<?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-329492144658221874</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:49:42.079-06:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='baby'/><category term='parties'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='family'/><category term='Date Night'/><category term='Temple Square'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='first date'/><category term='dressing up'/><category term='school'/><category term='fun with friends'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='first met'/><title type='text'>Melissa and Abram</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-5414036470595412388</id><published>2011-06-15T21:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T21:33:29.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Dance</title><content type='html'>In the middle of May my parents came up for an international fabric show(for their store). The company they get most of their fabric through decided to put on a big party at The Depot downtown. They had an 80's cover band there and everything! So we got all dressed up for the dance. Abram and my dad went as The Blues Brothers and my mom and I just put together random 80's style outfits. So we spent the night dancing and having lots of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618653384103340914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s988gXzUsuI/Tfl3e-OGq3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Izrx9dOTOsw/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618653580351604770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbHGaia7wkw/Tfl3qZTViCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sZpHenxpecM/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty5FXOduVs4/Tfl38CpZ3CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1jureTexHXM/s1600/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618653883507792930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty5FXOduVs4/Tfl38CpZ3CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1jureTexHXM/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHQTfvx-q5I/Tfl30emNvcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/q7uP4WRRbQ0/s1600/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618653753571655106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHQTfvx-q5I/Tfl30emNvcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/q7uP4WRRbQ0/s320/IMG_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abram and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so lucky to have such an amazing family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-5414036470595412388?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5414036470595412388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=5414036470595412388' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5414036470595412388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5414036470595412388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/06/80s-dance.html' title='80&apos;s Dance'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s988gXzUsuI/Tfl3e-OGq3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Izrx9dOTOsw/s72-c/IMG_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-5425245332429089981</id><published>2011-06-15T18:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:04:13.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Salt Lake (CONCACAF Championship)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the end of March Real was in the running to win the CONCACAF Championship.(Don't ask me what that stands for) But it means that Real Salt Lake would have been considered the best soccer club not just in the U.S. but across all of Canada, Mexico, through Central America and the Caribbean. They would have gone on to be one of only 7 teams to play for the title of best club in the world. Needless to say, being Real Salt Lake fans we were extremely excited about the possibilities!! Real made it all the way to the Championship game and the final game was played here in Salt Lake. So our friends Chase and Rachel got us tickets.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618615263274554818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdL59uZDYTs/TflU0DERVcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9cMNd8BOeQ/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" /&gt; Rachel, Chase, and I outside the stadium before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618615448666441506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDlRzfF5E6g/TflU-1tJByI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QwE7oYu6RMk/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" /&gt; Abram and I standing by the field(which was only 3 rows away from our seats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618615645383904338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqeh_xsY0yg/TflVKSiPTFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yCBM5bm3xz4/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" /&gt; Abram taking Chase and Rachel's picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618615818380347858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_8jzp1TiMQ/TflVUW_zidI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bTcdc4XMnHc/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" /&gt; Abram and I again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately Real ended up losing the game. But, we are still proud Real fans and happy to have such great friends to go with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-5425245332429089981?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5425245332429089981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=5425245332429089981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5425245332429089981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5425245332429089981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/06/real-salt-lake-concacaf-championship.html' title='Real Salt Lake (CONCACAF Championship)'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdL59uZDYTs/TflU0DERVcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9cMNd8BOeQ/s72-c/IMG_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-8456765924673214023</id><published>2011-05-30T09:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:00:53.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogan entering the MTC</title><content type='html'>By the end of March, Rogan didn't receive his visa in time to head straight to the MTC in Brazil. So he ended up coming down to the Provo MTC and we met up with him for lunch before he went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpQWskc_jC8/TeO9eraBGbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NOmGeKyL5Vs/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612537895379343794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpQWskc_jC8/TeO9eraBGbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NOmGeKyL5Vs/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny random picture of the siblings(minus the ones in Washington)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDWGbe74BKU/TeO9WvVIPnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f237IpgvlaE/s1600/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612537758993628786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDWGbe74BKU/TeO9WvVIPnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f237IpgvlaE/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rogan and Abram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dmw7APe5ed0/TeO9PWIWEiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K86M_HKQmk4/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612537631970038306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dmw7APe5ed0/TeO9PWIWEiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K86M_HKQmk4/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rogan and Bryce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puQFPl_JkLg/TeO9HLv2bII/AAAAAAAAAEA/r0nuyroRixs/s1600/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612537491743992962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puQFPl_JkLg/TeO9HLv2bII/AAAAAAAAAEA/r0nuyroRixs/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice picture of the siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXKNWQVvcaM/TeO89oyrf2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/4nXxTPenwFg/s1600/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612537327741796194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXKNWQVvcaM/TeO89oyrf2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/4nXxTPenwFg/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Rogan, and Abram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are so proud of Rogan and excited for him. I will now forever have to live with him and Abram speaking Portuguese though! Abram just thinks I need to learn then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-8456765924673214023?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8456765924673214023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=8456765924673214023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8456765924673214023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8456765924673214023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/05/rogan-entering-mtc.html' title='Rogan entering the MTC'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpQWskc_jC8/TeO9eraBGbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NOmGeKyL5Vs/s72-c/IMG_0161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-2590961177472469987</id><published>2011-05-27T19:48:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:30:15.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington/Abe's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abram's brother, Rogan, recieved his mission call at the end of 2010. He was called to the Campinas, Brazil Mission(the mission right next to the mission Abram served in!). So in January Rogan went through the temple to get his endowments and we flew up to be able to be with him. It was an amazing experience and we were so happy to be able to be there for him. A lot of Abram's aunts and uncles and lots of people from Wenatchee came to support him also. It also fell on Abram's birthday so he was able to spend that with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611580890745171922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAvc3yUu5ZY/TeBXFrU8b9I/AAAAAAAAADo/f9iXFOUybEA/s320/pic%2B105.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rogan and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611581128891416914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlI2eErlz0s/TeBXTifbwVI/AAAAAAAAADw/GkSAq-32AFI/s320/pic%2B112.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abe and I in front of his truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611580408176698274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3Sd8y6U2b4/TeBWplnp46I/AAAAAAAAADg/veoKy69LZ0U/s320/pic%2B098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abe with his birthday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611580113235554354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvf_xCCKzAE/TeBWYa4NMDI/AAAAAAAAADY/8Zc9BBOaN2g/s320/pic%2B084.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abram's favorite place in the whole world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-2590961177472469987?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2590961177472469987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=2590961177472469987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2590961177472469987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2590961177472469987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/05/washingtonabes-birthday.html' title='Washington/Abe&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAvc3yUu5ZY/TeBXFrU8b9I/AAAAAAAAADo/f9iXFOUybEA/s72-c/pic%2B105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-4821292579919940782</id><published>2011-03-05T14:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:12:25.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random December</title><content type='html'>December for us was packed full with craziness! I had 2 different company parties that we went to, we were in charge of a group at Abram's works Sub for Santa, and still had all of the other usual festivities. So here is the random stuff other than Christmas from our December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram works for APX Alarm(now Vivint). Every Christmas time they put on a huge Sub for Santa program. We were able to be in one of the groups last year and experience it. This year Abram and I were put in charge of a group. APX raised $120,000.00 this year. They help more then 1,800 underprivileged children. It is one of the most amazing experiences and it really helps us get into the true Christmas spirit when we are able to help parents provide a Christmas for their children. First we gather all together to learn who we are going to be shopping for then we hit the stores, making sure that each child on our list receives a book, 2 pieces of clothing, and toys. The next day we go back to APX to wrap up the gifts and get everything ready to deliver. Then we head out to deliver the gifts to the families on our list. It is a very humbling experience. I'm so grateful that we were able to be a part of it again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580717130518930274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGI7PtpGKzA/TXKwqYyEo2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/YAmoJErAWG4/s320/pic%2B066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple guys from our group getting the candy ready for our families!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580716907031475186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky1A01-B-x0/TXKwdYOgs_I/AAAAAAAAADI/sE1MR3l65_s/s320/pic%2B065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting the gifts put together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my work party for Provo River Constructors they took us on the Heber Valley Railroad. It was pretty long but it was entertaining and fun for Abram to be able to meet people that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580716546102225698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX38YjmX4eI/TXKwIXqRayI/AAAAAAAAADA/7Ra1GCgDhnI/s320/pic%2B061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580716356838285570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdNcgLQtoKs/TXKv9WmO4QI/AAAAAAAAAC4/998_N76LMdo/s320/pic%2B057.jpg" /&gt;Abram acting like he was having a lot of fun! It was his first time on a train and the whole motion sickness thing did not help that out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-4821292579919940782?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4821292579919940782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=4821292579919940782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4821292579919940782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4821292579919940782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-december.html' title='Random December'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGI7PtpGKzA/TXKwqYyEo2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/YAmoJErAWG4/s72-c/pic%2B066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-8471654299154172845</id><published>2011-03-05T14:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T14:46:39.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After conference, Abram's brother Rogan stayed down here for a week to hang out with all of us. We went on a triple date with Abram's brothers. We went to the formal BYU homecoming dance up at the Living Planet Aquarium. It was so much fun and the first formal dance Abram and I have been to together!