<?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-7933351324912772700</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:10:23.007-08:00</updated><category term='The Crew'/><category term='just another day'/><category term='A little help from my friends'/><category term='Straight out of the IE'/><category term='tiny loves'/><category term='wish list'/><category term='Road Trip'/><title type='text'>We're Out Living Life....DuRocher Style</title><subtitle type='html'>The adventure has begun!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3262513029875332374</id><published>2011-08-04T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:45:47.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sometimes being a working mom is hard. I mean, I know that it is what my family needs from me, but still its hard. I am also incredibly blessed to have Sydney and Dean home everyday with loving hands, nana, nanny, and Lindy all shower them with love. &lt;/p&gt;I started a new job 2 weeks ago and have some time on my hands throughout the day. I peruse mom blogs, get ideas of fun things to do with the twins or just gather ideas of how to be a better me (mom, daugher, and wife in no particular order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite memories of growing up was seeing my dad walk through the door after work with his club bag. We had a tradition - I would rush to meet him at the door, forever hopeful there was a little treat inside the bag for me. Sometimes it might be a piece of Sees candy, other days a special folder or pencil from the office supply door. It didn't matter - I loved whatever goofy new thing he brought home for me. So carrying on the tradition, I love to scour the web, go to the Spectrum or to Target to find a new "thing" to bring home to the twins to show them I missed them and thought about them during my day away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday - I discovered Stride Rite was having a buy one get on half off sale - every twin's mother's dream. So off we went to get our feet measured and buy our first pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown sandals for Dean's cute feet and pretty white sandals for little Sydney's feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637117521807973282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxZGdX4q0l8/TjsQhPR-m6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L1sNP19Ar_Y/s200/Dean%2Bsandal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637117010375611522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JWWNkaE-Uk/TjsQDeDAFII/AAAAAAAAAOU/IQYNmdbtsJk/s200/syd%2Bsandal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - I hit the jackpot at Nordstroms baby section. Irvine Spectrum baby section is the best - and definitely a spot I need to visit with my wallet in the car. But today, I shopped and found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rainbow-Chalk-Set-of-4/dp/B000GKY2BM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1312493910&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Sidewalk chalk&lt;/a&gt; with plastic holders and 2 new board books. This &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Piggies-Lap-Sized-Board-Audrey-Wood/dp/0152056327/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1312494067&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; is my favorite and I can't wait to read it with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3262513029875332374?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3262513029875332374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3262513029875332374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3262513029875332374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3262513029875332374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2011/08/working-mom.html' title='Working Mom'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/-qxZGdX4q0l8/TjsQhPR-m6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L1sNP19Ar_Y/s72-c/Dean%2Bsandal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-7264047979138827985</id><published>2011-05-31T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T10:13:05.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><title type='text'>For Every Summer - A New Suit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like TV shows, my favorite bathing suit brands always seem to get canceled. Unlike my favorite TV shows, I try to be age appropriate in my choices. Not to skimpy that I embarrass everyone from teen stepkids to myself. Not to conserverative that my husband wonders why I am already dressing like I am 50. Aaron Chang was at the top for a handful of years - complete with coordinated rash guards and sweats perfect for the boat. But, like Gilmore Girls, its a thing of the past. I stumbled upons Coco Rave at Macys and they are a perfect find for me - conservative enough, but not too much. And even more perfect considering that I will almost always have a twin or two in hand this summer - matching coverups - to avoid any overexposure issues. I couldn't find the coverups on line - and to be honest I only looked at macys - but here are my 2 new suits for this summer. I am a firm believer or quality over quantity when it comes to bathing suits and jeans. You just feel and look better in them. Oh - one more perk about Coco Rave - they are sized including bra sizes so they fit even better - really dreamy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612928527332973618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne0ckI5ub0c/TeUgwc1WnDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QMlvt7EItEs/s200/Bathing%2Bsuit%2B2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mine is the same fit - but white with light blue and candy pink strips. I feel like an ad for a candy store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612927930302010450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqNYA_TAj1g/TeUgNsuFFFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TwtpOnlwpdw/s200/bathing%2Bsuit%2B1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And a good black suit for the feeling fat days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-7264047979138827985?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7264047979138827985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=7264047979138827985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7264047979138827985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7264047979138827985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-every-summer-new-suit.html' title='For Every Summer - A New Suit'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/-Ne0ckI5ub0c/TeUgwc1WnDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QMlvt7EItEs/s72-c/Bathing%2Bsuit%2B2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-8661347995587662825</id><published>2011-05-10T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T09:29:01.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Target Shopping - Calypso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally I end up being really disappointed in buying anything from Target for myself. The quality always seems lacking and the clothes never fit the same after one washing. I end up at Target once a week buying formula for Syd and Dean. I always take a look at the clearance rack for them. It is very rare I buy clothes for them full price - I'd rather buy ahead on a good sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, I stumbled across a darling jumper for Syd for full price $12.99. It was part of their Calypso collection. After checking out the baby pieces for Sydney, I had to go check out what they might have for me. And low and behold - the dress below which might just be perfect for Briana's graduation.&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124243034716322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hezah846QwU/TclmzUQDuKI/AAAAAAAAANo/WnFO_HVXnRo/s200/Target%2BSyd.bmp" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124379493525826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KD22UVPS8mI/Tclm7QmX6UI/AAAAAAAAANw/HTrhrJVrskA/s200/Target%2BDress.bmp" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124657349555602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh9--Ndniyc/TclnLbsadZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kjyVFAzz5-8/s200/Target%2Bnecklace.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-8661347995587662825?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8661347995587662825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=8661347995587662825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/8661347995587662825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/8661347995587662825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2011/05/target-shopping-calypso.html' title='Target Shopping - Calypso'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/-Hezah846QwU/TclmzUQDuKI/AAAAAAAAANo/WnFO_HVXnRo/s72-c/Target%2BSyd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3758473115695221272</id><published>2011-03-07T16:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T16:17:16.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>Dean - 8 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHF-xnz-v_g/TXVynhiYkdI/AAAAAAAAANg/E1BHnOG6pGk/s1600/Dean%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581493336538649042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHF-xnz-v_g/TXVynhiYkdI/AAAAAAAAANg/E1BHnOG6pGk/s200/Dean%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dean is the golden child - you couldn't ask for an easier baby.&lt;br /&gt;- Dean is happy all of the time, unless he is hungry, tired, or a few other fun quirks that we'll get to in a sec&lt;br /&gt;- Dean loves to give the air zerberts - out of no where he will start and laughs at himself or others when they do it.&lt;br /&gt;- Dean loves his mobile - its like is Am Ex, we don't go anywhere without it.&lt;br /&gt;- Dean loves his puppies - unfortunately Suki doesn't return the favor.  