog.  This recipe for Cinnamin Bundt Cake is a favorite of my friends and family and is always a hit!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinnamin Bundt Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Yellow Cake Mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 small vanilla instant pudding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 small sour cream (8 oz.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 c. water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 c. cooking oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Tbls. flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grease bundt pan thoroughly.  Sprinkle cinnamin sugar all over the pan.  Pour 1/4 of the batter in the pan.  DO NOT STIR!!  Use a spoon to even out batter without mixing cinnamin sugar into batter.  Sprinkle with cinnamin sugar.  Pour 1/4 batter, repeating previous instructions.  Continue making 4 layers of batter, ending with cinnamin sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes.  Cool.  Turn onto plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope all of you enjoy this recipe, it is so good and so EASY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-1976467538123803326?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1976467538123803326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=1976467538123803326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1976467538123803326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1976467538123803326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/cinnamin-bundt-cake.html' title='Cinnamin Bundt Cake'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5161299986858308220</id><published>2009-03-15T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:48:39.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior Prom</title><content type='html'>Sydney was asked to prom this year by cute Spencer Steadman.  He is such a hotty and a really good guy to boot!  She was so excited!  He asked her on the marquis at school and she was giddy with excitement.  She and Chelsey went shopping and picked out the perfect dress.  Prom is always a project with many people involved in the preparation.  Thanks Chelsea Hawkins for making her hair look so fabulous!  I thought she looked beautiful!  She had the most amazingly fun time and has such wonderful memories of the evening.  Thanks for asking her Spencer, she had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScawkkVW1oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dK_qNRyA5gE/s1600-h/P1020174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScawkkVW1oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dK_qNRyA5gE/s400/P1020174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316130552432481922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sydney looked so beautiful for prom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScawNoosM-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CH8sAOuY-0I/s1600-h/P1020177.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScawNoosM-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CH8sAOuY-0I/s400/P1020177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316130158450324450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsey and I helped Sydney get ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScawAXK-E5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/beom1T1qSmo/s1600-h/P1020181.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScawAXK-E5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/beom1T1qSmo/s400/P1020181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316129930423964562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whitney came to help too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScavvfgvJAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qnqBWHNAZTY/s1600-h/P1020190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScavvfgvJAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qnqBWHNAZTY/s400/P1020190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316129640604967938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They look so good together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScavXwpj1iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ZM0mpJ2Mc2A/s1600-h/P1020196.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScavXwpj1iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ZM0mpJ2Mc2A/s400/P1020196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316129232888518178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sydney pinning on the boutinniere, careful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScavKbGUd4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hEKIj5umPWw/s1600-h/P1020199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/ScavKbGUd4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hEKIj5umPWw/s400/P1020199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316129003765266306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A stunning couple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Scau7MgbLjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z2QlHeMXeV0/s1600-h/P1020200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/Scau7MgbLjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z2QlHeMXeV0/s400/P1020200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316128742150188594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The promise of a fabulous evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5161299986858308220?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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grabbed the camera and told Troy to jiggle the handle, getting my baby boy's attention.  He walked over and did it again.  Troy and I were in histerics!  He is such a smart boy!  He never ceases to amaze me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2680844483396886942?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=31c17ca23b900caa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2680844483396886942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2680844483396886942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2680844483396886942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2680844483396886942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/open-sesame.html' title='Open Sesame!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4146509207801114089</id><published>2009-03-01T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:23:55.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Birthday Shoutout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w483.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/a765090d.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/?action=view&amp;current=a765090d.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Derr (sister-in-law) - March 12th&lt;br /&gt;Chelsey Clement (my sweet girl) - March 15th&lt;br /&gt;Logan Kay (nephew) - March 24th&lt;br /&gt;Claire Derr (niece) - March 27th&lt;br /&gt;Charlene Jenson (my very special aunt, I need a picture!) - March 27th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION:  We have changed the date of Chelsey's wedding to Thursday, July 16th instead of the 17th.  We can get the venue for 1/2 price by moving the date up 1 day!!!!  Hope to see you all there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4146509207801114089?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4146509207801114089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4146509207801114089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4146509207801114089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4146509207801114089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-birthday-shoutout.html' title='March Birthday Shoutout!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3385364056526311764</id><published>2009-03-01T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:13:10.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath time makes me smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life at the Fisher house is always hectic!  There is never a dull moment around here whether its babies running around, getting into EVERYTHING, a house full of teenagers watching a movie, or planning a wedding with Chelsey.  Life comes at you fast and is full of unexpected twists and turns.  As the day comes to an end, bath time is one of my favorite times of the day! 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href="http://s483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9f1231e7.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 1st was a special day all around.  Not only was it the Super Bowl, but it was my beautiful baby boy's birthday.  Max is now 1 year old!  Boy, did time fly!  We celebrated his birthday at Chuck's and Kris' house, surrounded by our family.  We had a wonderful time celebrating the life of sweet Max.  It was a day I will never forget because Max took his first steps on his 1st birthday!  I am trying to get video of him walking.  It is so cute!  We are so happy to have such a beautiful and happy baby boy.  I love him so much, sometimes I just want to bite him!  Happy Birthday, Max!  Your mommy loves you so much!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305005751732411474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SZ8pL7jEcDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PRzSbyAzYH0/s1600-h/P1010948.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SZ8pL7jEcDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PRzSbyAzYH0/s400/P1010948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305004171005816882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sweet Babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being the 45-year-old mother of two babies two and under I feel overwhelmed most of my life, however when I look into their sweet faces I realize how blessed I am to have them.  Children are the most precious gift we are given from Heavenly Father and I am so thankful for the gifts in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/aa&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7219071177363725686?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7219071177363725686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7219071177363725686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7219071177363725686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7219071177363725686'/><link rel='alternate' 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unfortunately I don't.  I forgot to mention one of the most precious people in my life when I did the February birthday shoutout, but I think it was meant to be because now I can take a minute and tell everyone about my friend Clarisee.  I met this most amazing woman in my dental office about 10+ years ago.  She came in as a patient and we struck up a conversation.  It is so interesting to me that someone I don't even know can immediately touch my heart like she did.  She is one of the most beautiful women, inside and out and I am so blessed to call her my friend.  So to you my friend, Happy Birthday and I wish for you all the desires of your heart on your special day!  I will be thinking of you every minute of tomorrow, February 13th, and celebrating your life!  I love you my friend, until we can laugh and cry over coffee, thank you for who you are and the friend you are to me.   xoxo   Lisa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8021334934366900235</id><published>2009-02-04T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:26:47.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Other Man in my Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility: visible;" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6587348" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" name="photo_book" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height: 350px; width: 460px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" align="middle" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-left: 5px;" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"M&lt;/span&gt;aking the decision to have a child is momentous.  It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body."  ~Elizabeth Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-style: italic;font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard to believe that it was a year ago that Max came into our lives.  His beginning was difficult and scary for those around him, but his little life has blessed ours in so many ways.  He is the "other man in my life" and I am so thankful and humbled to be his mother.  He is the sweetest little boy and always brings me and those around him so much joy.  His early birth made me realize how precious life is and that we should cherish each moment we have with those that we love.  We have no idea what the future holds, we may not be able to say "I'm sorry" or "I love you."  We need to live each day as though it were our last.  I was listening to the radio the other day and they were talking about what dying people think about.  Not one of them said, "he made me mad," or "look how much money I have," or "I am such a powerful person."  Each person they talked to said that what they thought about was their family, their loved ones, and those close to them.  They wanted to surround themselves with the people that they love.   It made me realize that life isn't about our possessions or our position, it is about surrounding ourselves with the people that we love and who love us.  I love you Max, with all my heart and I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father that you are healthy and happy.  Everyday I pray for courage, patience, strength and love so I can be the mother you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:24;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; I had my child to raise all over again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:24;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.&lt;br /&gt;I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.&lt;br /&gt;I would do less correcting and more connecting.&lt;br /&gt;I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.&lt;br /&gt;I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.&lt;br /&gt;I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.&lt;br /&gt;I'd do more hugging and less tugging.&lt;br /&gt;~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8021334934366900235?