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580713548568204322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMLwI5mDz30/TXKtZ4-eFCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ctqrSsZ4tU4/s320/pic%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also carved pumpkins right before halloween with the family when we were up at his aunt and uncles house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580713907279749042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7qsWmlrb4M/TXKtuxR937I/AAAAAAAAACY/zEzhRMU88eU/s320/pic%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone working on their pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580714115127864722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-LoZI3f8WQ/TXKt63k0bZI/AAAAAAAAACg/0QUdM40X5lU/s320/pic%2B018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abram cleaning out my pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580714275729613794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-8bjlSGjd0/TXKuEN3Qo-I/AAAAAAAAACo/EZDp1Nlg2MY/s320/pic%2B032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me with my pretty pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580714434878597026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ueby2D8Mnw/TXKuNevVZ6I/AAAAAAAAACw/VCv1pjCJ0SY/s320/pic%2B038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My pumpkin all lit up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-8471654299154172845?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8471654299154172845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=8471654299154172845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8471654299154172845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8471654299154172845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-october.html' title='Random October!'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMLwI5mDz30/TXKtZ4-eFCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ctqrSsZ4tU4/s72-c/pic%2B013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-3597191454950200186</id><published>2011-03-05T10:22:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T14:32:55.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>Abram's family came down for conference in October and we all went as a family. Afterwards we took pictures around temple square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580710598437523202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh3VhUSMrS4/TXKquK4gTwI/AAAAAAAAACI/kEWH-L549IA/s320/pic%2B070lighten.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Abe and his Mom. There is a stupid piece of dust that got on my lense when they checked my camera at the conference center so excuse the random glare on Abe's face!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580710114430442482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ltbSis-J3dM/TXKqR_0OW_I/AAAAAAAAACA/GK1XIUw4Ofk/s320/pic%2B052%2Bcrop.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Rogan, Kendell, and Rae making pretty faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580705648186913394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6sOtMVEUMc/TXKmOBwycnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2hDtuhakHqE/s320/pic%2B037%2Bfix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abram, his parents, and siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580705462660124658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YSByJFWg7A/TXKmDOnwT_I/AAAAAAAAABw/kxopDeWscrg/s320/pic%2B039%2Bfix.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole family...minus Wyatt.&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/329492144658221874-3597191454950200186?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3597191454950200186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=3597191454950200186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/3597191454950200186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/3597191454950200186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/03/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh3VhUSMrS4/TXKquK4gTwI/AAAAAAAAACI/kEWH-L549IA/s72-c/pic%2B070lighten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-1096332363134668834</id><published>2011-03-05T10:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:22:11.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First Day of School!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so bad at writing on our blog so I am playing a little catch up! After a busy summer, Abram started up Fall Semester at BYU. He will be going year round until the Summer of 2012 so it was bitter sweet. Going that much means that he will be able to graduate by Spring of 2013 but it also means that we don't really have a break at all. Half way through Fall semester we decided to have Abram only work part time so that he would have more time to focus on school. It has helped out a lot and I get to see a lot more of him! We are lucky that I have the job that I have so that Abram will be able to focus on school more. &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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580647151884852898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0d_sIIvLQuU/TXJxBGDkXqI/AAAAAAAAABY/abX_9uH8W7A/s320/pic%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abram acting so excited to go to school!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-1096332363134668834?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1096332363134668834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=1096332363134668834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1096332363134668834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1096332363134668834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!!'/><author><name>Melissa Clay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09470252241230936486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhBKnrxrhOE/TQf1beSIqpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6bZhlMfdmQ/S220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0d_sIIvLQuU/TXJxBGDkXqI/AAAAAAAAABY/abX_9uH8W7A/s72-c/pic%2B017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-3067160778699297598</id><published>2010-10-18T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:35:52.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ragnar!!!</title><content type='html'>So for those of you who don't know what it is the Ragnar Relay Race is a place where hundreds of crazy people get together to run their hearts out! The Ragnar is a 12 man relay race. It is 188 miles long and goes from Logan, Utah to Park City, Utah along the back side of the Wasatch Mountains! There are about 1000 teams that end up running. So there are tons of people there!!! Abram was the last runner on his team so he ended up having to run up the road that leads to the Canyons.(those of you that know how steep that is will understand how not fun that sounds!) Ya, doesn't sound fun to me AT ALL but I married a runner so he loves it. It was a really fun experience though! Each team needs to have 3 volunteers that help out with stuff at the race. I was one of the team's volunteers and it was really fun. Mostly we just stood there and told cars to slow down!!(They for sure didn't listen!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529574008875561794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz-Q55Cs0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/1IX6cms-zEg/s320/ragnar+abe+and+rog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week or so before the Ragnar while we were in Washington for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rogan's&lt;/span&gt; Graduation we found out that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rogan&lt;/span&gt; was coming down to run the same race Abe was!!! I didn't end up seeing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rogan&lt;/span&gt; at all...talked to him like 50 times but I was at the mall with one of the other guys girlfriends when he was at the end of the race. Abram got to see him a few times though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz5rk07WqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Rw0d3azOYlI/s1600/pic+1154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529568969519487650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz5rk07WqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Rw0d3azOYlI/s320/pic+1154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pictures were taken right after he finished his last race! You can't tell in this picture but he has a Euro Mullet...for those of you, who like me, didn't know what that meant it is the one lots of soccer players had where it is nicely cut along the sides and a little in the back so you can't even tell its a mullet unless you are looking from the right angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz5erRbmmI/AAAAAAAAAUk/oNBxjDe7w44/s1600/pic+1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529568747911354978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz5erRbmmI/AAAAAAAAAUk/oNBxjDe7w44/s320/pic+1152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear he was happy! Just really tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz454d_I1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/WJclrFVHSB8/s1600/pic+1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529568115798516562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz454d_I1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/WJclrFVHSB8/s320/pic+1145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole team!!!! At least half of the team was from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;APX&lt;/span&gt; and those who weren't were related!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot of fun and so did Abram!!!&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/329492144658221874-3067160778699297598?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3067160778699297598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=3067160778699297598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/3067160778699297598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/3067160778699297598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/10/ragnar.html' title='Ragnar!!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLz-Q55Cs0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/1IX6cms-zEg/s72-c/ragnar+abe+and+rog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-4299043220624582521</id><published>2010-10-12T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:31:19.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run to Walk Race</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of May, Abram and some people from his department at work all signed up to do a fun run. Abram was sick and hadn't been running in a while but he still did an awesome job and finished first of all of the people that he went with from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLToOyiNDCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/k0Z-mjMIXDA/s1600/pic+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527297983471488034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLToOyiNDCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/k0Z-mjMIXDA/s320/pic+304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram's Co-worker, Andrew, trying to get ready to run. I love how awake all of these guys looked at the beginning of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTn77Nl0XI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aiiTwMNvuwo/s1600/pic+306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527297659383435634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTn77Nl0XI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aiiTwMNvuwo/s320/pic+306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abram's boss, Becki, getting ready. She looks more awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTnYyxQOgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/fqYUv8UohCQ/s1600/pic+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527297055821675010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTnYyxQOgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/fqYUv8UohCQ/s320/pic+308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abram so excited to run, and looking like he is still asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTm0Ahm0_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/MHAmp6JGn-o/s1600/pic+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527296423858983922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTm0Ahm0_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/MHAmp6JGn-o/s320/pic+312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abe coming through the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTmWgR4OVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/aJXcDwzvOLg/s1600/pic+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527295916986874194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTmWgR4OVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/aJXcDwzvOLg/s320/pic+313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew coming through the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTljXBAcBI/AAAAAAAAATs/hmY-IolagBU/s1600/pic+315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527295038326861842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTljXBAcBI/AAAAAAAAATs/hmY-IolagBU/s320/pic+315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram having his info taken after his run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTlSIehtUI/AAAAAAAAATk/8vPixS18Wd4/s1600/pic+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527294742366369090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTlSIehtUI/AAAAAAAAATk/8vPixS18Wd4/s320/pic+316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew and Abram going through the ropes at the finish line trying to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTlAVPV3yI/AAAAAAAAATc/fMe5BuE-b-4/s1600/pic+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527294436554694434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTlAVPV3yI/AAAAAAAAATc/fMe5BuE-b-4/s320/pic+317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram's co-worker Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTksFDXOoI/AAAAAAAAATU/qH42jUsQWBY/s1600/pic+318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527294088612100738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTksFDXOoI/AAAAAAAAATU/qH42jUsQWBY/s320/pic+318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of Jacob. We didn't expect him to be running that fast so my camera totally wasn't ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTkWym5eqI/AAAAAAAAATM/iimQV3QncmI/s1600/pic+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527293722883619490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTkWym5eqI/AAAAAAAAATM/iimQV3QncmI/s320/pic+322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abram's manager Becki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTkFiOLUfI/AAAAAAAAATE/cjhid8I8QNs/s1600/pic+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527293426427187698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTkFiOLUfI/AAAAAAAAATE/cjhid8I8QNs/s320/pic+330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mitch coming to the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTjoDSJMUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fSTy4dmfA-U/s1600/pic+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527292919906120002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLTjoDSJMUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fSTy4dmfA-U/s320/pic+331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole APX tech support supervisors group after the race. At least people look more awake now!! I love all of these guys. He works with an awesome group of people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-4299043220624582521?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4299043220624582521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=4299043220624582521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4299043220624582521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4299043220624582521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/10/run-to-walk-race.html' title='Run to Walk Race'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLToOyiNDCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/k0Z-mjMIXDA/s72-c/pic+304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7768505011096367729</id><published>2010-10-11T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:30:09.