He is dog repellent to Suk. Apparently there must have been some ear pulling, because Suki used to love him, now she runs in the other direction if he gets within reach.  Moo is a little more tolerent.&lt;br /&gt;-  Dean is a toy hog!  Nothing makes Dean more frustrated than when he has every toy in the house, except one.  And Sydney has that one...  He doesn't really want it, he just doesn't want her to have it.&lt;br /&gt;- Dean loves to roll.  And he's quick.  Leave the room and come back and almost guaranteed he's in a different location.  He found out yeterday that the tile floor is not a fun place to roll.&lt;br /&gt;- Dean is a do-it yourselfer.  He loves to feed himself his bottle.  Often he will refuse it, if you try to feed him.  But, lay him on his back, hand him his bottle and he's good to go.&lt;br /&gt;- He is a handsome baby - frequently we get compliments to our face and behind our back about little Dean.  Already a ladies man!&lt;br /&gt;- Sydney is his favorite.  Again - like the puppies, its not always a 2 way street.  She loves him from out of reach, but he gets a little too up close and personal for her.&lt;br /&gt;-Dean decided on round 2 this weekend - that rice cereal might be ok.  Of course, he had to have his own spoon and pretend to be in control.  But, its progress.  A few week's ago as soon as it touch his mouth - he screamed out like we were killing him.  He totally wasn't into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3758473115695221272?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3758473115695221272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3758473115695221272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3758473115695221272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3758473115695221272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2011/03/dean-8-months.html' title='Dean - 8 months'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/-PHF-xnz-v_g/TXVynhiYkdI/AAAAAAAAANg/E1BHnOG6pGk/s72-c/Dean%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-5140237441391062828</id><published>2011-03-07T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:40:58.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>Sydney - 8 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-925eDGKQTQQ/TXVGyyxzhlI/AAAAAAAAANY/uyNZJD-2XlI/s1600/syd%2Bfeb%2B2011.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581445151633671762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-925eDGKQTQQ/TXVGyyxzhlI/AAAAAAAAANY/uyNZJD-2XlI/s200/syd%2Bfeb%2B2011.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sydney at 8 Months - is my real wild child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is long overdue. Hopefully I will get to her brother soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney at 8 months:&lt;br /&gt;- is tiny and mighty&lt;br /&gt;- Sydney just passed up the 1% in weight and is "thriving" her way up to the 5% level.&lt;br /&gt;- Whatever she lacks in size, she makes up for vocally. She can babble all day long, when in the mood. She has not yet discovered how nice it is to use her "inside voice". She definitely prefers the neighbors across the street to also hear what she has to say.&lt;br /&gt;- She has become fearful of one thing - Deanie attacks. When little Dean is near, the yelling is not far off.&lt;br /&gt;- She loves to fly - in daddy's arms, getting her own air in the jumper or activity center. The bigger the better - she is on the road to following in her dare-devil dad's footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;- Until yesterday she had no need for tummy time - until Dean got praised for making small gains in crawling. Not to be left behind, she lunged off my lap, tummy to the floor and wanted to push off my hand to try to crawl. Then, also for the first time of her choice, practiced rolling over by grabbing a large toy from her back and pulling herself to her tummy. Who knew competition could begin this early. Syd finally decided it was time to step it up!&lt;br /&gt;- Loves her Sophie the giraffe, paci, walks, sitting in the swing looking out into the front yard.&lt;br /&gt;- Dislikes personal hygiene (baths, fingernail clippings, lotion). Definitely need to change this.&lt;br /&gt;- This girl is as nosey as they come. She has to be involved and know what's going on at all times. This includes being a night owl, loving to mad-dog anyone in public, twirl around in the jumper to view where the action is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Syd has a natural mohawk.  It just seems wrong to try to tame anything about her at this point, including her hair.  If you try to rub it down, it just pops right back up.  It just seems to be the right bow on top of this little package.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-5140237441391062828?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5140237441391062828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=5140237441391062828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/5140237441391062828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/5140237441391062828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2011/03/sydney-8-months.html' title='Sydney - 8 months'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/-925eDGKQTQQ/TXVGyyxzhlI/AAAAAAAAANY/uyNZJD-2XlI/s72-c/syd%2Bfeb%2B2011.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3943904331290959395</id><published>2010-12-20T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T08:37:20.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I getting old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Because I went to a Charlie Brown Christmas music concert last night, featuring "smooth Jazz" grammy pianist David Benoit and la-la-love it!!! He was so good. I am a fan. And the restored Fox Theater in Downtown Riverside is pretty fun too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552804322259895730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TQ-GHG-OBbI/AAAAAAAAANI/wExQ29DZBjg/s200/Charlie%2BBrown.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3943904331290959395?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3943904331290959395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3943904331290959395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3943904331290959395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3943904331290959395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/am-i-getting-old.html' title='Am I getting old'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TQ-GHG-OBbI/AAAAAAAAANI/wExQ29DZBjg/s72-c/Charlie%2BBrown.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-5498568078388164011</id><published>2010-12-15T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:12:33.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><title type='text'>Can't stop shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year, we were going to do a small Christmas, because we are in the midst of a bathroon remodel - a gift to all. One big gift for everyone and stockings. Well, after the shopping was done - I found an excuse to spend more money....stockings. I can't stop shopping and I am spending too much money. So, I am trying to use some sort of self control and not buy anything (more) for myself. But, if Santa still visited me - this is what I'd want. And these are just my finds from today - clearly I have too much free time during the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;Gorgeous Necklace from &lt;a href="http://www.maxandchloe.com/fulldetails/6132/2?PID=2178999"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551034239129205154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TQk8OtdTuaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JnIEql_MWc0/s200/necklace.bmp" /&gt;Cute &lt;a href="http://www.stevenalan.com/product.php?defvarid=20657&amp;amp;productid=18719&amp;amp;cat=0&amp;amp;manufacturerid=&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Romper&lt;/a&gt; to wear at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551034955823273362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TQk84bWfVZI/AAAAAAAAANA/1Bl9ffr65hU/s200/romper.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-5498568078388164011?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5498568078388164011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=5498568078388164011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/5498568078388164011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/5498568078388164011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/cant-stop-shopping.html' title='Can&apos;t stop shopping'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TQk8OtdTuaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JnIEql_MWc0/s72-c/necklace.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-6581797412822251563</id><published>2010-12-02T10:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:55:48.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>Making me happy today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting pictures like this from home, while I'm at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546154785209684610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TPfmZHHBkoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MS56dyiJmBY/s200/Sydney%2B11.23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding Vegan, Gluten-free and Dairy-free cupcakes to bring home to the new "adult" at home as a day late birthday surprise from &lt;a href="http://www.greencupcakes.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546159850249260226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TPfq_72kDMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UW83OwUEE7E/s200/Birthday%2BGirl.jpg" /&gt; The Birthday Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; You can call her M'am - now that she's 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-6581797412822251563?