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8021334934366900235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8021334934366900235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8021334934366900235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8021334934366900235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/other-man-in-my-life.html' title='The &quot;Other Man in my Life&quot;'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8727003142272759441</id><published>2009-02-04T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:25:07.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Birthday Shoutout!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w483.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/e72667d1.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e72667d1.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Maxwell "Max" Fisher (my sweet boy) - February 1st&lt;div&gt;Nicole Risbeck (niece) - February 5th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patricia Fisher (mother-in-law) - February 6th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steven Fisher (uncle) - February 13th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney Clement (my sweet girl) - February 15th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin Derr (nephew) - February 24th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janelle Heiser (my dear friend) - February 27th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art Kiser (uncle) - February 28th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8727003142272759441?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8727003142272759441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8727003142272759441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8727003142272759441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8727003142272759441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-birthday-shoutout.html' title='February Birthday Shoutout!!!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2366182421122672758</id><published>2009-02-02T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:27:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Family and Friends...</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry I haven't blogged for several weeks.  I have been so busy and stressed with everyday life, I haven't had time to keep everything current.  Sometimes life just gets in the way!  I promise I will try to be better.  Love all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2366182421122672758?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2366182421122672758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2366182421122672758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2366182421122672758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2366182421122672758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-family-and-friends.html' title='To My Family and Friends...'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7933695492373238115</id><published>2009-01-31T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:25:31.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years in California!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6565260" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="zoom_and_fade" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for San Diego after I got off work on December 30th and drove to St. George where we stayed overnight.  We continued our trip on New Years Eve and made it to California at about 2:00.  We checked into our hotel, freshened up and headed over to Sugarbabe's. We were so excited to see everyone!  It was Kasey's first time meeting Troy's family, I think he was a little nervous, but he fit right in!  Every year the week between Christmas and New Years, Steve, Linda, Art, Deb, and Heidi all go camping at the beach, so we headed down to hang out for New Years Eve.  We had a campfire, which was good because it was around 40 degrees.  Steve was joking with me saying "you left 20 degree weather, this should be warm to you."  I replied "I know, but we don't sit out in it!"  We were just so happy to be together with our family laughing and joking, it kept us all warm!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6565330" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="carousel" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we got up and went back to the beach for a birthday brunch in honor of Sugarbabe.  We spent most of the day just hanging out talking, laughing and joking.  The Fisher clan is always so much fun.  They always show us such a good time, but I think they would do the same if you were camping in the next site, they always make you feel like part of the family.  They are just wonderful people!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6565395" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="rotating_glass" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Steve and Linda gave us free tickets to the Wild Animal Park.  We went together as a family and we had a wonderful time!  Bella is still talking about the animals so we are planning a trip to our local Hogle Zoo this spring.  It was so much fun spending the day together.  When we were done at the Park, we went back to Sugarbabe's for a farewell dinner with the entire family.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much Fisher family for the wonderful visit.  We always hope you enjoy having us there as much as we enjoy being there.  We love you all so much and thank God everyday for giving us such a wonderful family!  Until we meet again, much love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7933695492373238115?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7933695492373238115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7933695492373238115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7933695492373238115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7933695492373238115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-years-in-california.html' title='Happy New Years in California!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6659030247487243860</id><published>2009-01-31T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:09:57.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Greatest Thing You'll Ever Learn..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6565043" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="photo_peel" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:24px;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;--Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I even knew that Sugarbabe's name was really Margaret for the first two years of my marriage to Troy.  One day I asked him why he always called her Sugarbabe instead of Grandma.  He told me that when he was a little boy she would always call him "sugarbabe" so he used the same endearment for her.  Having known her for the last 10+ years, I don't think I could ever call her anything else.  She is the most loving and caring woman I think I have ever known.  When I am around her, I watch her.  I watch her get drinks for her family, cook dinner, find computer "stuff," she is always moving!  When we come to visit she always has a bunch of diapers, wipes, baby clothes, toys, dishes and spoons for the babies, as well as various types of food.  We never have to buy anything for the kids when we are there.  She is always thinking of everyone else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch her two sons, Mike and Steve care for her.  It is obvious they do it with so much love, a tribute to the mother she has always been to them.  They would do anything for her, trying to fill the void in her life since Papa passed away.  We all see the sadness in her eyes, any of us would do whatever we could to help take some of that sadness away.  We decided as a family to go to California over New Years to celebrate her birthday.  We hoped in some way, it would give her something to look forward to and focus on.  I don't know if it helped, but we were so happy to be with Troy's family and spend time just with her.  I know Bella, Max, and our family entourage are a handful, but I think children always help us get our minds off of our problems and focus on something else.  They are so carefree and innocent! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been trying to figure out for a while now who Max looks like with his bright blue eyes, chubby dimpled cheeks, and curly blonde hair!  Sugarbabe pulled out a picture of Papa when he was a toddler, they could have been twins!  Mystery solved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugarbabe, you are the matriarch of our family and example to us in everything you do.  I want you to know how much I personally love you and appreciate the role model you have been for me.  I couldn't have picked a more wonderful family to be a part of.  Thank you for taking me and my girls into your family and into your life.  I love the quote "The greatest thing you will ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."  Thank you for this life lesson, like I said, I watch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6659030247487243860?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6659030247487243860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6659030247487243860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6659030247487243860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6659030247487243860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/01/t-hegreatest-thing-youll-ever-learn-is.html' title='&quot;The Greatest Thing You&apos;ll Ever Learn...&quot;'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-568257831851257928</id><published>2009-01-31T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:16:38.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Birthday Shoutout!!! (Better late than never)!</title><content type='html'>Margaret Fisher (Sugarbabe) Grandmother - January 1st&lt;br /&gt;Kasey Tripp (future son-in-law) - January 6th&lt;br /&gt;Josh Fisher (nephew) - January 16th&lt;br /&gt;Rosemarie Caruso (friend) - January 29th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w483.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fd7dc329.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-568257831851257928?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/568257831851257928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=568257831851257928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/568257831851257928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/568257831851257928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-birthday-shoutout-better-late.html' title='January Birthday Shoutout!!! (Better late than never)!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-863867160826685882</id><published>2009-01-31T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:46:22.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympus View Dental's Charitable Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6564905" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" 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clothes, food and supplies for homeless teens (very sad).  I asked the girls at OVD if they wanted to participate, and I was overwhelmed by their willingness to help.  We had a chili luncheon and pulled everything together.  These pictures are only some of what we collected.  I knew these women are fabulous but I was so impressed by their enthusiasm.  I just want all my friends from Olympus View to know that you are all my heroes, you are extraordinary people, and I am honored to call you my friends.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-863867160826685882?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/863867160826685882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to see the lights on Temple Square has been a tradition for as long as I can remember.  My Dad loved traditions and even though he is not here, we continue to pass these traditions down to our children.  I remember when I was very young piling into the family station wagon and heading to Salt Lake from Orem.  It was snowing.  We went to see the lights on Temple Square,then we went to Tampico (a mexican restaurant) for dinner.  On the way home I remember we had a flat tire.  My Dad got out on the freeway and changed the tire in the snow, but the following year we piled in the station wagon once again.  Tradition is tradition.  I have always loved Christmas, not for the gifts, but for the spirit of the season.  This I learned from my Dad.  Presents are nice, but the true meaning of Christmas means so much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way home from seeing the lights last night, I thought how nice it was to be warm after being outside.  It made me think of those who don't have a warm car, or a warm house to go to.  They said that the homeless population is at 110% this year because of the economy.  This year I am not taking anything for granted, I am so grateful for the things that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have.  Christmas shouldn't be about the presents but about the true meaning of Christmas.  A child, born in a stable who gave his life for mankind.  I am so grateful for this gift to me, and the people that I love.   May we all remember what Christmas is truly all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5162854440244420475</id><published>2008-12-07T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:05:25.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympus View Dental Christmas Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6223894" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="magnifier" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our office Christmas Party this year we went to the Jazz Game!  We had a catered dinner before the game in the "bowels" of the Energy Solutions Arena.  Some of us went exploring and ended up right on the court, watching the players warm up.  Very cool!  We had a great time even though the Jazz lost (most of their starters are out with injuries).  The highlight of Troy's night was meeting "Big T" Thurl Bailey and having his picture taken with him.  We had a great time, thanks to the Dr.'s and their wives for planning such a fun party! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5162854440244420475?