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My 22nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>Back in June I turned 22. Abram just planned something small and we went to Pirate Island with his Aunt and Cousins. We had never been before and it was actually pretty entertaining and the pizza wasn't bad. It was really nice of them to take the time to celebrate with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921963496113506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOSPi99hWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_QxrhQlQHYs/s320/pic+1048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza there is HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526921434156264946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLORwvBgbfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SeOkBjFt-HA/s320/pic+1047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza sitting next to our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOTugKwI1I/AAAAAAAAASk/EgASqTR4Qbw/s1600/fabric+birthday+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923594832028498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOTugKwI1I/AAAAAAAAASk/EgASqTR4Qbw/s320/fabric+birthday+112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins at our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOTjffskSI/AAAAAAAAASc/jQiAoSh1nmo/s1600/fabric+birthday+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923405672878370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOTjffskSI/AAAAAAAAASc/jQiAoSh1nmo/s320/fabric+birthday+115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clarissa taking a pic of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOTV-A6r6I/AAAAAAAAASU/kQRjDZ20k98/s1600/fabric+birthday+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923173347110818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOTV-A6r6I/AAAAAAAAASU/kQRjDZ20k98/s320/fabric+birthday+107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe with my birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOS3lBK3KI/AAAAAAAAASM/54aYtEhCv50/s1600/pic+1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526922651241208994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOS3lBK3KI/AAAAAAAAASM/54aYtEhCv50/s320/pic+1072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clarissa and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOSg4eX_vI/AAAAAAAAASE/eqOzyI880nI/s1600/pic+1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526922261326986994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOSg4eX_vI/AAAAAAAAASE/eqOzyI880nI/s320/pic+1054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram got me all princess stuff for my birthday party :) Dallin posing with his plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a simple and fun birthday! &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/329492144658221874-7768505011096367729?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7768505011096367729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7768505011096367729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7768505011096367729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7768505011096367729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-22nd-birthday.html' title='My 22nd Birthday'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLOSPi99hWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_QxrhQlQHYs/s72-c/pic+1048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-6769855937766121491</id><published>2010-10-05T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T10:52:22.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogan's Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abram's little brother, Rogan, graduated from high school in June. Abram and I drove up to Washington for it with Abram's sister Rachael and our nephew Wyatt.  But before we went to graduations we got to go to a Seattle Sounders Soccer game. It was AMAZING!! And we ended up finding out that Abram's best friend from high school Nick was at the game so we sat with him for the first half.&lt;/div&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: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526079216488240146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCTxNtzVBI/AAAAAAAAARE/mARrGL7kWoA/s320/pic+1092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qwest field...Where the Seahawks and the Sounders play. SOOO COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526078968394625826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCTixfrMyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I1I3JufCEJU/s320/pic+1089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abram on his way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526079915973470002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCUZ7gE5zI/AAAAAAAAARM/RY6Ubog978k/s320/pic+1099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seats were really close to the field thanks to friends from Wenatchee. I love the Cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwIA_4oYnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zmZMDZDbaDk/s1600/pic+542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524799656118739570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwIA_4oYnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zmZMDZDbaDk/s320/pic+542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt and Rogan after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwHcbmaTsI/AAAAAAAAAQU/JwdqUHFaOq8/s1600/pic+552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524799027903352514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwHcbmaTsI/AAAAAAAAAQU/JwdqUHFaOq8/s320/pic+552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abram with his friends from high school Stefan and Nick. I love these guys! And watching Abram with them is so much fun. I make fun of him that his face in this picture is so much happier then it was in any of our wedding or engagement pictures.&lt;/div&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: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526078303553046962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCS8ExFybI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dm_BcgZh17Y/s320/pic+553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with them. Wish we could see them more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwHKYKSeMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-2wkE4LKt-I/s1600/pic+547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524798717742446786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwHKYKSeMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-2wkE4LKt-I/s320/pic+547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abram and his siblings at Rogan's graduation(minus Bryce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwG9w4AK5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/L56PQzluEEk/s1600/pic+544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524798501038336914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwG9w4AK5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/L56PQzluEEk/s320/pic+544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rogan with his mom and dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526080857876946386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCVQwXXXdI/AAAAAAAAARk/6vd-Yk2fMpg/s320/pic+1142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abram, Rogan, and Kendell. So funny side note you can kinda see the shirt that Rogan is wearing under his robe. It was Abram's senior shirt. We found it entertaining that he wore Abram's senoir shirt to his graduation.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwGla_HV4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/0m_Qp9O3J44/s1600/pic+541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524798082845726594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwGla_HV4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/0m_Qp9O3J44/s320/pic+541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rogan with Grandma and Grandpa Baird &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526080275451454274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCUu2qTo0I/AAAAAAAAARU/40UwaNhjfpc/s320/pic+1116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe with his long hair and scruff. (Growing his hair out for the mullett he had a few weeks later...pics to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwGWiue_MI/AAAAAAAAAPs/LK8xIgxRJ-Q/s1600/pic+516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524797827225418946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwGWiue_MI/AAAAAAAAAPs/LK8xIgxRJ-Q/s320/pic+516.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryce and Rachael's excitement to be at graduation. &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwGMJsMdFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/lv6fxc1KGXw/s1600/pic+515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524797648706237522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwGMJsMdFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/lv6fxc1KGXw/s320/pic+515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendell's wonderful picture face(one of the many)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524797285535941378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKwF3AxpgwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8V_OdIxOYB4/s320/pic+495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt staring at Uncle Bryce making faces at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526078549659382930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCTKZladJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ucHyGQjU9SA/s320/pic+556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wyatt playing with Grandpa Clay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all it was a good mini vacation. It was fun to spend time with friends and family!!&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/329492144658221874-6769855937766121491?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6769855937766121491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=6769855937766121491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/6769855937766121491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/6769855937766121491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/10/rogans-graduation.html' title='Rogan&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TLCTxNtzVBI/AAAAAAAAARE/mARrGL7kWoA/s72-c/pic+1092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-1789646949528810059</id><published>2010-10-05T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T23:01:29.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation...Finally posting</title><content type='html'>So it has been a LONG LONG time since I have actually posted! Not tons has been going on in our lives. Abram and I have been super busy working all the time and Abram going to school. We haven't had very much time to ourselves but we are working on figuring out our schedules to be able to get everything done that we need to and still have some time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working 50 - 55 hours a week on average right now. I'm still working for Ames Construction but I am working on the I 15 Core project that is expanding I 15 from Spanish Fork to Lehi. I am in charge of getting all of the time cards together for my company and sending them in every week. I also gather the time cards for 2 different companies and scan all of the time card for those two and Ames individually for people to be able to look at. I'm enjoying it. There has just been a lot more responsibility and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to try to catch up on what has been going on with us since the beginning of the summer...It may take some time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the very beginning of the summer we took a trip to Southern California with our friends Chase and Rachel. It was a very fun filled, packed vacation! We ended up going to Disneyland, Real Salt Lake game vs the Chivas, Jay Leno Show, Santa Monica Pier, and lots lots more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524781764127100210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv3vjBaDTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PygaGz21yjc/s320/pic+356.jpg" /&gt;Don't worry the answer is YES we did have enough food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524782504214421762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv4aoD-YQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3MhITz_Tp4U/s320/pic+371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chase and Abram getting the BBQ ready the first day that we were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524783412945693938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv5PhWZLPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KWwHPDVHUsk/s320/pic+437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking around Hollywood...I don't know why I love this picture so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524783137576081650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv4_fhKWPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gj4EPU7whkE/s320/pic+402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachel and I at the Wax Museum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524784397411166034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv6I0xQJ1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/-IelV4rbKm0/s320/pic+464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachel, Chase, and Abram at the end of the Pier. It was super windy which was a bummer cause we never ended up getting in the water all vacation because of weather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524783927644685970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv5tewMhpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/XcnV4ckBTiI/s320/pic+461.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Abram and I on the Pier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524783666706047970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv5eSrk4-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/SeGP2UASBBI/s320/pic+453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abram's hair looks super old school! It was so windy and his hair was long!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524785329711498946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv6_F2-RsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YORHh15TT0I/s320/pic+957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abram showing his excitement(ok so its a little forced) about going to Disneyland!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524785561499057282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv7MlVbvII/AAAAAAAAAO0/0qaPjyCSyuY/s320/pic+961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chase and Rachel at Disneyland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524785799576835490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv7acPmVaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JrnsPys1nrU/s320/pic+962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abram at Disneyland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524786040501189426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv7odwcOzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/6KDS3Rt8pLM/s320/pic+974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abram and I at Disneyland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had SO much fun on our little get away with Rachel and Chase and look forward to going on another with them when we all have the time!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will keep working on writing more about what has been going on with us. We just got the internet at our house today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-1789646949528810059?