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6581797412822251563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=6581797412822251563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6581797412822251563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6581797412822251563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/making-me-happy-today.html' title='Making me happy today'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TPfmZHHBkoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MS56dyiJmBY/s72-c/Sydney%2B11.23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-6378436087896741183</id><published>2010-12-02T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:36:10.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny loves'/><title type='text'>If I were a billionaire</title><content type='html'>I'd blow tons of $$$$ on cute baby clothes like &lt;a href="http://www.babybeanwear.com/item.asp?id=91"&gt;baby bean&lt;/a&gt;. Why does Target Clearance have to be more aligned to my budget. sigh..... Sydney would look so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546152907072631010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TPfkrygQcOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/m7aHsYlpg4Y/s200/baby%2Bbean.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-6378436087896741183?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6378436087896741183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=6378436087896741183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6378436087896741183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6378436087896741183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-i-were-billionaire.html' title='If I were a billionaire'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TPfkrygQcOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/m7aHsYlpg4Y/s72-c/baby%2Bbean.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-4360847242077789398</id><published>2010-11-16T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:48:34.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny loves'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm mentally ready for Christmas. Maybe its because I have a week off from work (with twins and family!). Maybe its because the plan is to have a completed remodeled bathroom complete with a cast, iron claw-foot tub. Maybe its because I might get to snowboard. Or maybe its because I can shop mostly guilt free. Brian and I are thinking about skipping presents for each other and doing a weekend trip, just the 2 off us. The "big" kids - well they are teenagers so I need to wait for lists to come in. The twins, I am trying to be smart. I don't want endless useless toys in the house and I want to stick to a budget. I love wood toys and educational toys and nice clothes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I'm thinking:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something of a splurge from the usual Target clearance rack - &lt;a href="http://www.dwellstudio.com/designer-baby-boutique/organic-baby-clothing.html"&gt;co-ordinating, organic clothes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540296332478023490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMWKR_Ah0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/tkAjq5WH8jE/s200/dwell%2Bclothing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something practical and useful - &lt;a href="http://www.rightstart.com/beaba-babycook.html"&gt;baby food maker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540295003437042226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMU8668ijI/AAAAAAAAAMA/e7RuNmiqekw/s200/babycook_fnl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something for now - &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ks-Kids-Large-Activity-Center/dp/B001B0VKT8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=baby-products&amp;amp;qid=1289949976&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Zebra Activity Center&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540293580897486178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMTqHjFhWI/AAAAAAAAALo/UL35quhbmNg/s200/K%2527s%2BKids%2BLarge%2BActivity%2BCenter.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Something for a few months away - &lt;a href="http://www.rightstart.com/melissa-and-doug-chomp-click-alligator.html"&gt;Chomp and Clack Aligator&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540291893148028354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMSH4MQjcI/AAAAAAAAALg/m9F7rLlJee4/s200/Chomp%2Band%2BClack%2BAllligator.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if Santa wins the lottery - a &lt;a href="http://philandteds.com/productsus/pushus/explorerus"&gt;Phil and Ted's double stroller &lt;/a&gt;(unlikely :( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540297207851588514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMW9PAVG6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/j0Dc1IV7VJY/s200/Phil%2Band%2BTed.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7933351324912772700-4360847242077789398?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4360847242077789398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=4360847242077789398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/4360847242077789398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/4360847242077789398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMWKR_Ah0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/tkAjq5WH8jE/s72-c/dwell%2Bclothing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-691860578929319891</id><published>2010-11-16T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:12:29.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny loves'/><title type='text'>seeking matilda jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMPwGIUCWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4ucp3Fhd-v4/s1600/matilda%2Bjane.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540289285549459810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMPwGIUCWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4ucp3Fhd-v4/s400/matilda%2Bjane.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have just discovered Matilda Jane clothing. They are only sold through trunk shows. I am on the hunt for a "trunk keeper" in southern california. They do not make baby clothes, so I have a little bit of time before Syd can wear it. But, I'm in love!&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.matildajaneclothing.com/"&gt;http://www.matildajaneclothing.com/&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/7933351324912772700-691860578929319891?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/691860578929319891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=691860578929319891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/691860578929319891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/691860578929319891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/11/seeking-matilda-jane.html' title='seeking matilda jane'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/TOMPwGIUCWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4ucp3Fhd-v4/s72-c/matilda%2Bjane.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-1317658861296820454</id><published>2010-03-26T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:33:54.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little help from my friends'/><title type='text'>Spring Break 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/S600NQ-UB7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uLO6ORE7fW4/s1600/RoadTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453072126314809266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/S600NQ-UB7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uLO6ORE7fW4/s400/RoadTrip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A much needed trip together is just a week away. Its Park City or Bust! I hope I make it - I get super motion sickness having two hitch-hickers tagging along in my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In typical DuRocher Style - we are cramming in as much fun as we can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 - Lunch at Sundance - 2 hour Snow Mobile Ride in Park City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 - Visit University of Utah and Westminister - things you do, when you have kids in high school. Visit Temple Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3 - Snowboarding for the 3 of the crew - then I still need to figure out something for Rebecca and me. I couldn't interest her in a day at the spa - but I'm sure we will find something fun. Any suggestions - we are staying in Park City.  Alpine Coaster for everyone but me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4 - Cabella's, Park City Main Street - hit the road to Moab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 - Day in Moab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 6 - Day in Cedar City where Brian spent time growing up with his dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 7 - Visit South Utah University - and go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any must dos - eats- shops - let me know!&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/7933351324912772700-1317658861296820454?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1317658861296820454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=1317658861296820454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1317658861296820454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1317658861296820454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-2010.html' title='Spring Break 2010'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/S600NQ-UB7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uLO6ORE7fW4/s72-c/RoadTrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3283302446265643206</id><published>2009-10-02T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:10:40.