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5162854440244420475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5162854440244420475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5162854440244420475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5162854440244420475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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December 14th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sterling Sessions (uncle-need picture) - December 16th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chuck Derr (brother) - December 19th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charles Fisher "Pappa" - December 20th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jillian Howick (friend/co-worker) - December 30th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michaela Cevering (niece-need picture) - December 30th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="radial" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6223765" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8674095820067350011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8674095820067350011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8674095820067350011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-birthday-shoutout.html' title='December Birthday Shoutout!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7731588599605175897</id><published>2008-12-07T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:54:55.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's 2nd Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w483.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/2cf60ca0.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2cf60ca0.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Thanksgiving was our baby girl's birthday!  We were all sick of eating so we racked our brains for something to do to celebrate her special day without food!  We decided a day of bowling would be a riot!  There is a bowling alley by my Mom's house that caters to children.  The perfect place!  The kids all had a great time once they figured out that they have to take turns (bummer)!  The grown up "kids" also had a great time.  Bella got a strike, don't ask me how!  Bumper bowling and ramps are great for the babies!  Parker was the overall winner, however Chelsey gave him a run for his money!  I think everyone enjoyed themselves.  After bowling everyone, even those who couldn't go bowling met at Grandma's house for cake and ice cream and to open presents.  Bella has been such a joy in our lives and we thank Heavenly Father every day for the opportunity we have to be her family.  We love you Bella!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxEHcI7kHI/AAAAAAAAALg/BglwCqdWHZU/s1600-h/P1010211.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxEHcI7kHI/AAAAAAAAALg/BglwCqdWHZU/s400/P1010211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277167757974802546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone came for cake and ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxCIJFFdoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/iL7Qqmm8RrE/s1600-h/P1010217.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxCIJFFdoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/iL7Qqmm8RrE/s400/P1010217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277165571015014018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella and Kaydee tasting the frosting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxBqdPp_VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/lGnZEIS6jJY/s400/P1010213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277165061031984466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make a wish and blow out the candles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxDEA90adI/AAAAAAAAALI/UYfDhmt0ILg/s400/P1010228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277166599629203922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella opening her presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxDdI_-bxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gnDpfFLT1DE/s1600-h/P1010233.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxDdI_-bxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gnDpfFLT1DE/s400/P1010233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277167031282462482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max, on a "sugar high" thanks to Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxDxHeFDRI/AAAAAAAAALY/Rthyd1hZ1Cg/s1600-h/P1010241.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/_FzCSp3iAN4g/STxDxHeFDRI/AAAAAAAAALY/Rthyd1hZ1Cg/s400/P1010241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277167374469238034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella received so many nice gifts!  Thanks to all who celebrated with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7731588599605175897?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7731588599605175897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7731588599605175897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6793174410346630812</id><published>2008-12-07T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:47:12.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6223062" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="stack" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is such a fun holiday!  It's all about family and food!  The big day usually starts the day before for Troy and I.  We usually brine our turkey so we have to be ready a day early for the turkey to soak for 24 hours.  We were hosting 18 people this year so we ordered a 26 lb. turkey from Peterson's Market.  When we went to pick it up they had a 30 lb. turkey reserved for us instead.  I don't know if you have ever dealth with that big of a bird, but it is a workout!  We didn't have anything big enough for the turkey to brine in, however Troy discovered that the "Luggable Loo" my Mom gave us for our emergency kits came in very handy!  Although, if we ever have an emergency, we will have to think of something else.  This wouldn't be something with multiple uses, if you get my drift!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone pitched in and cooked so I didn't have too much to overwhelm me.  My only dilemma was fitting 18 people in my house for a sit-down dinner.  I never realized how small my house is until I tried to fit 2 tables in my kitchen/dining/family room area.  Thank heavens for Jenn and Troy, somehow they made it work!  All in all the day was a success!  Everyone had enough to eat and no one got food poisoning!  Hope all of your Thanksgivings were wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6793174410346630812?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7313299489230477391</id><published>2008-12-07T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:04:25.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Friend are quiet angels..."  Play "Angels Among Us" by Alabama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6222794" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="grid" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Sunday before Thanksgiving I received a phone call from one of my childhood friends.  She called to tell me that her baby sister had passed away.  I was broken hearted, her sister is a friend of my little sister Jenn and we pretty much all grew up together.   It meant so much to me that she called.  Carol is one of my friends who I don't always keep in touch with regularly, but when we do connect in our busy lives, it is as though we were never apart.  It made me really appreciate how precious it is to have a true friend.  I have been so blessed to have the most amazing friends.  I have had so many challenges in my life, but I have been blessed with quiet angels who have been there for me when I have truly needed them.  I want all my precious angel friends to know how much I love you and thank heaven for you every day of my life.  The fact that I don't have pictures of all of my special friends tells me I have some phone calls to make, but know that even if your picture isn't here, that you are still in my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hold a true friend with both of your hands."&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nigerian Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7313299489230477391?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7313299489230477391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7313299489230477391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7313299489230477391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7313299489230477391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/12/friend-are-quiet-angels-play-angels.html' title='&quot;Friend are quiet angels...&quot;  Play &quot;Angels Among Us&quot; by Alabama'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3699300715459001721</id><published>2008-11-16T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:42:28.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Families - Play "My Destiny" by Jim Brickman &amp; Michelle Wright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="radial" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6080105" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;                                               ~Desmond Tutu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I had a patient come in for a cleaning. In my effort to make small talk, I asked her what she was doing for the holidays. She told me that she really had no plans, that she may hang out with friends. I asked her if her family lived out of state and she said "no." She stated that she just isn't close to her family. She doesn't get along with her siblings or her mother, her father had passed away. I talk to people every day and every time I hear a story like this it makes me so sad for the people who aren't close to their families. I know I have said this before but I really don't know where I would be today without the family that I have. I can't imagine not having a close relationship with every single person in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up with a disability, I could have learned to feel sorry for myself. I could have developed low self-esteem and not completely understood my potential. My parents never treated me differently from the other kids and always told me that I could accomplish anything I put my mind to. We all have strengths and we all have weaknesses. We cannot possibly know what our strengths are if we don't embrace our weaknesses, both make us who we are. This is what my family has taught me. I have always felt so much love and acceptance from my family and I know they love me as much as I love them. I love the LDS Primary song &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Families Can Be Together Forever, &lt;/span&gt;the words "I always want to be with my own family" says it all for me. I am so blessed to have been born to the parents that I have. I love every one of my 7 brothers and sisters, and their families. I love the entire Fisher family, they are such loving people and I am so blessed they are my family, and I thank my Heavenly Father every day for my loving husband and my beautiful children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(50,29,2);font-size:24;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for those who do not know the blessing of family. Family is the most important thing in my life. I could never want more than to be a good daughter, a great sister, a compassionate daughter-in-law, a loving wife and mother. I want my family to know how much I love you all and thank my Heavenly Father every day for my little place in the world, surrounded by those I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;he family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;~Erma Bombeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3699300715459001721?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-9040745073776639509</id><published>2008-11-16T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:08:26.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy Babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/83114959.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=83114959.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max had been miserable for about 4 days, when he finally cut his first tooth on my birthday.   He was really unhappy and continues to be as he has 4 teeth coming in at once.  One down, three to go!  To add insult to injury, he had his well child visit at the pediatrician on the 6th.   Good news--he is healthy as a horse!  He weighs 21 pounds and is 29 1/2 inches long.  This puts him in the 90% of his height, the 50% of his weight and the 85% of his head circumference.  I asked the doctor what this meant and he responded that he just has a big brain!  Good to know!  He is just a big boy.  He does have potential, my dad for those who didn't know him, was 6' 5" tall.  People called him the "gentle giant."  Apparently I didn't take after him, however, Max could take after Grandpa Ken and be a basketball player, or football player, either way a "gentle giant."  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to the story, so not only is he cutting teeth but he had to have 3 shots on Thursday, including the flu shot.  I had Sydney and Bella with me so I thought I would get them for all of them.  Silly me, I have had 3 sick kids for the last week!  Bella and Max were running temperatures of around 104 so it was a little scary for me.  I was up round the clock alternating Tylenol with Motrin, just trying to keep them comfortable.   Luckily Sydney was sick on Monday so she stayed home with the babies so they didn't have to go to daycare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is funny how we don't appreciate having good health until we don't have it.  The kids just had the flu and it was so hard to watch them be so miserable.  We are so blessed that this is the only illnesses we have had in our family.  I am so thankful for the beautiful, healthy children that Troy and I have been blessed with.  Life is truly a miracle and we should appreciate it everyday instead of realizing it only when we see others suffering.  There are not too many things more important in this life than good health.  Other stresses never seem as important when someone around us is suffering. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-9040745073776639509?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/9040745073776639509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=9040745073776639509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/6080211" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="twister" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A patient of mine gave me two tickets for the Denver Broncos/Miami Dolphins game on November 2nd.  I was so excited, I knew Troy would be in "heaven."  He loves any opportunity to see a live football game.  We tried every way we could think of to make it work but we just couldn't make it to the game.  Troy and I decided to give the tickets to Chelsey and Kasey as a gift.  They have been stressed out because of Kasey's accident, and Chelsey is just working so hard that we thought a diversion would be great!  Troy made all the arrangements for them and they took off for a road trip to Denver.  Neither of them are football fans, but they were really excited to go.  They left on Saturday morning and got there that evening, having stopped a few times along the way.  They were great about checking in with us so we didn't worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, they got to the game early so they could watch everything (plus they aren't too familiar with Denver).  They were on the phone about every 15 minutes, relaying details to Troy.  He was very jealous, but happy for them to have this experience.  They really had fun at the game, especially watching all the crazy fans!  They said they had a great time, even though Denver lost.  I am so glad they had the opportunity to go, and thank you Ric for the tickets!  You really are my favorite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6836359617452985301?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6836359617452985301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6836359617452985301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(Play "Thankful" by Josh Groban)</title><content type='html'>Sharon Tidwell (friend) - November 4th&lt;br /&gt;Lisa (me) - November 5th&lt;br /&gt;Shar Oskins (friend/co-worker) - November 5th&lt;br /&gt;Karen Chambers (cousin) Need picture - November 6th&lt;br /&gt;Carol Rice (forever friend) Need picture! - November 7th&lt;br /&gt;Jill Hansen (friend/co-worker) - November 9th&lt;br /&gt;Jenn Dastrup (friend) - November 9th&lt;br /&gt;Ayden Derr (nephew) - November 13th&lt;br /&gt;Karen Derr (sister-in-law) - November 16th&lt;br /&gt;Kristen Gibson (sister) - November 25th&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Isabella Fisher "Bella" (our baby girl!) - November 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="photo_book" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1789/11756909/flicks/1/5973218" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;November is one of my favorite months, not only because it is my birthday month but because it is a month in which most people are celebrating the things they are thankful for. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, it is a day we share with family and friends and reflect upon the blessings in our lives. I feel so blessed to have the family that I do. My Mother is the most amazing woman I know. She is always such an example to me in all she does. My brothers and sisters are truly my best friends, I would rather spend time with them than anyone else in the world. I am also blessed with the most incredible in-laws, they &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; my family as well. I am so blessed to have such amazing children. They bring me such joy and happiness and last but not least, I am so blessed to be married to my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is such a great month, November is also a sad time for me. My father passed away November 16, 1985--23 years ago. There isn't one day that I don't think about him and miss him. He was a brilliant man, he was very well educated, but more than he was an educated man, he was a wise man. He was also a great Dad. I remember one day when I was having a hard time in my life he sat me down and told me this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is a butterfly which when pursued is just out of grasp... but if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--Nathaniel Hawthorne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I never forgot these words, my Dad helped me to see that happiness is found within yourself, not from outside sources. I have always been able to find my own happiness, no matter what the circumstances. I love you Dad! I wish I could have had more time with you. I wish I could see you with my children, you would be such a great Grandpa! Thank you for all you taught me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4953428271229882332?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4953428271229882332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4953428271229882332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4953428271229882332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4953428271229882332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-birthday-shoutout.html' title='November Birthday Shoutout!!! (Play &quot;Thankful&quot; by Josh Groban)'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5472848243305493652</id><published>2008-11-01T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:29:44.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Night!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/85a8008d.pbw" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=85a8008d.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Halloween night at my Mom's house with all of my family.  Mom and Kris made a yummy dinner of chili, grilled cheese sandwiches and fruit salad.  The kids were so excited to see their cousins!  We haven't been able to see them for awhile so they were happy to celebrate Halloween together.  We are so lucky that all of our kids love to be together, it makes family parties so much fun!  All the kids got dressed up and we all set out on a beautiful October night.  The temperature was about 60 degrees which made it so pleasant!  Utah Halloween's can be cold, wet or even snowy!  I was so happy that is was so nice outside.  We did get a little bit of rain, there is a storm coming in a few days so it had to tease us a little.  We just went around the block, Bella was getting tired.  Max had the "luxury wagon" so he was fine whatever we did.  We also didn't want Bella to get too much candy (sugar high, no thanks)!  After we walked around the block, we decided to go and see my old boss, Dr. Marty Bingham and his wife, Linda.  I hadn't seen him for so long and we wanted to show off the babies.  It was so good to see them!  Troy and I both love them to pieces.  They absolutely loved the babies and were so cute with them.  After we visited with the Bingham's for awhile we went back to Mom's for donuts and warm carmel apple cider.  What a fun evening, the babies slept good that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at the Bingham's, Bella climbed up on Linda's grand piano.  Her piano is so beautiful and in pristine condition.   I was quick to stop her, but Linda wanted to see what she would do.  Linda is a pianist and is also a retired kindergarten teacher so she is amazingly patient.  Bella climbed up on the bench and started playing with her fingers.  Linda was in awe!  She explained that children usually bang on the piano but she pointed out how Bella was actually playing with her fingers.  It wasn't anything spectacular but it wasn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;noise.  &lt;/span&gt;She encouraged us to buy a cheap piano and get her into a Suzuki teacher/program.  We are always amazed in Bella.  I don't know what this child's future will be, but it is definitely promising. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/99e365d7.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=99e365d7.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5472848243305493652?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5472848243305493652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5472848243305493652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5472848243305493652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5472848243305493652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-night.html' title='Halloween Night!!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4272027100701018208</id><published>2008-11-01T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:37:43.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party at Olympus View Dental</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/2947176a.pbw" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2947176a.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had to work on Halloween, we decided to have all the kids come in for a costume party.  Chelsey didn't have to work on Friday so she and Kasey brought Sydney, Bella and Max in with their costumes on.  Everyone else brought in their kids dressed in their Halloween attire.  They were all so cute!  We made nachos and homemade rootbeer and had lots of treats for the kiddies!   I am so lucky to work with such fun people!  I love them like they are my own family.  If I have to spend 8 hours a day away from my babies, I am glad it is with my girls from OVD! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4272027100701018208?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4272027100701018208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4272027100701018208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4272027100701018208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4272027100701018208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-party-at-olympus-view-dental.html' title='Halloween Party at Olympus View Dental'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5526186367732821672</id><published>2008-11-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:21:33.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Fest at Porcupine Grill!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/53f96259.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=53f96259.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our favorite traditions is to go to Porcupine Grill for October Fest.  We have done this every year for I don't know how long!  We met some of our friends there.  Jeremy, Janelle and Taggert, Laurie and Jr., and Shar and Jack.  We had so much fun sharing nachos and hot wings and just laughing and catching up!  We never get to see Jeremy, Janelle and Tag so it was especially fun!  October Fest is over now but we have next year to look forward to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5526186367732821672?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5526186367732821672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5526186367732821672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5526186367732821672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5526186367732821672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/11/october-fest-at-porcupine-grill.html' title='October Fest at Porcupine Grill!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3262746253595741956</id><published>2008-11-01T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:12:41.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/bb53bd1b.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bb53bd1b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we took Bella to "Cookie Cutters" for her first haircut.  I had attempted to cut her hair a few times, but I was unsuccessful (she has the wiggles).  We were nervous about this as Bella is going through an "I'm scared" phase.  She is pretty much scared of everything.  When we got there, they had Bella pick out a movie to watch.  She chose &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby Einstein &lt;/span&gt;and then she chose a pink car to sit in.  They gave Bella some bubbles so she was having fun with those until she got the blower too close to her lips, Yuk!  Teresa did a great job cutting her hair even though Bella was a moving target for almost all of the procedure, thus the short bangs.  Bella had so much fun, she didn't want to leave.  Thank you "Cookie Cutters" for making her experience so enjoyable (for all of us)!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3262746253595741956?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3262746253595741956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=3262746253595741956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3262746253595741956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3262746253595741956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/11/bellas-first-haircut.html' title='Bella&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8542565333351701158</id><published>2008-10-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:17:24.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Witches Night Out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w431.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/503d0cfe.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s431.photobucket.com/albums/qq32/hygienegal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=503d0cfe.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witches Night Out at Gardner Village is one of our favorite things to do as a family.  It is the biggest costume party I have ever seen!  It actually isn't until October 24th and 25th, but last year when we went it was wall to wall people!  We wanted to avoid the crowd this year so we went a week early with Jenn, Nate and Logan.  Gardner Village has events all month long so no matter when you go, there are so many things going on.  Almost everyone dresses up like witches.  We were going to dress the kids up, but we ordered Bella's costume on line and it won't be here till this week.  Bummer!  Max was in awe of everything going on around him.  He just kicked back and watched everybody.  He is so dang cute!!  It is so much fun there, they have music piped all over the village.  Chelsey and Sydney were dancing in the street with a bunch of other people.  They love any opportunity to just let their hair down and have fun!  We ran into our friend Suzzi who owns a photo booth, she takes it to different events and parties.   