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1789646949528810059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=1789646949528810059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1789646949528810059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1789646949528810059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/10/summer-vacationfinally-posting.html' title='Summer Vacation...Finally posting'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/TKv3vjBaDTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PygaGz21yjc/s72-c/pic+356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-8649114605360562527</id><published>2010-04-15T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:22:48.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Real vs Sounders and Nickel City!!!</title><content type='html'>So this last weekend was the first Real Salt Lake home game and it just happened to be against the Seattle Sounders. As you can imagine Abram was completely torn over the whole thing!! Abram's dad, brother, and some other friends drove down from Washington and we all went to the game together. I, of course, cheered for Real (which Abram ended up doing too) but I was surrounded by drum playing, VERY LOUD Sounders fans. It actually was really fun and entertaining weekend. Before the game we went to Nickel City for about an hour and to Tucanos for lunch. Here are a few pictures from our fun weekend!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460395537555794226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S8c4z50kKTI/AAAAAAAAANE/qELw3D_uBZI/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this picture is actually from a BYU basketball game but I just uploaded the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460395875188680514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S8c5HjmhJ0I/AAAAAAAAANM/5hvoYW2_dG0/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won A LOT of tickets in an hour just over a thousand between all of us....Ok so I might have waited for a little boy to leave the machine with the biggest jackpot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460396863095685778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S8c6BD15wpI/AAAAAAAAANU/tZe0gd4WUP8/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group at Tucanos....minus Abram's brother Rogan cause I accidentally cut him out and me because I was taking the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460397146495905746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S8c6Rjlx79I/AAAAAAAAANc/cONb1FnNrzQ/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Rogan's face when we found out that we cut him out of the picture! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a fun weekend!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. the teams ended up in a tie so that no one would be super mad! It was an exciting game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-8649114605360562527?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8649114605360562527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=8649114605360562527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8649114605360562527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8649114605360562527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/04/real-vs-sounders-and-nickel-city.html' title='Real vs Sounders and Nickel City!!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S8c4z50kKTI/AAAAAAAAANE/qELw3D_uBZI/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-4247246102584989469</id><published>2010-03-04T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:49:11.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The update.....and a bat!</title><content type='html'>So I haven't updated in a very long time and not tons has changed. I am still working for Ames Construction and I like it a lot. Abram is working full time at APX Alarm as a supervisor in tech support and also taking a full school load. I am very proud of him for all that he does for us and don't get to see him very much. He usually leaves the house around 7:30 am and is back at 11:30 pm on a good day. I started to take a photoshop class on Tuesdays to occupy some of my time. I am loving it I just finished the beginning class and started the advanced one this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved last month to Springville to be a little closer to campus and not have as high of rent. I am finally getting used to our new place and we are planning what we are going to plant in the little spot for the garden out back! Just as I was getting used to being in a brand new place and never having Abram around, I had a wonderful visitor! A BAT!!! I didn't react well at all to its visit, OK to be honest I freaked out and Abram came home and saved me. I didn't have any desire to go back to the apartment alone after that since by the time Abram got there we didn't know where it was. We called the landlord and he came over later that day but couldn't find it. Since I was too scared to go home Abram's sister was nice enough to let me hang out at their house for a while and then I went to gymnastics by myself that night which turned out to be really fun. We ended up spending the night at Abram's aunt and uncle's house that night and then the next morning Abram went in with the landlord and looked through everything since we still had boxes EVERYWHERE!! They still didn't find it but tried to make sure that all of the wholes everywhere were patched up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of my friends from high school(Jesse and Jordan) came up to watch the New Mexico/BYU game so we went to that night(last weekend). Unfortunately BYU lost but we still had a good time! It was really good to see them again and I think they liked being in the student section with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hanging out with them, we went home and I was feeling a little better about the bat situation. After being there for about and hour I got up to go to the bathroom and saw it sitting there on Abram's church bag. I handled it A LOT better that time and Abram took care of it. For the past few days I have just been trying to convince myself that there was only one and I've been trying not to freak out at every single sound!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444834261263372338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S4_v6aN60DI/AAAAAAAAAMg/r2T0SBK0IgM/s320/game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us at the BYU/Utah game...I think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444835829923349138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S4_xVt7mgpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WTec-SE0my0/s320/sub+for+santa.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;We did sub for Santa with Abram's work and Abram got the back seat holding the bags of presents in the back of the car. It was very entertaining! We kept making fun of him when he talked because he was completely muffled! Sorry the picture is so dark I took it with my phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444834752626494274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S4_wXAsBC0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/IDTKziwz_g4/s320/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abram's Dad and Uncle trying to break into his cousins car in Vegas. It was an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We don't have Internet at our new place so I don't really have very many pictures to put up right now but I will work on that! Sorry it has been forever since I have written anything I don't even know if anyone ever looks at it anymore but thanks to whoever does and I will work on being better and doing more fun stuff so I can actually post something!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-4247246102584989469?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4247246102584989469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=4247246102584989469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4247246102584989469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4247246102584989469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2010/03/updateand-bat.html' title='The update.....and a bat!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/S4_v6aN60DI/AAAAAAAAAMg/r2T0SBK0IgM/s72-c/game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-2724970845546859375</id><published>2009-08-19T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:51:26.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Whole Year Already!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So Sunday was our One Year Anniversary! I can't believe how fast this past year has gone by. We have learned and grown together so much over the past year. For our anniversary we celebrated a week early. We went up to Logan and stayed in the Anniversary Inn there. I LOVED IT! I would highly recommend trying it out sometime. It's a fun atmosphere and the food is good too! We had hoped to be able to completely get away and go on a cruise or something exotic like that but decided to spend our time off with family and friends instead. So, this was a great way to have a little get away without having to take off work or spend a lot of money. When I get a second to upload our pictures I will write a post just about our trip to the Anniversary Inn cause it is that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we went shopping for presents for our anniversary. Abram had given me the option of getting a wedding band for my ring or getting a keyboard(piano). Abram had spotted a really good deal at Costco so he took me to look at it. I fell in love. I had been looking around for a while and I was pretty picky about what I wanted. I wanted the full size keyboard with weighted keys that actually sounded like a piano. I also wanted it to come with a stand and a sustaining pedal and thought it would be nice if it came with a seat of some sorts but it wasn't a priority. So when I went to Costco with him to look at the one that he had seen I was so excited!!! It had EVERYTHING that I wanted and it was cheaper than any of them that I had seen in the past and came along with more then the ones I had looked at. So that was my anniversary present from Abram. I have been playing it quite frequently and randomly. I'm surprised that Abram doesn't hate it since I play when he is watching tv. One thing Abram loves about it is that it has a program that will teach you songs and show you what keys to hit. And I love that it has all different kinds of songs built in, different sounds and rythems that you can use, that it has a recorder so you can record yourself and listen to it, and that it has a plug in for head phones! As you can tell I'm really excted about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Abram's present we took a little trip to Macy's and he picked out a Fossil watch that he really liked. I love it too. It's all black and goes really good with his casual clothes and his pin stripe suit. He wore it on Saturday to the Real Salt Lake game and to Church and he had people comment on it both places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed that we both have good jobs and that Abram is able to attend school and we have a great place to live! We are very lucky. I am so glad that Abram took a chance on me. He has helped me through many difficult times, bought me LOTS of Ben and Jerry's and flowers, tried to help me stop worrying about what people think all the time, and loves me unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what happens for us in the year to come!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-2724970845546859375?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2724970845546859375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=2724970845546859375' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2724970845546859375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2724970845546859375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-whole-year-already.html' title='One Whole Year Already!!!!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-5227118921474797163</id><published>2009-05-20T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:34:54.176-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>I'm an Aunt!</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, May 11th, Abram's sister Rachael had her baby boy, Wyatt K Youd! Abram and I went to the hospital a few hours after she had him to see how they were doing. They were both doing really good and I got to hold my first ever newborn, as in same day they were born. Just about every other day since then I've been lucky enough to go and see them and hold him. At first I was scared to hold that little of a baby. But now I love it and it helps me relax a lot. I also got to go see Celisa's baby Olivia last week too. She is about a week and a few days older than Wyatt and is getting so big already! Here are a few pictures of Wyatt that I stole off of Rachael's facebook page since I've been bad and haven't taken any pictures on my camera!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337938873186541970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ShQrH6EIYZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oaQrKiZyEc4/s320/sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337938750977049794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ShQrAyzHhMI/AAAAAAAAALo/8CjA09KPcIs/s320/boston+hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-5227118921474797163?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5227118921474797163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=5227118921474797163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5227118921474797163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5227118921474797163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-aunt.html' title='I&apos;m an Aunt!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ShQrH6EIYZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oaQrKiZyEc4/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-329063030644871234</id><published>2009-04-30T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:38:22.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its been a couple months since I actually updated this. We haven't been up to all that much Abram has just been going to school and I've been working. This last weekend we got to go to our friends wedding. We got to go the ceremony with them in the Salt Lake Temple. I was so excited for this because it was my first time going to someone elses wedding and my first time in the Salt Lake Temple! The ceremony was amazing and that night we also went to their reception. Unfortunately, our camera battery was dead and we couldn't find the charger for it!(Before that we couldn't find the cord that goes from the camera to the computer which is one of the reasons I haven't written in so long, I couldn't put pictures on!) We also got to hang out with Mike and Val and play Rock Band 2 which I completely love! And it was really good to see them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well here are a couple pics of the two of us in the last little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330595447586664082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SfoUUR63rpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tDaoiFqlhlw/s320/byu+utah+game.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us at the BYU/Utah game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330595508809442402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SfoUX1_hJGI/AAAAAAAAALY/PyC4OwljZ_Y/s320/new+years.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us on New Years Eve&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/329492144658221874-329063030644871234?