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sierra Nevada College</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SsZsPWYSxpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UpaJdmYqI9s/s1600-h/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SsZsKEEQgsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9iCGhT9tvOA/s1600-h/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388112924341469890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SsZsKEEQgsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9iCGhT9tvOA/s400/college.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where Briana wants to go. Looks like Heaven on Earth. I'm jealous. I want to go. Plus - she can get a Masters in Teaching with 1 extra semester. Do you know anything about this school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7933351324912772700-3283302446265643206?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3283302446265643206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3283302446265643206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3283302446265643206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3283302446265643206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/10/sierra-nevada-college.html' title='Sierra Nevada College'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SsZsKEEQgsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9iCGhT9tvOA/s72-c/college.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-1544635015536948163</id><published>2009-05-26T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:47:10.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>Meet Moo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Shw5JjPH2II/AAAAAAAAAKk/gHUrdgznLvA/s1600-h/Moo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340206094394841218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Shw5JjPH2II/AAAAAAAAAKk/gHUrdgznLvA/s400/Moo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She comes home Saturday for Rebecca's Birthday. Suki is going to be stoked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7933351324912772700-1544635015536948163?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1544635015536948163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=1544635015536948163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1544635015536948163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1544635015536948163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/meet-moo.html' title='Meet Moo'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Shw5JjPH2II/AAAAAAAAAKk/gHUrdgznLvA/s72-c/Moo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-7636056185892352694</id><published>2009-05-01T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:36:15.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis Champ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SftPKKg1RTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/JFDxMXRMYQM/s1600-h/Jake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330941619962463538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SftPKKg1RTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/JFDxMXRMYQM/s400/Jake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend Jake played in his first ever tennis tournament. After 3 hours of play - he walked away with the runner-up trophy. That's our Jake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-7636056185892352694?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7636056185892352694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=7636056185892352694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7636056185892352694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7636056185892352694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/tennis-champ.html' title='Tennis Champ'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SftPKKg1RTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/JFDxMXRMYQM/s72-c/Jake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-1491985885382515215</id><published>2009-04-27T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:13:01.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad, The Ugly</title><content type='html'>I had a busy day before 9am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good:  I just got a I-Touch from work, as an appreciation gift.  Now I just need the step-kids to tell me what it is and how it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bad:  I was in a 4-car traffic accident on the freeway this morning.  The car behind me was hit so hard that it caught air before hitting me.  I hit a $70k BMW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ugly:  I think I have whip-lash and my car is en-route to the shop- but at least I'll have my I-touch to keep me company should I need to stay home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-1491985885382515215?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1491985885382515215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=1491985885382515215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1491985885382515215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1491985885382515215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-bad-ugly.html' title='The Good, The Bad, The Ugly'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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-7933351324912772700.post-7010220807560436610</id><published>2009-04-19T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:47:21.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Downey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Sevhgx13QcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fsePvQJel5E/s1600-h/downey+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326598937547063746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Sevhgx13QcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fsePvQJel5E/s400/downey+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Koi Pond Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision was made about a month ago. No one knew it would happen so fast. My grandma's house went up for sale, 2 weeks later sold. Brian and I went up to the house today to pick out some things to bring home - so many memories, so many fun times came rushing back. Goodbye Downey.... it's been great..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-7010220807560436610?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7010220807560436610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=7010220807560436610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7010220807560436610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7010220807560436610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-downey.html' title='Goodbye Downey...'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Sevhgx13QcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fsePvQJel5E/s72-c/downey+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-1892730385563514333</id><published>2009-02-19T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:54:34.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Straight out of the IE'/><title type='text'>14 YEAR TREND ENDING</title><content type='html'>So it's official. We are moving. We get the keys tomorrow. I am sooo excited! I la-la-love our new house, the neighborhood, the city-lights view, the bike ride to the club, the cute shopping center to do my grocery shopping, the trees, the plants, the peacfulness of it all. I can't wait. All I need is a Vespa, WWII safety goggles and helmet so me and my guy can cruise around sans-car. Anyone who knows me, knows driving solo on a scooter is nothing short of life-threating Dangerous, that's right a capital D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more exciting - borrowing no catrastrophies and my life has been prone to them of late- this will be my first time living in one place for more than 2 years for the past 14 years (and that was only 1 spot - the beloved Rose House in P-town). I can't wait not to move again for at least 5 years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-1892730385563514333?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1892730385563514333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=1892730385563514333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1892730385563514333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1892730385563514333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/02/14-year-trend-ending.html' title='14 YEAR TREND ENDING'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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-7933351324912772700.post-6968030006618433046</id><published>2009-02-09T15:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:25:34.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SZC2-FmWMCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ljOTt9xT-u8/s1600-h/oswego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300937939186233378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SZC2-FmWMCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ljOTt9xT-u8/s400/oswego.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our new house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So I called up our landlord to give her 30 days notice since we are hoping to closing escrow in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I just wanted to let you know that we finally found a house and plan to move out in a month.   We've loved living here, but are exciting to move into our own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:  Don't feel bad.  I've been meaning to call you.  We're letting the house go and you'd probably have to move out in 3 months anyways because it will be foreclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed escrow goes through so we're not homeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-6968030006618433046?