She let the girls take some pictures, let were so cute!!  They thought it was tons of fun!  We are going to have her come and do Chelsey's and Kasey's wedding.  Check out what she does on her website at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smilenowphotobooths@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  We finished off the night with a visit to Sweet Afton's Candy Shop.  Bella was in heaven!  Troy let her pick out a few of her favorite treats.  He regretted it later when she was bouncing off the walls with a sugar high!  What a fun night we had!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8542565333351701158?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8542565333351701158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8542565333351701158' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8542565333351701158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8542565333351701158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/witches-night-out.html' title='Witches Night Out!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2527895348510040810</id><published>2008-10-15T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:40:32.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Grandpa!  (Play music "My Wish" by Rascal Flatts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w483.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/f52b1d16.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s483.photobucket.com/albums/rr195/bellamax/?action=view&amp;current=f52b1d16.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met Mike was the day before Troy and I got married. I was a complete wreck, trying to pull our wedding together and I don't know why, but I chose to work the day before so I was tired and stressed. I had also had some "family issues" that added to the chaos. Needless to say I was a basket case. This, combined with the fact that I was meeting his family for the first time, I really wanted to run! We walked up to the door of his hotel room and knocked, I felt like I was going to pass out. Mike opened the door and walked over to me, grabbed me and gave me the biggest hug and said, "I am so happy to meet you, sweetheart!" At once I loved this man! He has always made me feel like such an important part of his family. Chelsey and Sydney have always called him Grandpa, they feel as though they are his grandchildren. He always shows them so much love, they love him back with all their hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we got off the plane, I couldn't believe my eyes when Bella went right to Grandpa, no hesitation! I think he reminds her of Troy. He is so wonderful with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the kids, they all love spending time with him. After Bella was born, he and Patty flew out and surprised us with a visit. Mike has been out here to see us several times, once for Troy's baptism and even was part of the surprise for Troy's 40th surprise birthday party (what a riot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to California to see Grandpa and Grandma is always such a treat, Grandpa always goes out of his way to make our visits so much fun! He always has something fabulous planned. The first year we were married the girls and I flew out so they could meet Troy's family. Mike took us all to Disneyland (which he hates), Sea World with everyone else in the family, we had so much fun dining with Shamu! Those were fun times, but we have fun with him even if it's just going to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Spectrum &lt;/span&gt;to shop. He hates shopping but he gives the kids "walkin' around money" and shops till they drop! Everything is always about the kids, sometimes I think he is just a kid at heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, we just want to tell you how much we love and appreciate you for everything you do and everything you are. We wish we were closer so we could give you a big birthday hug and kiss on your special day. Just know that on October 17th, we will be celebrating your life here in Utah. Our birthday wish for you is good health, a long life, filled with much love and happiness! We love you! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Congratulations Heidi and Eddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SPZ9rNhxeuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Wb1E739n6_c/s1600-h/Easter+08+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257527796320795362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SPZ9rNhxeuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Wb1E739n6_c/s400/Easter+08+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Life is a journey, and love is what makes that journey worthwhile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--Unknown &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing we could be there on your wedding day! We would be there if we could, but sometimes life gets in the way. Just know that we love you and wish you all the happiness life can bring! Till we see you again, give yourselves a hug and kiss from the Utah Fishers. Congratulations, we love you both! &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/1379397596945892105-2527895348510040810?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2527895348510040810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2527895348510040810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2527895348510040810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2527895348510040810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-grandpa.html' title='Happy Birthday, Grandpa!  (Play music &quot;My Wish&quot; by Rascal Flatts)'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SPZ9rNhxeuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Wb1E739n6_c/s72-c/Easter+08+053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3782214747998272362</id><published>2008-10-08T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:03:00.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Troy and Lisa - 10 Year Anniversary!!! (Play "It's Your Love" by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2326/11612473/flicks/1/5818602" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="heart_pendant" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I gave up on fairy tales a long time ago.  There never is a "happily ever after."  Love and marriage is hard work with ups and downs, successes and disappointment.  I heard once, "you don't fall in love, you grow it."  This is a truth that I have learned over years of experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Troy, when you and I were married 10 years ago, I thought you were the cutest man I had ever known.  You could make me laugh and I just loved being with you, no matter what we were doing.  You were my hope of a "happily ever after."  I remember when you asked me to marry you, I was so excited but so scared.  I had been hurt more than anyone should ever have to experience.  It was a beautiful August night, you took my hands in yours and said, "I want to spend the rest of my life making you as happy as I possibly can."  As I looked into your eyes, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; in what you were telling me,  I still do.  I know you want more than anything to make my life wonderful.  Life hasn't been easy for us, we struggle in so many ways, but we are so blessed.  We have such a wonderful family!  We have created two of the most precious children together Bella and Max, what a joy they are to us.  These are things that money can't buy.  Money can't make me smile like Max can.  Possessions don't throw their arms around you and tell you they love you like Bella can.  We have so much!  Troy, you have kept your promise to me and you continue to "make me as happy as you possibly can" every day.   I love you more than you will ever know.  Happy Anniversary!!!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"To laugh often and love much... to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to give one's self... this is to have succeeded." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3782214747998272362?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3782214747998272362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=3782214747998272362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3782214747998272362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3782214747998272362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/troy-and-lisa-10-year-anniversary.html' title='Troy and Lisa - 10 Year Anniversary!!! (Play &quot;It&apos;s Your Love&quot; by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill)'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2921108692191011976</id><published>2008-10-05T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:13:52.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Days</title><content type='html'>This weekend the weather changed.  It rained all day Saturday, continued Sunday morning but Sunday afternoon the sun came out.  There was a chill in the air and it finally felt like Fall is here!  Fall is my most favorite time of the year.  Utah falls are some of the most spectacular I have ever seen.  There is something in the air, I can't explain it.  It is a feel, a smell, the mountains...something. Fall usually starts when football starts.  Troy and I both miss watching Parker play football!  We loved wearing our "Silverwolves" sweatshirts, taking our camp chairs, blankets, and hot chocolate all in preparation to watch Parker play.  We are happy we have Maximus "the Tank" Fisher to continue the tradition of football in our family.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids can always tell when it is fall because I bake!  Troy and the kids love this time of year for that very reason.  I don't always have time to cook so when I do, they love it!  I love it when the weather is cold and dreary, it gives me a chance to spend the day with my family.  The older kids stay home and "hang out" with us.  I love this! We just hung out with our family all weekend, it was so awesome!  I am so much like my Dad in this respect.  I remember my Dad telling me I couldn't go out with my friends when I was a teenager.  I would ask him "why?"  He would respond "because I just want you home."  I never really understood this until I became a parent.  Sometimes we as parents, just want our children around us.  It makes us feel safe and complete.  When my older kids are out, I feel as though something is missing.  It is a weird parent thing I guess.  Mother Hen needs her chicks tucked safely under her wing, watching movies and eating homemade cookies!  &lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2326/11612473/flicks/1/5784438" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="sequence" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holidayjoys.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.holidayjoys.com/halloween/dividers/halloween_divider_18.gif" alt="Halloween Myspace Dividers" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Tagged again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been tagged again by my friend Kristy.  I am sorry it has taken me so long to respond but I am a fragmented, working mother!  Here I go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Two names I go by:  Troy calls me "Lil' Lisa" and Tammy at work calls me "Lala."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Two things I am wearing right now:  Exercise pants and a sweat jacket (it is chilly outside and I refuse to turn on the heat just yet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Two things I want in my life right now:  More financial stability (this economy is the pits!) and a much needed mini-vacation to the Homestead (a long weekend would be good, I don't have any vacation days left due to maternity leave).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Two things I did last night:  Made homemade tomato soup and biscuits and homemade oatmeal cookies for dinner, and played with my babies before they went to sleep (this is my favorite thing to do every night).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Two things I ate today:  Homemade oatmeal cookie and pico de gallo and chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Two of my favorite drinks:  Diet coke and WATER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Five people I am tagging:  Jenn Dastrup, Lindsey Barfuss, Karen Derr, Kelly Dyches, and Jenn Kay.  YOU HAVE BEEN TAGGED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I could, I would walk through the night, gently gathering up all the most beautiful dreams in the world one by one, I would tuck them into a basket woven from star beams, until the basket overflowed.  Then I would tiptoe to your house &amp;amp; spill them out whispering...these are for one who deserves only beautiful things." &lt;/span&gt;  --Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2921108692191011976?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2921108692191011976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2921108692191011976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2921108692191011976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2921108692191011976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-days.html' title='Fall Days'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-8204487773364792974</id><published>2008-10-05T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:39:15.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating for Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2326/11612473/flicks/1/5784098" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="stack" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is one of our favorite times of the year.  We all love to decorate the house with scary stuff!  This time of year we love to snuggle on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon and watch scary movies, not the slasher kind of movies but the fun ones.  Our favorites are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hocus Pocus, Practical Magic, &lt;/span&gt;the Disney version of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, Summer Magic, Watcher in the Woods, &lt;/span&gt;and my personal favorite &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Changling.  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks to Cathy for finding me this movie and surprising me with it for my birthday a few years ago.  