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/329063030644871234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=329063030644871234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/329063030644871234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/329063030644871234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SfoUUR63rpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tDaoiFqlhlw/s72-c/byu+utah+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7048645528227975997</id><published>2009-02-10T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:37:38.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Two Sister-in-laws' Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>So within the past week TWO of my sister-in-laws have had birthdays! Last week was Val's birthday and today is Rachael's. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SZG6N7ZdNyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/J7uC79kyqfM/s1600-h/val+mike+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301222984837314338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SZG6N7ZdNyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/J7uC79kyqfM/s320/val+mike+and+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I never had a sister of my own I was really happy when a year and a half ago my brother got married to Val! She is so much fun to be around. I especially loved when we used to play raquetball together against Mike. VERY entertaining times. And was there for me during some hard ones too! &lt;/div&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: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301223473255114930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SZG6qW5VaLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L0LkapMMGGM/s320/wedding+abrams+fam.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And when I got engaged it made me even more excited to know that I would have 2 more sisters in law! Rae was really nice and willing to do my hair for the wedding, which is a lot more work than it may sound like. We had the run through before my bridal pictures, then she did it again for my bridal pictures, then for the reception in Enterprise, and FINALLY the last time when I got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appriciate everything that both of them do for me! I wish I got to hang out with both of them a lot more because I really am glad to finally have sisters of my own!! Happy Birthday to both of you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S. Sadly I didn't have any pictures of either of them on my computer since the one with all my pictures here at work got stolen and I havent put them back on again, I got these off of my facebook. so sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-7048645528227975997?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7048645528227975997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7048645528227975997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7048645528227975997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7048645528227975997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-sister-in-laws-birthdays.html' title='Two Sister-in-laws&apos; Birthdays!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SZG6N7ZdNyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/J7uC79kyqfM/s72-c/val+mike+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7097766644164671847</id><published>2009-02-02T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:28:12.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday Pictures!</title><content type='html'>I thought that I would post a few pictures from Abram's birthday a couple of weeks ago since I neglected to take any pictures this weekend(Abram's soccer game, BYU game, Baby Shower, and Superbowl Party).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdisVHnwwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s_-HQAj4cWA/s1600-h/camera+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312000347554562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdisVHnwwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s_-HQAj4cWA/s320/camera+166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdi02JbiNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uZDLgpwncA4/s1600-h/camera+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312146652465362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdi02JbiNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uZDLgpwncA4/s320/camera+168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to open his presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjHp_2KII/AAAAAAAAAKI/e8mR2xnhr6k/s1600-h/camera+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312469808556162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjHp_2KII/AAAAAAAAAKI/e8mR2xnhr6k/s320/camera+172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjN_Op26I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/62hcZCVKaOI/s1600-h/camera+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312578587024290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjN_Op26I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/62hcZCVKaOI/s320/camera+176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The big box with a bunch of little presents inside and the 1st birthday balloon. It was the only one with a soccer ball on it and its his first birthday with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjVG6IJdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/w0f5ZeysIcM/s1600-h/camera+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312700907496914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjVG6IJdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/w0f5ZeysIcM/s320/camera+180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjc83ubEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jmSfmTM-Lz4/s1600-h/camera+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312835652021314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdjc83ubEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jmSfmTM-Lz4/s320/camera+186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cake that wasn't as hard to make as I thought it would be, and him blowing out the candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdkzxxCYiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/V-4nfJ3pxkA/s1600-h/camera+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298314327319798306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdkzxxCYiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/V-4nfJ3pxkA/s320/camera+165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also got to see our "Brother" Ricky before he reported to the MTC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though I was bad and didnt take pictures, Abram did win his soccer game on Saturday, BYU won the Basketball game, and C's baby shower was amazing! It was a busy but great weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-7097766644164671847?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7097766644164671847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7097766644164671847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7097766644164671847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7097766644164671847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-pictures.html' title='Birthday Pictures!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SYdisVHnwwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s_-HQAj4cWA/s72-c/camera+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7754476502962561995</id><published>2009-01-23T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:32:14.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Christmas....a month late :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So it took a really long time for me to be able to get pictures onto my computer at work to be able to blog about Christmas. Somewhere in the travels we misplaced our thing that transfers the pictures from the card to the computer. But, I finally found something that worked and so here is our First Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abram and I both agreed that we really liked having real Christmas trees instead of fake ones so we set out on our adventure to a bunch of parking lots full of trees that were WAY overpriced! We finally found a small one that we didnt feel was too bad of a price and took it home to decorate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294586673019215362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXomhvXT3gI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZPin-b6lVkg/s320/camera+117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abram with our tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294586986259585602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXomz-RomkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/54oE09g3Nc4/s320/camera+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our tree all lit up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294587365552289602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXonKDQD90I/AAAAAAAAAJY/yvgWr0LzPLo/s320/camera+129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us with the tree.(I have really bad red eye)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This year we spent Christmas with my family. So, we drove with my parents to Northern California so that we could spend time with Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, and cute little cousins. I was able to meet two of my cousins that I had never seen before. But, I did a really bad job and didn't take pictures with them!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294588769766479682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXoobyW0F0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/w0Ne6gBhM04/s320/camera+143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294588634661042866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXooT7DKurI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j-9p5QUsVGg/s320/camera+142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us on Christmas morning with some of our presents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294588890699120338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXooi03ZvtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_lrgcoCtPEg/s320/camera+145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After getting fixed up heading from one grandma's house to another!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were so happy to be able to spend time with family on Christmas and get to know them better and we look forward to spending time with the Clay's next Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-7754476502962561995?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7754476502962561995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7754476502962561995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7754476502962561995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7754476502962561995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-christmasa-month-late.html' title='First Christmas....a month late :)'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXomhvXT3gI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZPin-b6lVkg/s72-c/camera+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-4477059238285335532</id><published>2009-01-20T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:51:14.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Honey!!</title><content type='html'>So, today Abram turned 23!!! I don't think he is going to have that fun of a day. He got up around six and left to be at work at 7 this morning. So he is spending his birthday at work and school til 5. Hopefully I will make his cake right(something that is extremely important to him as I have learned by him telling me how to make it about 20 times in the last week) and make everything all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that we wouldn't have much time today to do much fun for his birthday, I decided to have Friday be his birthday day. After he got off work I met him in Provo and gave him one of his presents early. A Brian Regan cd that we could listen to together on the way up to South Jordan. I bought us a couple tickets to the International Auto Expo. Any of you who know Abram know that he LOVES cars. I actually enjoyed it. It was fun being able to tell him all of the cars that I want him to buy for me someday, specifically I always tell him I would like a Bentley and an Escalade. I forgot to bring the camera in with me but we took a few pictures with our phones that I will try to get posted up. After the Auto Show, we went to Tepanyaki. We sat by a really fun family and the food was great. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293403956132046786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXXy2jnl58I/AAAAAAAAAJA/9J7vu4BvhtU/s320/JAM_8360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram is the best guy that I have ever met. Here are some of the things I love about him...&lt;br /&gt;*He buys me a rose every anniversary(yes that means every Month Anniversary)&lt;br /&gt;*If I'm angry or frustrated in any way he buys me my favorite kind of Ben and Jerry's ice cream&lt;br /&gt;*He puts up with me even when I snap at him about stupid things&lt;br /&gt;*He helps clean up around the house even though I'm really bad at it&lt;br /&gt;*He is awesome with kids. If there are little kids in a store or something he makes friends with them&lt;br /&gt;*Everywhere we go he makes friends with random people...at wedding receptions, the guy in front of us at football games, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;*He always scrapes my window off in the mornings even if he is in a hurry to go to school&lt;br /&gt;*He goes to school full time but still puts in a 30+ hour work week&lt;br /&gt;*He watchs my dumb chick flicks with me&lt;br /&gt;*He always opens my car door...in fact he gets mad if I try to do it myself&lt;br /&gt;*And I know that he will always be there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Honey!!! I love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-4477059238285335532?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4477059238285335532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=4477059238285335532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4477059238285335532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/4477059238285335532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-honey.html' title='Happy Birthday Honey!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SXXy2jnl58I/AAAAAAAAAJA/9J7vu4BvhtU/s72-c/JAM_8360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-1485562556790072049</id><published>2009-01-19T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:52:49.