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6968030006618433046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=6968030006618433046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6968030006618433046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6968030006618433046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2009/02/unexpected-conversation.html' title='Unexpected Conversation'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SZC2-FmWMCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ljOTt9xT-u8/s72-c/oswego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-5667382133486418129</id><published>2008-12-08T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:57:24.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>Don't Stop Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/ST36nvDf1bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6Q0qCtGaFTE/s1600-h/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649898901067186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/ST36nvDf1bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6Q0qCtGaFTE/s400/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7933351324912772700-5667382133486418129?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5667382133486418129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=5667382133486418129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/5667382133486418129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/5667382133486418129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Believing'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/ST36nvDf1bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6Q0qCtGaFTE/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3326613425460043234</id><published>2008-11-26T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:14:24.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Straight out of the IE'/><title type='text'>My Sweet New Ride</title><content type='html'>Check it out.... I drive 100 miles a day to and from work and the good old Audi has over 100,000 miles. What else is a girl to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273046311455386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SS2frrZ7amI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vBs2QM5SOKc/s400/2009-Corolla-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am now a proud owner of a very smart car - a 2009 dark gray Corolla - and I couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3326613425460043234?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3326613425460043234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3326613425460043234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3326613425460043234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3326613425460043234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sweet-new-ride.html' title='My Sweet New Ride'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SS2frrZ7amI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vBs2QM5SOKc/s72-c/2009-Corolla-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-596255518928132586</id><published>2008-10-01T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:22:28.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So My Singing Might be Worse than I Thought</title><content type='html'>So I just started a new job 2 weeks ago and am still the super newbee.  Today we had a birthday cake for someone in the group.  We all gathered around to sing happy birthday.  Well, I've always been known for my "unique" singing voice and not too ashamed about it around friends.  Well without thinking about it, I just sang along with everyone else.  Afterwards, while waiting for my piece of cake a random man who I've never met before came up to me and said, "well I couldn't but help but hear you singing".  I didn't know how to respond but am sure I turned bright red.  Next time I think I'll lip sing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-596255518928132586?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/596255518928132586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=596255518928132586' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/596255518928132586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/596255518928132586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-my-singing-might-be-worse-than-i.html' title='So My Singing Might be Worse than I Thought'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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-7933351324912772700.post-2479337027864499387</id><published>2008-08-02T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:12:11.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>Tea Time at Bullocks Wilshire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SJT0vJf6iuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MkRVW2fD5lA/s1600-h/Bullocks+Wilshire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230074158124796642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SJT0vJf6iuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MkRVW2fD5lA/s400/Bullocks+Wilshire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things I love so much about both of my parents is they love LA and know so much about its history and of its secrets only locals seem to know. To kick off my mom's birthday week, the two of us met up in downtown LA to go on a tour and have tea at the historic Bullocks Wilshire. I didn't know much about Bullocks Wilshire before today, but I knew my mom was VERY EXCITED that she managed to get ahold of these rare tickets. Seriously, it was amazing! The art deco was incredible and I la-la-loved hearing what it was like at it's height. It was built in 1929 to be the most luxurious department store in the world. Marble walls, neat artwork, beautiful chandeliers - it was quite impressive.  The 5th floor had a women's lounge, which was like a club where women would hang out, play games, and eat.  A club in a fancy-schmancy department store - how neat!  We got a special and very rare treat by getting to tour the owner's apartment on the fifth floor.  Who knew there were apartments in stores.  It was like I stepped into a European Cathedral/Castle, with gorgeous views of LA.  The other ladies in our tour were all 75 years and older and had their own stories to share about shopping at this magnificent place. I will always be a LA girl. It made me a little sad as I drove through the streets of LA seeing how much it has deteriorated over the years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-2479337027864499387?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2479337027864499387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=2479337027864499387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/2479337027864499387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/2479337027864499387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/08/tea-time-at-bullocks-wilshire.html' title='Tea Time at Bullocks Wilshire'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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://bp0.blogger.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SJT0vJf6iuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MkRVW2fD5lA/s72-c/Bullocks+Wilshire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-4369426790568021605</id><published>2008-07-02T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:11:05.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>The "Cost" of a Dog</title><content type='html'>I was really hoping to post some pictures of some of our latest adventures - mainly taking the jet boat out for Suki's first trip. However, Suki is a chewer.  If caught in the act, items of her affection generally are saved.  But, I keep discovering the hidden cost of a puppy - destroyed personal belongings unable to escape her death grip. The latest casualty, the cord for the camera to be able to download pictures.  So I sit and wait, while the replacement cord spends some time with the UPS crew and hope Suki's jaws of death leave my stuff alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-4369426790568021605?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4369426790568021605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=4369426790568021605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/4369426790568021605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/4369426790568021605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/07/cost-of-dog.html' title='The &quot;Cost&quot; of a Dog'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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-7933351324912772700.post-3040393331882260886</id><published>2008-06-27T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:04:33.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Straight out of the IE'/><title type='text'>The IE and ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216600302436389234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGUWVhnqkXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lkfICTbo_2o/s400/gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As some of you know, last year when I moved out to the IE (Inland Empire) I decided to "live in Rome" and joined a boxing gym. That in itself was high comedy. I'd waltz on in with my semi-corporate attire after work and join the UFC guys in training at the gym. Even after changing into my boxing attire (ie: yoga pants and cute top) I never looked like I fit in. I'm sure my former UFC guy who gave me lessons had a hard time not laughing at me as I learned how to throw a punch. In fact, when he broke some ribs training, he cancelled all of his other clients' lessons except for this powerhouse over here. Apparently he wasn't threatened by this 5'3" girl sans any muscle. A little embarrassing that I was the biggest weakling in the gym, but whatever I got my lessons. That was then, this is now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216596304000427922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGUSsySPp5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/KzgcpacY3wo/s400/club.