This movie always freaks me out, even though there isn't any blood or guts (I personally hate that kind of movie).  I love a good psychological thriller!  We have been introducing Bella to Halloween this year, last year she was too little.  We have to be careful, she has already been scared by the big, fake spider we hang outside our door on a web.  I don't want her to be traumatized, so we are sticking with the more tame movies when she is around.  I am working on costumes for trick or treat this year.  I'm thinking Bella will be a witch and Max will be a skunk.  Don't worry, I will take &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of pictures!  I am so excited!  They are going to be so cute!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holidayjoys.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.holidayjoys.com/halloween/dividers/halloween_divider_12.gif" alt="Halloween Myspace Dividers" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-8204487773364792974?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8204487773364792974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=8204487773364792974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8204487773364792974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/8204487773364792974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/decorating-for-halloween.html' title='Decorating for Halloween!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-6544611769136157417</id><published>2008-10-01T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:13:17.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Shoutout for October!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to all our favorites born in October:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennifer Kay (sister) - October 1st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan Derr (niece) - October 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris Derr (sister-in-law) - October 12th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike Fisher (Dad) - October 17th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nathan Kay (brother-in-law) - October 25th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whitney Whitlock (friend) - October 26th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2326/11612473/flicks/1/5758843" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="squares" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holidayjoys.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.holidayjoys.com/halloween/dividers/halloween_divider_03.gif" alt="Halloween &lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Halloween!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500px" height="373px" id="InsertWidget_795c8260-4b68-4d6c-808d-758fe022b97f" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgetserver.com/syndication/flash/wrapper/InsertWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="r=2&amp;amp;appId=795c8260-4b68-4d6c-808d-758fe022b97f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://widgetserver.com/syndication/flash/wrapper/InsertWidget.swf" name="InsertWidget_795c8260-4b68-4d6c-808d-758fe022b97f" width="500px" height="373px" quality="high" menu="false" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" flashvars="r=2&amp;amp;appId=795c8260-4b68-4d6c-808d-758fe022b97f"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My sister Jenn has tagged me and asked me to share 3 of my quirks and 3 of Troy's quirks with all of our "blog buddies."  Here I go:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;I hate "static-cling."  I think this stems from my youth, doing folding before the invention of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Downey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bounce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love my side of the bed and I won't share it with anyone, including Bella or Troy who are always trying to take it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love my pillow, I take it everywhere with me!  I take it anywhere I have ever been in the world!  Bella, again is always positioning to confiscate it from me.  She has not been successful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Troy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;One word, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOTBALL!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He eats, sleeps, drinks football.  We have a deal though, he gets to watch football, uninterrupted and he has to do all the laundry.  Fair trade, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He hates to discipline the kids.  He is always the "good cop" to my "bad cop."  If I say no to the kids, they ask him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He showers about 3 times a day.  He hates to be dirty or sweaty.  He mows the lawn, he showers, if its hot and he sweats, he showers, etc.  At least I always have a clean smelling husband, he never stinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it, a glimpse into the life of Troy and Lisa.  I would like to extend this tag to my friends Tammy, Lindsey Christensen, and Laurie Davies.  Sorry guys, I had to do it!  I can't wait to see what your quirks are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-6544611769136157417?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6544611769136157417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=6544611769136157417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6544611769136157417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/6544611769136157417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday-shoutout-for-october.html' title='Birthday Shoutout for October!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-1112442214246227</id><published>2008-09-27T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:17:29.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Them Grow!  (Play music "In My Arms" by Plumb)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="zoom_and_fade" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2326/11612473/flicks/1/5730666" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6I4xd9a5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/LANBS_0_97M/s1600-h/P1000552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250784724493626258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6I4xd9a5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/LANBS_0_97M/s400/P1000552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Bella and cousin Alex hanging out, watching "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cars&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6IAkRYVhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eKmsLYLpM4w/s1600-h/P1000590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250783758878529042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6IAkRYVhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eKmsLYLpM4w/s400/P1000590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Max started doing the "army crawl" about 3 weeks ago, he is now getting up on his knees. It won't be long now before he is crawling! He is growing up so fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6HmKx7qbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/p64D63jSVIg/s1600-h/P1000565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250783305359141298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6HmKx7qbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/p64D63jSVIg/s400/P1000565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Bella please don't help your brother play so much!" Sometimes she forgets she is bigger than him (for now)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6HJf6Cn9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Q1k6N6BIiec/s1600-h/P1000562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250782812814090194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6HJf6Cn9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Q1k6N6BIiec/s400/P1000562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Max and his older sissies, Chelsey and Sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I don't know why Fall makes me so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;melancholy,&lt;/span&gt; maybe it is the beginning of the school year, or just the change in the air. Leaves change color, children get older, it is a landmark of life. I sit and watch my children, all so different in their own way. They are growing up so fast, to me this is bittersweet. It is fun to watch them become individuals with their own unique personalities but it's hard when they don't need you for the little things anymore. My old boss told me a long time ago, "When you are young it seems as if your life drags on. When you graduate from high school, it gains momentum, but after you have children, your life is over." At first I thought this was funny, but now I see it from a different perspective. I watch Chelsey as she goes about her life, she is so beautiful and such a hard worker. She has so much integrity and compassion. It is so wonderful seeing her become the woman she is destined to be. She makes me so proud and I love her with all my heart. Several years ago Troy told me that Sydney was going to be one of those girls who kicks a guy to the curb if he pisses her off. How could he have known? Sydney is adorable and fun. She is my buddy. She told me "I love it when we hang out, just you and me." She also said "I want to have a sleepover at Grandma's." How many 16 years-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; say such a thing! I enjoy her so much and love spending time with her. She is such an amazing girl and I really appreciate all her help with the babies. My wish is that I could just hold my children in my arms forever and never let them go. They have to be able to spread their wings and fly, but sometimes it is so hard to toss them in the air. I remember a saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hildr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;en are like grains of sand, if you hold onto them too tightly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;they will slip through your fingers. If you hold them lovingly in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;the palm of your hand, they will stay there forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;As much as we want to protect our children, we have to be able to let them learn from their mistakes. We can shield them as much as possible but we also must be able to let go and let them fall, experiences will mold them into the individuals they will become. The blessing for me at this time in my life is to be the parent of several different ages and mentalities of children. Bella is tricky, she thinks and acts like the older kids, she is too smart for her own good. However, I am always mindful that she is still a baby. Parenting at this level is more of a challenge than I could ever imagine, but I am learning so much. They grow up so fast, and we can't do anything to stop it. Nothing could be more difficult but more rewarding than this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;P.S. Thank you all for your kind words regarding my blog. It is such a pleasure for me to be able to do this for all of you so you can be a part of our life. We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-1112442214246227?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1112442214246227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=1112442214246227' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1112442214246227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/1112442214246227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/watch-them-grow.html' title='Watching Them Grow!  (Play music &quot;In My Arms&quot; by Plumb)'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SN6I4xd9a5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/LANBS_0_97M/s72-c/P1000552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-7745643891648833507</id><published>2008-09-22T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:42:41.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Troy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="photo_peel" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2326/11612473/flicks/1/5697553" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Troy, I just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday and tell you how much you mean to me. I love you for so many reasons. I love how much you love our children. You are such a wonderful father, sometimes you are more of a friend to our older kids than you should be but I know it is because you thoroughly love spending time with them. I love to watch you with our babies. Bella is such a Daddy's girl. She will walk right past me, just to jump into your arms. I watch Max cry when you turn and walk away from him. He just wants to be with you. You are so loved, there is nothing more precious than being loved by a child. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the way you take care of me, pouring me a bath at the end of a long day of work, trying to pamper me as much as I will let you. I love how I will pick up my phone to call you and you will say "I was just about to call you! You are spooky!" I love how you are always so quick to tell me to buy something for myself, even if we don't have much extra money while convincing me by saying "you deserve it!" A fun day for me is spending time with you whether it is going to Costco, Wal-mart, or Home Depot. Cooking with you is also fun, except when you start adding your "secret ingredients." You can always calm me down when my world feels like it is falling in around me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will never forget how proud you were of me when I graduated with my hygiene degree. You are always so supportive of all of my "projects" and you are my biggest fan. I know I don't look like the same woman you married, having lost a leg and gained a "few" pounds from being pregnant for two years (pretty much), however I love you like I did back then, now a hundred times more. I can't wait to grow old with you, to watch our children grow up and to see you with their children. You are my sun, my moon, my love, my life. Happy birthday, Honey, I hope you have a fabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanted to give you some of your favorite things for your birthday: Faith Hill, the Manning brothers, and FOOTBALL!! I wish it could be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhJ4uyeyPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ljKM8HsYny4/s1600-h/P1000576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249026604681578738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhJ4uyeyPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ljKM8HsYny4/s400/P1000576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhKlDnPd2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/r0UDf9uAN1g/s1600-h/P1000580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249027366185826146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhKlDnPd2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/r0UDf9uAN1g/s400/P1000580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhK-ZS0oUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-cUmI1oSC10/s1600-h/P1000600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249027801502490946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhK-ZS0oUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-cUmI1oSC10/s400/P1000600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-7745643891648833507?