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Months and I Love You</title><content type='html'>So we had a very fast start to our dating life, we hung out pretty much everyday. A couple months into our dating, Abram went with a group of his friends to Vegas for a week to go to the Mountain West Conference Basketball something(totally don't remember what its called). The entire time that he was in Vegas, I felt really really sick. Whenever we talked he kept telling me to go to the doctor but with the job that I had at the time, they really didn't give me much time to be able to go and I was just being stubborn in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat was killing everyday and I was living off of cough drops and having my first experiences with NyQuil. On Abram's way back on that Sunday he called about a half an hour before he was going to be picking me up to take me to his aunt's house for Sunday dinner. Lets just say I had taken the NyQuil about a half an hour before he called. I went with him to his aunts house but was completely out of it the entire time I was there! Not my best day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday of the next week, Abram convinced me that I needed to go to the doctor and was nice enough to take me there too. I found out that I had really bad strep. So after getting my medicine, Abram took me back to my apartment, gave me my medicine, and we just sat there and watched TV. While we were watching I randomly blurted out, "I'm pretty sure I love you." I didn't exactly get the response I was hoping for in that. Actually I didn't get a response at all. So, that kinda put me down a little bit especially because I was taking him to meet my parents that weekend. I didn't push the issue since I didn't want to force him to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Wednesday, our day off. I was still kind of sad about the whole situation, but we were going up to South Jordan to pick up a few things for my parents store. On the way up he told me about his friend(who started dating a girl AFTER we started dating) and his girlfriend. He said that the night before she had told him that she loved him. So at this point I was thinking hmmm maybe this is going to be his way of bringing that back up again. But, I was wrong. After he said that he didn't say anything else so I asked "And what did he say". Abram just said, "I don't know." It was like pouring salt in an open wound. I was sitting there thinking that he had to have brought that up on purpose but why didn't he say anything about what I had said last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we decided to watch Enchanted. Abram knew that I really really liked that movie, so the day it came out he went and bought it for me on DVD. At some time during the movie we somehow started talking about how we felt about each other or something like that. By this time it had been a full 24 hours since I had said those words to him and he hadn't said anything at all back to me. So, I was pretty snappy in saying "I'm pretty sure that we've already had this discussion." He had a pretty confused look on his face and said "What did you say?" so I responded, "I said that I was pretty sure I loved you." Then he said, "What did I say?" So once again in a very snappy way I said, "You didn't say anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again there was silence. We were laying there and I was facing away from him so I couldn't see his face or tell what he was thinking. Then, I realized that he was asleep. I thought I was going to cry! For the second time I had put my heart out there and he hadn't responded at all. It definitely didn't help that as I was sitting there wondering what I should do the song "How does she know.." comes on in the movie. That was the end of the rope. I was so angry that I got up and walked into the kitchen to get some water and decide what I should do. After standing in there for a few mins I walked back and sat down on the couch. Just then, he woke up and without missing a beat said, "I'm pretty sure I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a few days to get over being angry about it all and tell him the whole story of what happened. Supposedly the Candy show that we were watching on TV the first time I had said it was pretty fascinating cause he supposedly didn't hear me. But, he just tells everyone that I must have forgiven him because I still married him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-1485562556790072049?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1485562556790072049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=1485562556790072049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1485562556790072049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1485562556790072049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2009/01/five-months-and-i-love-you.html' title='Five Months and I Love You'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7404574761822689192</id><published>2008-12-16T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:13:40.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first date'/><title type='text'>Four Months! The first Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like I said last month I'm going to be writting about how we met, started dating, got engaged and all of that fun stuff. So if you haven't read the last one you should probably do that first or you might be confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Abram got my phone number from another guy at work, we started to txt all weekend while I was in Brian Head with Erica snowboarding. After a really fun weekend we reluctently head home on Sunday. Once I got home Abram invited me to come over to one of his friends houses there in Provo/Orem. I asked him specifically if his friends knew that I was coming over and he told me yes. So when I got the the house he just told me to walk in. When I walked in to the living room I could tell by the looks on their faces that they hadnt had much notice, if any at all. So there in front of me sat 5 guys who worked with me. I was the supervisor and they were the agents. It was extremely awkward and the whole time that I was there I was in a lot of pain(im not very good at the snowboarding thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first awkward hang out we saw each other at work the next day. Abram worked the shift before me so it only overlapped by a few hours. When he was leaving I told him I was pretty hungry and he volunteered to get me some food. So after I got off work I thanked him for getting the food for me and suggested we hang out again sometime. A few mins later he called me and was like do you wanna set your roomate up with my friend and go see a movie. Erica was nice enough to go on a date with us(our first date). We went to the dollar theater with all of his friends and their girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Abram invited me to go to his institute class with him. On the way walking into the building he mentions that it is something to do with Marriage or Eternal Partners or something like that. Thats an interesting second date. It actually was really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Wednesday I decided to take the day off and volunteer to work the Saturday schedule since I was going in every Saturday anyways. That was Abrams day off also. So, we planned on hanging out and going out to lunch that day. So, I was trying to get all ready for the date and he shows up early! I didnt have any makeup on but all of my roomies were gone so I had to answer the door. So I opened the door and the first word to come out of my mouth was "JERK". Well me without make up must not have scared him that bad cause we still had a good date...yes he sat in the living room while I finished getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tucano's, Abrams favorite restraunt, and walked around in the shops around there. Thats where he first held my hand. It made a pretty good impression on me when he kept holding my hand even when we saw his mission comp. He then took me to the mall where we wandered around and tried on sunglasses. He bought me some sheet music(the love of my life) for the piano. Then we went into Sports Authority where his brother-in-law Cade works and introduced me. I thought that was all a pretty good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cade ended up calling Abram later that night to ask if we were going out. He didnt know that Abram was still with me. Anyways one thing led to another and we decided to start dating. Yes I know it was really really fast! He didnt end up kissing me that night but I was extremely happy because he had held my hand in front of friends and family. Bought me presents, paid for the meal and didnt mind spending time with me a lot! And he always opened my door...still does to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280792715029928050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SUkk_tfUWHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VtFTRSLqFeI/s320/first+date.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a picture of us trying on sunglasses that day that we went to the mall.&lt;/p&gt;Until next month... xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-7404574761822689192?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7404574761822689192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7404574761822689192' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7404574761822689192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7404574761822689192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/four-months-first-date.html' title='Four Months! The first Date'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SUkk_tfUWHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VtFTRSLqFeI/s72-c/first+date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7075595501464459510</id><published>2008-12-08T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:44:50.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Date Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Very Good December Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go up to South Jordan every 4 months to get my ring inspected and cleaned. So the first weekend in December was the weekend we chose to go up. We still had a few gift cards from our wedding reception to Jcpenny and Macys so we decided that we would try buying some Christmas gifts up there at the same time. We ended up finding the gifts for eachother and got my ring cleaned, inspected and redipped(white gold) while we were shopping. Abram and I had a lot of fun trying to figure out what we wanted for our Christmas presents. After our shopping adventures we took a trip up to Salt Lake. We have a book full of coupons so we ate at a Mexican Restraunt called the Blue Iguana(its very very good!!). After dinner I took Abram to Temple Square for his first ever time of seeing the Christmas Lights there! I had forgotten how beautiful and fun it was to go. There were also choir concerts going on the same day that we went so we were able to go and watch the Pine View Chamber Choir(from St. George) perform. Abram actually ended up enjoying it a lot when they sang like a pig latin version of Jingle Bells. We werent very smart and forgot to charge our camera battery and some so some of the pictures will be a little blurry cause they are from our cell phones.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277530663360147938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ST2OLUDQMeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/40rXeh0xgvY/s320/IMG_1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277530551585665810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ST2OEzqI8xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lBeHbPgxvf0/s320/IMG_1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277530781968487298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ST2OSN5r04I/AAAAAAAAAIc/FdC20blklRk/s320/me+infront+of+temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280125884266765362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SUbGhDUQ3DI/AAAAAAAAAIs/18V4BLvuMpw/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-7075595501464459510?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7075595501464459510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7075595501464459510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7075595501464459510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7075595501464459510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-good-december-weekend.html' title='A Very Good December Weekend!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ST2OLUDQMeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/40rXeh0xgvY/s72-c/IMG_1104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-2856774253695693525</id><published>2008-12-08T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:58:46.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Date Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Muppet Christmas Carol!!!</title><content type='html'>So in my family it became somewhat of a tradition to watch The Muppet Christmas Carol every Christmas Season. Abram remembered me talking about the movie and trying to quote different parts to him and he would have no idea what I was talking about. So as a surprise to me he saw at BYU that they were showing it on campus for a dollar! So this last Friday he took me to watch it! He ended up liking it a lot and now I can quote parts of the movie to him and he will understand!! It was an awesome date and it was really cheap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456870438760706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ST1LD__ycQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6hAjJw9Z6e8/s320/muppet-christmas-carol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It is my all time favorite Christmas Movie. For those of you who have seen it "This is my island in the sun!" and for those of you that haven't seen it yet I strongly suggest watching it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-2856774253695693525?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2856774253695693525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=2856774253695693525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2856774253695693525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2856774253695693525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/muppet-christmas-carol.html' title='The Muppet Christmas Carol!!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/ST1LD__ycQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6hAjJw9Z6e8/s72-c/muppet-christmas-carol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-8979647234787882439</id><published>2008-12-05T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:10.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Our First Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>So our first Thanksgiving wasn't exactly how we had wanted it. We are planning on going to California at Christmas time to spend this year with my family, so that required us to make a few sacrifices. Thanksgiving was one of them. In order to get Christmas off Abram worked Thanksgiving day from 10 am til 7 pm. So I spent Thanksgiving Day packing and cleaning our house. Luckily after Abram got off work we were able to drive to Enterprise to spend some of the weekend with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being a VERY QUICK but really fun couple of days for us. We got there really late on Thursday night and then on Friday morning we headed for St. George to watch Abram's 14 year old cousin Dallin play in a soccer tournement. Since my dad was working at their store that day, we brought my mom along(It's the first soccer game I've ever known of her going to). Dallin's team ended up winning and it was a fun experience to go watch him at Dixie College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day my parents, Abram, and I went out to eat in St. George and played 2 hours of Laser Tag! Which I was very happy about! We were happy to have been able to spend time with family even if it wasnt on Thanksgiving Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-8979647234787882439?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8979647234787882439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=8979647234787882439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8979647234787882439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8979647234787882439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-first-thanksgiving.html' title='Our First Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-7614061846364926650</id><published>2008-12-03T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:29.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mikey!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my brother Mike's 23rd Birthday! He has been there for me A LOT the past few years. I remember when he left on his mission I would cry everytime that I had to sing Called to Serve for over a year. Pretty sad I know. But I love him and I'm glad that he is always there for me. Happy Birthday Mikey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275654577367476850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STbj4vGm6nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/q_mpnvnjqCA/s320/MelissaAbram-0037_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-7614061846364926650?