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I get a phone call from Brian. He was at tennis lessons with Jake and Rebecca at the dreamy country club. He tells me that they are having an open house that night and if we joined that night, they would waive the initiation fee. So we went on down to our first "mixer". It is very apparent that 1) we are way underdressed for the event - everyone else is in cocktail attire 2) most people are already members and are just there for the free gourmet food and drinks 3) we are the youngest people there by a good 30 years. Who could resist - awesome tennis courts, beautiful golf course, empty heated pool. After seeing the crowd it all made sense why nothing ever seemed too crowded. We couldn't resist the offer and are now part of the elite of the IE. While all of our neighbors are out being tough guys on dirt bikes, throwing punches, and hanging at the tatoo and piercing parlors, we'll be kickin' it with grandma and grandpa at "The Club" . Of course our budget didn't allow for the private jet option on the membership.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3040393331882260886?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3040393331882260886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3040393331882260886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3040393331882260886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3040393331882260886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/06/hanging-with-seniors.html' title='The IE and ME'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGUWVhnqkXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lkfICTbo_2o/s72-c/gym.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-4438196229231548969</id><published>2008-06-25T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:21:22.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>The Super Suker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGLGACEHurI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rsPhu-mEA-g/s1600-h/Suki+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215949022304910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGLGACEHurI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rsPhu-mEA-g/s400/Suki+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet Suki. She is just super cute but super trouble. She just graduated top of her class from Puppy School at PetCo. It's easy to be #1 when you are the only one in class. Rebecca and I adore her. Brian well.... let's just say he really loves ME (enough to let me get her). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215949636559469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGLGjyV0e1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/CCgpX-yLkAc/s400/Suki3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All about Suki:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- She thinks she's a celebrity and stalks people until they pet her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- People quickly learn, when petting her to keep a distance because she will inevitably PEE on them. &lt;/div&gt;- She would chase flies and bugs all day if she could. She catches flies in mid-air and eats the - gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- She comes to my rescue all of the time for spiders - my hero eats them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- She la-la-la-loves to cuddle in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The rest of the day she want to be close but not touching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Suki is NOT a swimmer. She does not doggie paddle, but does slow power strokes and sinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Suki is a proud owner of a doggie life jacket for kyacking and boating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Suki's got moves. She dances/jumps around on her back legs like crazy when I get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Suki has a second home in P.V. when Brian has had enough. Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215950115243217714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGLG_pk60zI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Mi9G0YS7O5w/s400/Suki+and+Katie.JPG" border="0" /&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/7933351324912772700-4438196229231548969?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4438196229231548969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=4438196229231548969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/4438196229231548969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/4438196229231548969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/06/super-suker.html' title='The Super Suker'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/SGLGACEHurI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rsPhu-mEA-g/s72-c/Suki+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3381521942120213490</id><published>2008-01-29T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:15:31.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little help from my friends'/><title type='text'>Going to Utah</title><content type='html'>Brian and I are taking the kids to Utah for their spring break. They've never been to our old stomping grounds. We'll be in SLC for a week. If you were a 11-15 year old, what would be on your list of must dos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideas so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Park City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Main Street&lt;br /&gt;- Alpine Slides, if they are open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Provo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Quarry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Temple Square&lt;br /&gt;- Concert (depending on who will be there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boys stores -- Cabella's and Sportmans Warehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you eat? Where are the best desserts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3381521942120213490?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3381521942120213490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3381521942120213490' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3381521942120213490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3381521942120213490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-to-utah.html' title='Going to Utah'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-7237202063813352091</id><published>2007-12-13T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T09:14:40.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>Briana had a birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2GjZIv5g-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/qzGEV_TVkMs/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143571901674259426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2GjZIv5g-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/qzGEV_TVkMs/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Briana just had a birthday! We braved the snow and took a few of her friends to Big Bear for the weekend. There was a larger than life pin the tail on Briana's bottom, a homemade, nearly indestructible pinata (made for big kids), cupcake decorating, shopping, visiting the local arcade straight of the 1980s, and who knows what else these girls got up to without us ;). Good Times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping to post the pin-the-tail poster soon - it was SWEET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143570973961323458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2GijIv5g8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/NHTi31anbIw/s400/Making+Pinata.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pinata Construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143571356213412818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2Gi5Yv5g9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/7J-OEjK8BWk/s400/pinata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Finished Product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143572176552166386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2GjpIv5g_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/7SJIWcXusqs/s400/presents.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Friends and Presents, what more can you want? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143572451430073346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2Gj5Iv5hAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hBn8sGLKigE/s400/arcade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pure Entertainment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143573074200331282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2GkdYv5hBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-9H2A5q-clA/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-7237202063813352091?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7237202063813352091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=7237202063813352091' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7237202063813352091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/7237202063813352091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/12/briana-had-birthday.html' title='Briana had a birthday!'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R2GjZIv5g-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/qzGEV_TVkMs/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-6427755103768298001</id><published>2007-12-03T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T09:14:53.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little help from my friends'/><title type='text'>Stocking Stuffers - I NEED HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R1SPnIv5g6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/9ua1bCPbkTk/s1600-R/stocking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139890977262633890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R1SPnIv5g6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ArsHD67Bw4k/s400/stocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas, Santa brought our house brand new stockings. They are awesome and huge, 3-4 ft long. Sadly, the biggest kid in the house must have made the naughty list, because he only got an empty stocking. Poor guy. Now finding stocking stuffers for kids is fun and kind of easy, but for an adult man, I'm having a tough time. Any good ideas? Remember Brian loves gadgets, extreme sports, flavorful food, and it's got to be semi-unique.