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7745643891648833507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=7745643891648833507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7745643891648833507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/7745643891648833507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-troy.html' title='Happy Birthday Troy!!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SNhJ4uyeyPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ljKM8HsYny4/s72-c/P1000576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3047727012710810106</id><published>2008-09-14T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:50:33.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning</title><content type='html'>Sydney and I canned peach/berry jam last week.  It was so much fun teaching her how to do it!  She was so excited to learn and did such a good job!  I love that she loves to spend time with her old mom!  She reminds me so much of myself and the relationship I have with my Mom.  My Mom is really my best buddy.  We love all the same things.  I feel this relationship developing with my girls and I LOVE IT!&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5643561" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="floating_pics" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Jenn, Kristen and I canned homemade salsa.  This is quite the process, not only because of the huge amounts of tomatoes it involves, but because of the onions, anaheim peppers, and jalepeno peppers that physically affect anyone who dares to come near them!  We learned a few things:  1) we already knew not to cut jalepenos without a mask and gloves, 2) also do not cut anaheim peppers without at least gloves, and 3) if for any reason you choose not to do 1 and/or 2, have a bowl of milk nearby.  A google search revealed that if you get the oil from peppers on your hands, dip your hands in milk products, i.e. milk, yogurt, ice cream, sour cream, etc.  DO NOT wash them with water (we learned the hard way) because your fingers will feel like they are on fire for approximately 2 1/2 days (also learned the hard way).  Just a tip for all my friends and family.  For the record, the salsa is awesome and it was so much fun spending time with my sisters!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5661675" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="revolution" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3047727012710810106?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3047727012710810106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=3047727012710810106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3047727012710810106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3047727012710810106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/canning.html' title='Canning'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4025800737572977127</id><published>2008-09-14T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:29:45.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Shoutout for September!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The other day I had an idea. It was my brother Mike's birthday September 6th. He was on my mind all day, but in my hectic life I got so busy I actually forgot to call him to wish him a happy birthday. I know he probably didn't even notice, but I did. I felt so bad. I love him so much and I never get to talk to him so when I do call him I feel like I need at least a half hour just to catch up. A few days later my father-in-law Mike called to find out all of our birthdays and the light went on...I decided to do a monthly birthday blog entry! This will help everyone remember each other's birthday, including myself! I am starting in September because this is my craziest birthday month, trying to remember everyone and wish them a happy birthday. I am working on getting pictures of everyone so be patient with me. So Happy Birthday to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike Derr (brother) - September 6th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsey Barfuss (friend) - September 6th &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cathy Cevering (sister) - September 12th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd Petersen (friend, business partner) - September 13th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi Goodman (mother) - September 14th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle Derr (sister) - September 17th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parker Fisher (son) - September 17th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chase Derr (nephew) - September 20th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troy Fisher (my handsome husband) - September 23rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="shimmer_tiles" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5642714" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/1379397596945892105-4025800737572977127?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4025800737572977127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4025800737572977127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4025800737572977127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4025800737572977127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-shoutout-for-september.html' title='Happy Birthday Shoutout for September!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-606835703106596397</id><published>2008-09-06T17:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:40:38.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Pool Party!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5587110" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="carousel" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Saturday of Labor Day weekend we all were invited to Chuck's and Kris' house for a pool party.  We did it Saturday due to an impending weather change which was going to drop the temperature from a sweltering 97 degrees to 60 something degrees, with rain.  Good call!  After the Farmer's Market, we were all hot, the pool was a welcome sight.  It was the perfect day for a pool party.  Chuck and Kris are always so gracious and show us all such a good time.  I think everyone enjoyed the water, especially the kids.  Parker is always a fish, and missed going to his mom's house to spend time in the pool with the family.  He was so cute and helpful with the babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-606835703106596397?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/606835703106596397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=606835703106596397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/606835703106596397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/606835703106596397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day Pool Party!!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2214296096868291361</id><published>2008-09-06T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:09:11.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Kris!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="photo_peel" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5587214" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris is my sister-in-law. She is married to my brother Chuck. I have known her more than half my life. She is one of the most sincere people I know. Charity is her mantra, she will give and give and never expects anything in return. She will always ask if she help or if she can bring something to a "get together."  If a baby is crying, she is the first one to try and calm them down. If I am desperate for a babysitter, she will change her plans to help me out. I will never forget on my wedding day, she flew in with Chuck to surprise me. She walked into my mom's room where I was getting ready, I broke down in tears when I saw her. She said "I couldn't miss this day. I had to be here." She has been such a wonderful friend to me for so many years and I know I haven't thanked her enough for all she has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Max was born I went through one of the hardest times of my life, going through the week without Troy (he was out of town on business). I don't know what I would have done without my wonderful support system of my mother, Karen, Kristen, and the rest of my friends and family. The week after Max came home, I think the enormity of the situation, along with extreme hormonal issues hit me all at once. I had a complete breakdown and was sobbing uncontrollably. It was Valentine's Day and I was feeling so overwhelmed.  Just then Kris walked in with a casserole dish in her hand. She said "I just wanted to bring you dinner." She saw my face and asked "what's the matter?" I broke down. She hugged me and cried with me until I felt better. I can't even tell you how many times she has laughed with me and cried with me. We have been through so much together. Kris, I just want you to know how much I love you and appreciate you for all you do.   You do so much for everyone in our family, tirelessly entertaining the "in-laws" always treating us as if we were anything but "in-laws."  You are always running around making sure everyone is having a good time.  I don't think I have ever seen you in your own pool!  I just wanted you to know I notice.  You are an amazing woman and I am so blessed to have you in my life. &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/1379397596945892105-2214296096868291361?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2214296096868291361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2214296096868291361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2214296096868291361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2214296096868291361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-kris.html' title='Thank you Kris!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5867487255300388506</id><published>2008-09-06T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:17:03.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes Fall!  The Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="magnifier" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5565527" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sydney, and the babies met Mom, Jenn, Nate and Logan at the Farmer's Market Labor Day weekend. Although Pioneer Park in downtown Salt Lake is my favorite Farmer's Market, it is a little scary! It is an adventure hanging out with all the transients, fighting downtown traffic, and finding parking. If you are planning on actually purchasing produce, you go to the "other" Farmer's Market on the safe side of town, but if you want an experience in diversity and ambience you come here! It's always fun with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 540px; HEIGHT: 410px" name="revolution" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="540" height="410" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5587261" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murray Park is much safer if you dare to drive into a "sea of senior citizens." This can actually be scarier than transients. Today we actually bought peaches and berries, so I can make homemade jam. Troy also bought bread and goat cheese. I love to "can" in the fall. I inherited this tradition from my Mom. I remember as a child waking up to the smell of sugar and fruit processing. My mother always canned peaches, pears, apricots, cherries and different kinds of jam. I only attempt one kind of jam and I also can homemade salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always so much fun when Daddy comes with us. He really likes it when he gets there, he usually buys more than I do. I truly believe he is a closet chef, a trait he learned from his Dad. His dad Mike is one of the best cooks I have ever met, especially on the grill! After we shopped, we went out to lunch with Mom, Jenn, Kristen, Troy, the babies, and myself. The older girls love to go too but they had plans with their Dad. I will be making jam tomorrow, satisfying the "domestic goddess" part of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5867487255300388506?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5867487255300388506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5867487255300388506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5867487255300388506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5867487255300388506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-comes-fall-farmers-market.html' title='Here Comes Fall!  The Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-4686776010651461858</id><published>2008-09-06T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:45:11.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella &amp; Max</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="rotating_glass" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5587393" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everything changed forever in our world when Bella and Max came into our lives.  They are both an amazing gift to our family.  They are both so individual and bring a different dynamic with each new day.  