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7614061846364926650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=7614061846364926650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7614061846364926650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/7614061846364926650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-mikey.html' title='Happy Birthday Mikey!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STbj4vGm6nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/q_mpnvnjqCA/s72-c/MelissaAbram-0037_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-9181043596811831110</id><published>2008-12-01T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:47.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Fun with old roomies!</title><content type='html'>So the 18th of November was my old roomie Lisa's 21st birthday. She had a Mocktail Party on Friday that we got to get all dressed up and go to. There wasn't any alcohol just virgin margaritas and rootbeer and sprite and jello shots. But we did play drinking games. Here are some pics. It ended up working out that Abram was the ONLY guy there but o well haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934254618839314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRUwbwYiRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZvuG92GVf4o/s320/IMG_1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lisa(the birthday girl), being from College Station, Texas, knows how to open a "beer" bottle with her arm....or so she says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934142268098674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRUp5N4SHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/14P8XBuq6QM/s320/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The look Lisa gave Abram for taking a picture of her after she spilt her cup of &lt;strong&gt;rootbeer&lt;/strong&gt; on the floor, her dress, and her cell phone. She wasn't very happy with him if you can't tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934352258444802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRU2HfergI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SwEUBFwKYL4/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abram posing with his rootbeer bottle and jello shot. It was fun getting all dressed up in "cocktail" attire. Ya...we didn't really know what that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934687530717186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRVJoenkAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/z9vgDRqaap4/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and my old Roomies, Cody, Lisa, and Bre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934498319986834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRU-nnQ8JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/z7n_sUsoT2g/s320/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abram and the Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934788861036418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRVPh9ph4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-e8GDSyCLKc/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Yes that is a crown that he is wearing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We all had a lot of fun. My stomach hurt REALLY bad from drinking so much soda though without much food. The next day we continued to celebrate her birthday by going to Tucanos, its a Brazilian Grill. All you can eat meat and salad bar. Birthday tradition. Unfortunately, the great weekend didn't have the best ending when we went with Abram's old roomies and watched the BYU vs. Utah game....enough said about that. But over all it was a fun weekend with friends!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-9181043596811831110?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/9181043596811831110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=9181043596811831110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/9181043596811831110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/9181043596811831110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-with-old-roomies.html' title='Fun with old roomies!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/STRUwbwYiRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZvuG92GVf4o/s72-c/IMG_1095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-5898536384837303099</id><published>2008-11-17T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:07:34.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Months...and a day.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday marks Abram and I being married for 3 months. So I decided on every Anniversary I can take the chance for everyone to get to know our dating and pre-married life since nothing much is new with us otherwise. So last time I told about how we met and our first real interaction with each other so I will just start from there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after I didn't show up to bring him food or anything on that first Saturday we just gradually started talking every once in a while. Since I was a supervisor at work I had to know a lot about my teams personal life. Lets just say that some of the were going through a pretty hard time in life. One in particular had some health problems, was pregnant, and had a couple very young kids. One week the apartment building that she lived in caught on fire. So, I offered to help her move to a new apartment building since she didn't have much help. But, the problem was, I knew there was only so much help that me and my roomies could offer, so I needed to find some guys to help out. I had a really hard time trying to think of someone to ask so I finally decided to ask Abram and his friends to help out. (Abram had 4 friends that worked at Teleperformance with us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to Abram and I really hadn't thought through what I was going to say very well. I just walked up to his desk and said "Hey, what are you doing Friday night." I automatically got really embarrassed knowing what it must have sounded like and he was just sitting there smiling! So as fast as I could I said "NO NO NO! I'm not asking you on a date or anything! I need help moving someone." By then I'm sure you all know what he was thinking and he was just sitting there with a smirk on his face. He just was like sure I'll help. And I just walked away completely embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up not working out with us helping my agent move that week. So our next real interaction was me trying to get him to work Overtime for me on Saturday again. I started to talk to him right when he was going to log off and go home for the day. So, in the middle of me talking to him about working overtime, there was a supervisor call that I had to go take. I asked him not to leave so that I could talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say it was a very very long supervisor call, and abram was waiting at the front of the call center for about a half an hour. Once I finally got up there I asked him again if he wanted to work overtime for me on Saturday. He asked if I was going to be around and I told him that Erica and I were going on a snowboarding trip so no I wouldn't be. We had a super long conversation about whether or not he would do it and at some point I told him he could come hang out with me and my roomies if he worked for me. But, I also mentioned that some of the guys we worked with come over and hang out all the time. Supposedly he took that not so well like he has to work in order to hang out with me and these other guys didn't. It also didn't help much that one of the supervisors that was my friend, Dustin, came up and was like its not a good idea if the two of us hang out. I ended up getting frustrated and told Dustin to ask him to work overtime then and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day I came to find out that Abram, after saying no to me so many times, had said yes to working overtime for Dustin! As you can imagine I was pretty upset about it. It made me think that he didn't really like me all that much which is why I was completely surprised when he txt one of the guys that I had been hanging out with and asked for my phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued.....Next Month! Hope you are enjoying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-5898536384837303099?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5898536384837303099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=5898536384837303099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5898536384837303099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/5898536384837303099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-monthsand-day.html' title='Three Months...and a day.'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-8174286546255299590</id><published>2008-11-14T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:24:39.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU Football Fun!</title><content type='html'>So this year Abram and I decided that we would splurge and get BYU All-Sports Passes. So, we've been able to go to all of the home football games this year where we sit with some of his friends. We usually forget to bring the camera in with us but this time I finally remembered!! It was the last home game of the season against San Diego State where we won!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268606842775404226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SR3aAlzR_sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XWmCMbY2Q0E/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Abram!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268607715427787266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SR3azYr0ogI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uy8V5inxAQY/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram, Cory, Chase, and Troy(Abram's Friends)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268607902835371346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SR3a-S1RbVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zh_H3gydjjA/s320/IMG_1073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody, Lisa,(old roomies) and Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-8174286546255299590?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8174286546255299590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=8174286546255299590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8174286546255299590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8174286546255299590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/11/byu-football-fun.html' title='BYU Football Fun!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SR3aAlzR_sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XWmCMbY2Q0E/s72-c/IMG_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-8951839381795057351</id><published>2008-10-31T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:04:31.200-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dressing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun with friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey everyone! So these are some pictures from a few months ago when a group of us decided to go on an "Emo Date". Some of the boys and I went to the game that day and we all got burnt SO bad! But, overall, I thought it was pretty fun and I LOVED having blue streaks in my hair. So I thought it was a fitting time to post this since I'm not sure if we will be dressing up today or not! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263346480429630418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SQspvM_Pg9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/38XEGw9FgG8/s320/all+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the whole group of us that went to Chili's together. You cant really tell that we are dressed emo but the boys all had their hair dyed black and had makeup on and Erica and I had blue in our hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263346731577339170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SQsp90lhbSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vronkYjbLT4/s320/cute+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The group of girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263346678492228546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SQsp6u1C68I/AAAAAAAAAF8/U0os98_cxk4/s320/boys+being+cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The guys posing around Steve's motorcycle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348400554722658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SQsre-AvRWI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yXyc2iTFAoU/s320/meanderica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Erica. I'm not that great of a fan of me in the picture but it's fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263346954413494786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SQsqKytzUgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/s5xDQibBpbA/s320/scooter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abram playing on a scooter afterwards. Can you see his farmers tan??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you all have a Happy Halloween and let you know not to be afraid to dress emo. . . You will just be stared at all night long and put into the corner of the restraunt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-8951839381795057351?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8951839381795057351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=8951839381795057351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8951839381795057351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/8951839381795057351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SQspvM_Pg9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/38XEGw9FgG8/s72-c/all+of+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-2482490308798853939</id><published>2008-10-16T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:27:40.355-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first met'/><title type='text'>TWO MONTHS!!</title><content type='html'>I cant believe that it has been two months since Abram and I got married in the Seattle Temple! Probably doesn't sound very long to most of you but time has flown by. I thought it would be fun since I haven't really written much about us on here to start telling about how we first met and our first date and all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first met working at Teleperformance USA. It was a call center and we worked for Sprint Customer Service. I was a supervisor at the time for the night shift and he was an agent on the phones for the WAY too early in the morning, morning shift. Lets just say I was one of the only single girl supervisors working there at the time and so the management liked to put me up to trying to recruit people to work extra hours on Saturdays. And I was VERY good at it. There were certain agents on the call floor that may or may not have liked me so I took advantage of that fact and half flirted with them in order to get them to work overtime for me. Now I know what you are all thinking! Once it got as far as them asking me out I would back off and walk away. Abram WASN'T one of those guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abram just happened to witness me "recruiting" one day and we had never really talked at all before. They guy was turning bright red because he was pretty shy and all and so Abram just started laughing at me. I had no idea that he had been watching me and was kinda embarrassed. So I went over and tried to recruit him to do some overtime for me on Saturday. I didn't do any flirting or anything like that with him just asked. He told me that him and his friends were going to Tucanos that weekend and if I could somehow beat that then he would stay and work. (For those of you that don't know what Tucanos is, it is a Brazilian restraunt where they just bring around tons of different types of really good meat.) I took that as a challenge and told him that I was a REALLY good cook. He then went on to tell me that if I would bring him food on Saturday then he would stay. I didn't show up at all Saturday....at least until I knew he had gone home for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are 2 months later happily married!!! I love him very much and am so happy how he treats me everyday. He puts up with A LOT from me and my cooking now ;) Love you honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-2482490308798853939?