&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/7933351324912772700-6427755103768298001?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6427755103768298001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=6427755103768298001' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6427755103768298001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6427755103768298001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/12/stocking-stuffers-i-need-help.html' title='Stocking Stuffers - I NEED HELP'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R1SPnIv5g6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ArsHD67Bw4k/s72-c/stocking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-8710239308877568661</id><published>2007-12-03T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T14:12:08.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving with Aunt Laura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I know it's been forever since I last posted. We've been really busy and I've taken lots of pictures, but I have been too lazy to upload them to post. I'm begging my husband to help, because I hate uploading pictures so much, I've never learned how to do it, patheic I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the main photojournalist of the family, my mom, I have at least 1 photo to post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139872899745285010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R1R_K4v5g5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/aH82TTr2U1E/s400/Thanksgiving+2007+Photos++2007+Katie+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Thanksgiving, the kids were lucky enough to go to Hawaii with their mom. They had a great time, those lucky kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and I were lucky enough to get to go to Arizona with my parents and brother and visit my dear Aunt Laura. She and my dad's mom were very close and Aunt Laura has always been like another Grandma to me. She has led an absolutley amazing life, traveling all around the world, fashion shows in Paris, living the high life in NYC (yacht club and all), working in Hollywood at it's height (and even with the beloved Audrey). She is still living it up, dancing with her friend Vic, yoga, winning golf putting tournaments, and giving me her latest Vogue magazines - she is always a lady of style, just look how gorgeous she is below. When meeting the Donald himself (as in Trump) just a few years ago, he summed up my Aunt Laura perfectly, "They don't make them like they used to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Brian's and my first time to Scottsdale. We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oregano's Pizza - so delicious, we went twice in 2 days and took 2 x-large home for the kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping at the outlets on the way. I bought 2 pairs of AG jeans for $39 each AND they came in short just for me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting Vic in person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having Thanksgiving dinner with my Aunt Laura and family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to the USC game and watching the ASU team get severely embarassed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lowlights:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to get Gelato Classico twice, only to have it be closed both times. Brian still has never had it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping on Black Friday. We thought about going to Fry's them went to the mall instead. My mom and Brian made out, but nothing for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-8710239308877568661?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8710239308877568661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=8710239308877568661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/8710239308877568661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/8710239308877568661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanksgiving-with-aunt-laura.html' title='Thanksgiving with Aunt Laura'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/R1R_K4v5g5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/aH82TTr2U1E/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2007+Photos++2007+Katie+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-988691995159139478</id><published>2007-10-07T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:28:12.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>We love the fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118680951954786338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Rwk1NLPSyCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SMoksDii0pc/s400/P9210009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Brian's birthday, we took him to the LA Fair. It was a full day of feasting on smoked turkey legs, fried foods, and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118682386473863234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Rwk2grPSyEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cV0JveyKIPo/s400/P9210014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dressing up for the family photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118683640604313682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Rwk3prPSyFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VZU-jVrF8n0/s400/P9210030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Going home with their new pets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118684924799535202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Rwk40bPSyGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bqlyw2n4y2Y/s400/P9220032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Birthday Boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-988691995159139478?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/988691995159139478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=988691995159139478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/988691995159139478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/988691995159139478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-love-fair.html' title='We love the fair'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Rwk1NLPSyCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SMoksDii0pc/s72-c/P9210009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-3212360221102352822</id><published>2007-10-07T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:21:25.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>Fight On for Ol' SC!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RwkvtrPSx-I/AAAAAAAAADc/W0urNx9p_K4/s1600-h/PA050043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118674913230768098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RwkvtrPSx-I/AAAAAAAAADc/W0urNx9p_K4/s400/PA050043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the DuRocher clan was inititated into a long standing Brown tradition - a day at USC. We visited my sorority house, the libraries, the book store, and topped off the day with the football game. Other than the disappointing defeat, we had a great time. I was pulling my hair out, shouting at the top of my lungs, but there was nothing I could do to help when the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118676425059256322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RwkxFrPSyAI/AAAAAAAAADs/PCA9c4DzKAQ/s400/PA050059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Go USC!!!! - The Warriors in the stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7933351324912772700-3212360221102352822?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3212360221102352822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3212360221102352822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3212360221102352822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3212360221102352822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/10/fight-on-for-old-sc.html' title='Fight On for Ol&apos; SC!!!'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RwkvtrPSx-I/AAAAAAAAADc/W0urNx9p_K4/s72-c/PA050043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-1508768030056586589</id><published>2007-09-24T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:47:27.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little help from my friends'/><title type='text'>Joining the Masses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now that I think I have the basics of Blogging down, I decided to join all of the masses on My Space. I got a quick intro lesson from The &lt;a href="http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/rest-of-crew.html"&gt;Resident Rock Star &lt;/a&gt;and she pretty much set it all up for Brian and me. Anyone else have a MySpace? I am totally out of my element and have no idea how to find anyone or even ask them to be my friend if I could locate them. Looks like I need another lesson specifically on requesting friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find us by searching for Brian&amp;amp;Katie DuRocher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-1508768030056586589?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1508768030056586589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=1508768030056586589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1508768030056586589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/1508768030056586589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/joining-masses.html' title='Joining the Masses'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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-7933351324912772700.post-3376784795910153107</id><published>2007-09-19T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:48:08.