Each and every member of this family is completely smitten with these babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella is a spit-fire!  She is so bright, every day she does something new that shocks me.  She not only speaks in sentences but she really knows what she is talking about.  A couple of days ago Bella proceeded to tell Chelsey, Sydney and I, "look at the bug," pointing to the ceiling.  We asked her what kind of bug it was and she went into detail about how it was on our back and crawling.  We asked her "Bella is it squishy or fuzzy?"  She replied "fuzzy."  I then said "is it fuzzy or squishy?"  She stated "squishy."  She basically repeats whatever you say last.  Needless to say we are having a blast with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reminds me of Nemo on the Disney movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Finding Nemo.  &lt;/span&gt;If you tell her not to touch something, she will touch it just to spite you.  She really is a stinker, but because she is so cute she gets away with a great deal, especially with her Daddy.  She is such a Daddy's girl, to him she can do no wrong.  She melts everyone's heart when she reaches up to you with her little arms outstretched, and says "I need you."  How do you say no to that?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonder Sesame Street is!  I think we watch this show about 4 hours a day.  Bella will repeat over and over "sunny day, sunny day."  This means it is time to activate the DVR (a modern miracle) and watch one of the multiple Sesame Street episodes we have recorded.  Due to the insanity factor of watching the same one over and over, we have accumulated approximately 25 episodes.  However, because of her obsession with Elmo and Dorothy, she not only knows how to sing the alphabet song in full, but if you ask her what a "D" is, she replies "Daddy."  If you ask her what an "N" is, she replies "no, no, no."  A "P" is Parker, a "C" is cookie, a "J" is jumpin' J (a song on Sesame Street), and on and on.  She can also sing "Sing, Sing a Song," the theme from Sesame Street and even Josh Grobin songs, (when Dad and Mom need a break), the songs in Italian are more difficult for her, but we're working on that.  She really does surprise me, it's hard to believe because she's not even two years old yet.  So thank you Elmo, thank you Dorothy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max on the other hand is so content.  He just hangs out and plays with his toys.  My favorite time is when I walk in the door at night after a long day at work, he is in his exer-saucer or having tummy time on the floor.  I walk over and say "hi Max!"  He looks up at me with his big blue eyes and grins from ear to ear.  To him I am the best thing since sliced bread!  He brings me so much joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so hectic around our house.  Teenage kids running in and out, wanting money, car keys, poster board, help with school work, or a shoulder to cry on.  Babies crying, needing food or fresh pants, or just to be held.  One day when all of this was coming down at once and I needed just one moment to myself to go to the bathroom, there is a knock at the door.  "I need you."  I looked at myself in the mirror as I was washing my hands and asked myself "do I have time for a nervous breakdown?"  Now Bella was crying for me, I looked back at my reflection and conceded "not today."  This is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why the blessing of all these children happened at this time in my life. Every day I realize the miracle of life by looking in my beautiful children's faces.  We all have a purpose here on earth, and I know is is an awesome responsibility to help &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my children reach their full potential.  Somedays I feel like I do a good job, while other days I'm not so sure.  I always try to remember what Grandma Sessions always told me "Do your best, that's all angels can do."  I also remember something I read, if someone you love makes mistakes you need to "Love them for all that they are, and all that they're not."  I hope my children know that they may not be perfect, they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; make mistakes, but no matter where their choices lead them, their Mom is always in their corner, no matter what.  This I learned from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you babies,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; all of you&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou are a piece of a puzzle to someone else's life.  You may never know where you fit, but others will fill the holes in their lives with pieces of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-4686776010651461858?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4686776010651461858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=4686776010651461858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4686776010651461858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/4686776010651461858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/bella-max.html' title='Bella &amp; Max'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-5652764146782888350</id><published>2008-08-26T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:11:15.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have an Announcement to Make!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" FlashVars="ql=2&amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5566232" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="rotating_glass" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyMDYyNzM4NDA2OSZwdD*xMjIwNjI3NDExODUxJnA9Mzk1MSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's official, Kasey and Chelsey are engaged.  Kasey took her for a motorcycle ride up Big Cottonwood Canyon to his favorite place.  Chelsey said it was so beautiful and peaceful, and then he asked her to marry him.  We are so excited to have Kasey as part of our family.  The two of them look so happy when they are together.  I am sad to be losing my oldest "baby" but I am so glad she found someone who loves her the way she deserves to be loved.  We hope all of you put June 26th, 2009 on your calendar.  This is the day they have chosen to be married.  We wish to see all of our family and friends there.  More info will be coming so watch your mailboxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;reatness is not found in possessions, power, position, or prestige.  It is discovered in goodness, humility, service, and character."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;--William Arthur Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-5652764146782888350?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5652764146782888350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=5652764146782888350' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5652764146782888350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/5652764146782888350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-announcement-to-make.html' title='We Have an Announcement to Make!'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-3995260478042762244</id><published>2008-08-26T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:59:44.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blessing of Max</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" FlashVars="ql=2&amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5566478" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="acrobat_cube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;" align="left"&gt;We finally blessed Max on August 3rd, 2008. I was so excited for him to have his big day! My brother Rick blessed our beautiful boy, the prayer was wonderful! We were all so thrilled to have a party in Max's honor with all of our family and friends. We were so lucky that Michelle, Mary and Maddie were in town so we had fun sharing this special day with them! We always love seeing our family and spending time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I look into Max's beautiful eyes I can't imagine my life without him. He has brought so much joy into all of our lives. With a coo and a huge dimpled smile he can always melt my heart. Welcome to our family Max, we are so happy you are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-3995260478042762244?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3995260478042762244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=3995260478042762244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3995260478042762244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/3995260478042762244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessing-of-max.html' title='The Blessing of Max'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2219355295496133511</id><published>2008-08-24T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:55:15.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Till We Meet Again, Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" FlashVars="ql=2&amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL1918/11497401/flicks/1/5566517" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="zoom_and_fade" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer Troy's sweet grandpa passed away. Our hearts are broken at the loss of Papa. We will miss his mischevious, twinkling blue eyes which literally sparkled when he smiled. I don't think I ever spoke to him, asking him "how are you Papa" without his reply of "never had it so good!" He truly loved life, he loved everyone around him and we all felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I met him for the first time. Troy and I had been married for about 3 months and we had gone to California for a wedding. I hadn't met most of his family. I felt like I was about to be put through the most intense interregation that I could possibly experience. We were to meet at a restaurant on the beach, just down from their home. We walked toward the table, I was so nervous. Papa looked at me, smiled, took my hands in his and said "hello sweetheart!" In all the years I spent with this wonderful man, this is the greeting I always received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved his family, and his acquired family. He especially loved his sweetheart, friend and forever companion, Margaret (Sugarbabe) whom he fondly referred to as "Frenchy."  She was always by his side caring for him, never a complaint, always with love.  Their love was an inspiration to all who knew them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all felt his genuine warmth and caring. Chelsey and Sydney married into this family and he always made them feel as if they were his real grandchildren, which was evident to me when they heard of his passing they were beside themselves with grief. When Bella and Max were born, he was on the phone constantly asking how the babies were. He was so happy to be around them when we went to visit. This was a man who touched so many! Papa, we love you and miss you. We know you are "our angel," watching over us and what a wonderful feeling that is! Till we see you again, Papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2219355295496133511?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2219355295496133511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2219355295496133511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2219355295496133511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2219355295496133511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-papa.html' title='Till We Meet Again, Papa'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1379397596945892105.post-2773453924221889817</id><published>2008-08-24T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:55:22.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHhs2BxmWI/AAAAAAAAACg/5hekzgoRRO8/s1600-h/memorial+day+2008+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238216002142050658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHhs2BxmWI/AAAAAAAAACg/5hekzgoRRO8/s400/memorial+day+2008+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHg-Zxmd1I/AAAAAAAAACI/XxnIdpKd5sM/s1600-h/memorial+day+2008+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238215204284036946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHg-Zxmd1I/AAAAAAAAACI/XxnIdpKd5sM/s400/memorial+day+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHg-mIkOZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ieLPlbDEjSE/s1600-h/memorial+day+2008+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238215207601584530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHg-mIkOZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ieLPlbDEjSE/s400/memorial+day+2008+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHg-7KmLmI/AAAAAAAAACY/20T2q6S0Zck/s1600-h/memorial+day+2008+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a family tradition of going to the cemetary every Memorial Day to decorate the graves of Lisa's Dad, Stepdad, and Grandparents. We always enjoy spending time together and remembering those who have passed on.  We are so blessed to have a close family, and that we can share experiences and laugh and cry over memories that we have had with our loved ones. ( I love this picture of Troy and Bella.  She is such a Daddy's girl!) It was a little chilly and rainy this year so we didn't stay long. The kids were getting hungry and tired so we left the flowers and headed over to Brick Oven for pizza, pasta, and homemade rootbeer.  Everyone's favorite, including Grandma Sessions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1379397596945892105-2773453924221889817?l=troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2773453924221889817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1379397596945892105&amp;postID=2773453924221889817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2773453924221889817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1379397596945892105/posts/default/2773453924221889817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troyandlisafisher.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-family-tradition-of-going-to.html' title='Summer Days'/><author><name>Troy and Lisa Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09751437891742682523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzCSp3iAN4g/SLHhs2BxmWI/AAAAAAAAACg/5hekzgoRRO8/s72-c/memorial+day+2008+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