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2482490308798853939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=2482490308798853939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2482490308798853939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/2482490308798853939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-months.html' title='TWO MONTHS!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-691975598765072855</id><published>2008-10-09T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:19:34.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Tagged!!</title><content type='html'>So I was Google-tagged by Celisa about a month ago now and I'm FINALLY doing it! So this is how it works: You Google the answers to the questions and post your favorite picture from the first three pages that come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255234719564291650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5YIk7t3kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3spSt7e_gaQ/s320/melissa405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO47Tkr1uZI/AAAAAAAAADc/dOeMT3sNRTI/s1600-h/melissa405.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had no idea who she was but she is actually a French Reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Middle Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Karinne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255233714637812754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5XOFSktBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GBmiHaDfYuk/s320/Karinne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I didnt expect to find much with my middle name that my parents made up the spelling to. I didnt end up finding much. This is a wedding cake for someone with the name Karinne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Clay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5BCkZu2aI/AAAAAAAAADs/swfvWaaQW-o/s1600-h/clay-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255209327575095714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5BCkZu2aI/AAAAAAAAADs/swfvWaaQW-o/s320/clay-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This guy is General Lucius Dubignon Clay, he was the "Father of the Berlin Airlift" he actually succeeded Eisenhower as Military Governor of Germany. It was pretty interesting to read his history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad Habit:&lt;/strong&gt; Loving Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255231118884665042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5U2_Wy9tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/w2bkyNf9kts/s320/158797682_f1ab89eaed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What your doing right now:&lt;/strong&gt; Sitting at work with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5CqnT8EOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_cA0mEklWxs/s1600-h/work_station_sitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255211115062497506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5CqnT8EOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_cA0mEklWxs/s320/work_station_sitting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is how I SHOULD be sitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandmothers name:&lt;/strong&gt; Harvene and Geri &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5DfV8__sI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0WwGBmEucpU/s1600-h/beach_views_brand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255212020935950018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5DfV8__sI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0WwGBmEucpU/s320/beach_views_brand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5E3LrYR_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6DqrFxjTK2g/s1600-h/GeriBook1PA_468x821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255213530006177778" style="CURSOR: hand" height="296" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5E3LrYR_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6DqrFxjTK2g/s320/GeriBook1PA_468x821.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So Harvene is the picture on the Top. Its actually the name of the person that owns the resort that has this view. The picture on the bottom is for my moms mom Geri. The picture I found is of Geri Halliwell who is a former Spice Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past Pet:&lt;/strong&gt; Socket the Dalmation Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5GalP8wYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sH_XQSjYIUo/s1600-h/dalmatian_lyretail_molly_w270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255215237677498754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5GalP8wYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sH_XQSjYIUo/s320/dalmatian_lyretail_molly_w270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I actually had a bunch of fish from my brothers wedding but I bought a couple of dalmation fish for something different too. This is the only one that I named because we found out that it only had one eye on the other side it was just the eye socket. hence the name socket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Job:&lt;/strong&gt; Cloves Grocery Store &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5HUiMXIMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/a1xwBzavhj8/s1600-h/6a00d83545b6a253ef00e55010c1e08834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255216233289556162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5HUiMXIMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/a1xwBzavhj8/s320/6a00d83545b6a253ef00e55010c1e08834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I started my first job at I dont even know what age. I worked at my parents grocery store until I moved off to college. Honestly I really would like to work at a grocery store again...and I still have the urge to face shelfs and put things back in there place in stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Age:&lt;/strong&gt; 20 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5H8F8UbAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZEE-2YrpmTM/s1600-h/20_bigbird.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255216912900844546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5H8F8UbAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZEE-2YrpmTM/s320/20_bigbird.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was actually the first picture that came up when I searched for it. Its a big bird coloring page for the number 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where I Grew Up:&lt;/strong&gt; Enterprise, UT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5JDKV92OI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8swbvA4_TH4/s1600-h/CitySeal.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255218133852870882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5JDKV92OI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8swbvA4_TH4/s320/CitySeal.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So this was very entertaining for me because I actually found out that the city of Enterprise actually has a website!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past Love:&lt;/strong&gt; Percussion &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5P7gKyR9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/qrqBT3cPauU/s1600-h/phx_percussion_585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255225698853996498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5P7gKyR9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/qrqBT3cPauU/s320/phx_percussion_585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played Percussion in high school and LOVED it. I miss it pretty bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Place:&lt;/strong&gt; Northern California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5Q-C2jZjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7av6nw0Um78/s1600-h/aveofgiants3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255226842035742258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5Q-C2jZjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7av6nw0Um78/s320/aveofgiants3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My grandparents live in Northern California so I've been going there for every Christmas for as long as I can remember. I love it there and would love to move to a place like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I Went Back To School:&lt;/strong&gt; I would go into Photography &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5RwlWka6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_J4hInLnEgk/s1600-h/wedding_photographer_italy_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255227710290291618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5RwlWka6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_J4hInLnEgk/s320/wedding_photographer_italy_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I would love to be a photographer so if I went back to school I would work towards that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Place I would like to visit:&lt;/strong&gt; Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255228395813234210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5SYfH-ZiI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AN0hZmMh1hA/s320/20060709222250_italy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I love places like Italy and England. I really would like to go to Italy someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Favorite Color:&lt;/strong&gt; Blue &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5S3YrbwfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tD3FjHmINvY/s1600-h/blue-angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255228926658855410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5S3YrbwfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tD3FjHmINvY/s320/blue-angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Favorite Food:&lt;/strong&gt; Mexican Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5TNrws_XI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hCDZlQONLMY/s1600-h/mexican_food_neon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255229309738351986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5TNrws_XI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hCDZlQONLMY/s320/mexican_food_neon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Since I dont know many peoples blogs yet Im just going to tag everyone that hasnt done it yet. It really is fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-691975598765072855?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/691975598765072855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=691975598765072855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/691975598765072855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/691975598765072855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/10/google-tagged.html' title='Google Tagged!!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SO5YIk7t3kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3spSt7e_gaQ/s72-c/melissa405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329492144658221874.post-2345450814611507192</id><published>2008-10-02T13:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:34:06.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; 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Im not sure if anyone will ever look at it but oh well. Here are some of our Engagement Pictures from back in June I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbOkJvcGI/AAAAAAAAABw/g26akOpS1ZY/s1600-h/engagement2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244471703109595234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbOkJvcGI/AAAAAAAAABw/g26akOpS1ZY/s200/engagement2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the start of a couple hours of picture taking. Lets just say I learned fast that Abram has a short attention span when it comes to having pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbVT6j_nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/szrc4DXxtT8/s1600-h/engagement3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244471819010047602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbVT6j_nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/szrc4DXxtT8/s200/engagement3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously like 15 mins after starting to take pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbb0KCwmI/AAAAAAAAACA/GT_gAkyULnY/s1600-h/engagement4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244471930744128098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbb0KCwmI/AAAAAAAAACA/GT_gAkyULnY/s200/engagement4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my reaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgblG2NkQI/AAAAAAAAACI/sM2QVtTlXwA/s1600-h/engagement5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472090380046594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgblG2NkQI/AAAAAAAAACI/sM2QVtTlXwA/s200/engagement5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbs_n2RWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UbvosfIs-n4/s1600-h/engagement8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472225879704930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbs_n2RWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UbvosfIs-n4/s200/engagement8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgb2RKw0uI/AAAAAAAAACY/oWCpRAYdRBc/s1600-h/engagement10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472385208373986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgb2RKw0uI/AAAAAAAAACY/oWCpRAYdRBc/s200/engagement10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgb8ktZElI/AAAAAAAAACg/hHSFRXBWMmk/s1600-h/engagement12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472493533106770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgb8ktZElI/AAAAAAAAACg/hHSFRXBWMmk/s200/engagement12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgcH3Sc3BI/AAAAAAAAACw/90UtBPePpiY/s1600-h/engagement16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472687498943506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgcH3Sc3BI/AAAAAAAAACw/90UtBPePpiY/s200/engagement16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgcCq9NWNI/AAAAAAAAACo/84bPbA5AdHg/s1600-h/engagement13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472598289275090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgcCq9NWNI/AAAAAAAAACo/84bPbA5AdHg/s200/engagement13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbBhMj_DI/AAAAAAAAABo/cJ39FQhIQnI/s1600-h/engagement17.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/329492144658221874-1390229949453517726?l=melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1390229949453517726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=329492144658221874&amp;postID=1390229949453517726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1390229949453517726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/329492144658221874/posts/default/1390229949453517726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaandabramclay.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-engagement-pictures.html' title='Our Engagement Pictures!'/><author><name>The Clay's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06373338049419844164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgkonWeF1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_r9z91Et-m0/S220/engagement12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0K2oieEyMw/SMgbOkJvcGI/AAAAAAAAABw/g26akOpS1ZY/s72-c/engagement2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