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>Sometimes the Action Finds You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Over the Labor Day weekend, we went up to Big Bear planning on getting outside being active in nature. We packed our fishing poles, hiking shoes, and kayacks. The trip became a lot more than we bargained for. We were met with the greater forces of nature. On our hike, we were interupted with a downpour of hail. "&lt;a href="http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/rest-of-crew.html"&gt;The Little One&lt;/a&gt;" and I bolted back to the car while the boys took it easy and strolled on back, apparently not bothered by getting pounded by the ice. Just a few hours later, we were greeted with a knock on the cabin door by a kind neighbor warning us that we might need to evacuate due to the fire we could see from our porch. The fire stayed far enough away so we didn't have to cut our weekend short. The next day we attempted kayacking. We found it strange that the local police were patroling the area on the lake close to the dam, not allowing any boat near it. Several minutes later, helicopter after helicopter started arriving to try to put out the fire. It was pretty exciting! We stayed and watched until we got rained out. A great weekend of action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113220472268572562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXO7bPSx5I/AAAAAAAAACk/cWOyXu8b95s/s400/P8310011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trucking along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113216280380491586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXLHbPSx0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4NnnJTU1wvA/s400/P8310003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hiking by the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113217126489048914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXL4rPSx1I/AAAAAAAAACE/AXcJuGQ5WrE/s400/P8310017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/rest-of-crew.html"&gt;The Coo Foo &lt;/a&gt;started running, then decided to hang with his dad instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113217951122769762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXMorPSx2I/AAAAAAAAACM/9h0mT-2nO5Q/s400/P8310025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Fire!!! Fire!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113223835227965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXR_LPSx9I/AAAAAAAAADE/i4ahkYzj7oE/s400/P9020143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chillin' at the cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113219896742954882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXOZ7PSx4I/AAAAAAAAACc/KMegQNsL7TI/s400/P9010036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doing it their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221266837522338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXPprPSx6I/AAAAAAAAACs/7YiyxbnVG74/s400/P9010051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the heros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221842363140018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXQLLPSx7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/WmO1R9yGMEM/s400/P9010063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Self portrait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-3376784795910153107?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3376784795910153107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=3376784795910153107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3376784795910153107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/3376784795910153107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-action-finds-you.html' title='Sometimes the Action Finds You'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RvXO7bPSx5I/AAAAAAAAACk/cWOyXu8b95s/s72-c/P8310011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-6715315234066559349</id><published>2007-09-16T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:25:50.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crew'/><title type='text'>The Rest of the Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3zS2_qnkI/AAAAAAAAABk/WmO2ceE0gU0/s1600-h/The+Little+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111008657461124674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3zS2_qnkI/AAAAAAAAABk/WmO2ceE0gU0/s400/The+Little+One.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3ysG_qnjI/AAAAAAAAABc/QBU9P6HSTmM/s1600-h/The+Little+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3m3W_qnfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yaXw773iJ60/s1600-h/The+Little+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet the Little One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons we adore her:&lt;br /&gt;1. She Bops around all of the time. The girl has serious rhythmn.&lt;br /&gt;2. She is 99.9% of the time happy. Who doesn't love that!&lt;br /&gt;3. She's a game playing fool. She'll give anyone a run for their money at Sorry, Boggle, you name it, she wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3k9m_qndI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SpxZ6Smr1BM/s1600-h/resident+rock+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110992899226115538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3k9m_qndI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SpxZ6Smr1BM/s320/resident+rock+star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet the Resident Rock Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why we adore her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. She is always up for any adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She is very creative and reflects it in her writing and outfits. She totally owns her own style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She is a huge helper and never lets us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3kAW_qncI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6svYGPPyhO0/s1600-h/Coo+Foo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110991846959128002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3kAW_qncI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6svYGPPyhO0/s320/Coo+Foo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Coo Foo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why we adore him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The guy loves to learn. He rocks at school and takes it super seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He constantly tries to show up his dad - getting bigger air on the snowboard, bike, you name it he tries to do it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. He is full of energy. We never know what to expect when his door opens in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933351324912772700-6715315234066559349?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6715315234066559349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=6715315234066559349' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6715315234066559349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/6715315234066559349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/rest-of-crew.html' title='The Rest of the Crew'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/Ru3zS2_qnkI/AAAAAAAAABk/WmO2ceE0gU0/s72-c/The+Little+One.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933351324912772700.post-8083828867612283772</id><published>2007-09-10T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T14:18:00.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another day'/><title type='text'>It's About Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RuWu-vkxtwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MTka8EeQC5A/s1600-h/hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108681745267537666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RuWu-vkxtwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MTka8EeQC5A/s320/hawaii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RuWuoPkxtvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X80gS6_5h0U/s1600-h/hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's about time! That's what my husband loves to say. But he is the most patient man alive. Just imagine living with a not so patient wife who always seems to be in need of help and 3 kids to take care of and get out the door for any activity. The man is truly amazing. After months of thinking about capturing my wonderful life on camera and sharing it with my favorite people - here is my family's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will have to forgive me if the entries are infrequent - but our family motto "out living life" explains it all. I really wanted a picture of the 5 of us together, but I didn't have one on my work computer so this one of Brian and me ziplining will have to do for now. It captures the mood of our life and hopefully our blog perfectly. We look a little tore up at the end of the day, but the smiles on our faces always show we had fun (as the rednecks would say) "gettin' it done"&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/7933351324912772700-8083828867612283772?l=outlivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8083828867612283772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933351324912772700&amp;postID=8083828867612283772' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/8083828867612283772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933351324912772700/posts/default/8083828867612283772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outlivinglife.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-another-day.html' title='It&apos;s About Time'/><author><name>The DuRochers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14630982040117258893</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/_QY1HoW3hTQU/RuWu-vkxtwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MTka8EeQC5A/s72-c/hawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
