<?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-5368384960343380691</id><updated>2011-09-28T14:49:42.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach &amp; Christy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6475101541378567356</id><published>2011-01-23T12:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T12:25:18.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook!</title><content type='html'>I'm really starting to hate facebook and thinking about just being done with it all. It is so impersonal and in the end it makes people get their feelings hurt. You get blamed nowadays for not being on facebook enough, but do people ever realize that you have a job and other things to do before Facebook. Don't get me wrong it can be a good tool for networking, socializing, and having fun. But getting blamed for not being on Facebook all the time when you already stare at a computer for 8+ hours a day, is a little ridiculous! You may have your own views, but I'm allowed ot have mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have usually stuck to just checking my Facebook, after work, sometimes before work, and maybe a couple times on the weekend. People it's really not healthy for you to sit on Facebook! Get out and do something else and plus it's really not good to stare at the computer all day, I have to with my job, but your eyes need a break. I'm not trying to judge anyone, but when did a phone call or a letter become obsolete. It pisses me off how extremely impersonal people have become. (Oh lets go on facebook to see what you are doing, instead of calling someone and making their day just by knowing you care?) What happend to being in the moment on facebook and not in the moment with an actual living, breathing human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what you guys think? Would you rather talk to a person or a screen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6475101541378567356?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6475101541378567356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2011/01/facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6475101541378567356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6475101541378567356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2011/01/facebook.html' title='Facebook!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1631133857884462892</id><published>2010-12-31T17:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:11:09.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Whirlwind Year!</title><content type='html'>Hey my peeps, hope this year has been good to you and you are looking forward to the next year, which is just hours away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our year was great, although there were some downs, there were also a ton of ups, and we got through it all. May 15th I graduated with an Asscoiates of Science Degree for Administrative Assistant from Minnesota West. Now the two years of me being a freaking Zombie were over. And then guess what the hunt for a job was on like donkey kong. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach started trucking over the road this summer, hauling cows out west and down south with my Pops! He enjoys trucking and I knew eventually that someday the diesel fuel would be running through his veins. He is a goofball and really enjoys my dad showing him the ropes of the cattle hauling business, but to me it just sounds like a lot of screwing around. Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 10th Zach truned the BIG 25, and Mom and Dad had a good ol' celebration out at the ranch. Dad turned the BIG 50 and Mom and dad together celebrated their 25th Wedding anniversary. It was fun to get loud and rowdy, and watch my mom and dad celebrate a whole different chapter in their lives. Can't wait to see how fun the next 25 are going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 9th I found my job and I said good bye Pipestone and hello Brookings. I work at Daktronics and absolutely love it, although very stressful it's good working with people that you like and enjoy. It was only temporary when I started but has now turned into permanent. And this girl can't complain because we get BENEFITS. How freaking awesome is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention in the middle of this crazy, awful, beautiful life we decided to move. Yeah stressful and I don't ever want to do it again. We said good bye to Lake Benton and hello to Farm living. We are renting our house out in Lake Benton and thought we would give this a try. I miss my house in town but am trying to adjust to the crazy farm. Zach is already adjusted as you may know. I mean you can't keep that kid off the farm. LOL. Molly on the other hand is a different story. I don't think she is used to all the goings on at the farm yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got the wonderful news of two very important ladies in our lives being pregnant. Mary Beth is expecting and so is Zach's sister Ashley. Hope these ladies pop soon I'm ready to see some babies around here. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is doing great, Bryan and Dad are still trucking, Mom is working in Brookings at the nursing home in the rehab department. Brandon is a big bad Senior, and I got the pleasure of taking his senior pics for him. Ladies the kid is a stud! LOL. Lindsey Lou's graduated with her LPN and is working at the vet's hospital in Sioux Falls. The whole gang is still rowdy as ever and make me laugh and wonder where they come up with some of the stuff they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this ends the breakdown of our year. I hope that everyone of you have a safe and happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! LOVE THE NORGAARD'S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1631133857884462892?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1631133857884462892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-whirlwind-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1631133857884462892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1631133857884462892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-whirlwind-year.html' title='What a Whirlwind Year!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-9052952103285436352</id><published>2010-10-20T18:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:38:10.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Is Enough Truely Enough!</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how some people's bad behavior just gets rewarded over and over. I have tried so many times to understand this concept but just can not figure it out. I really have never understood and to tell you the truth I don't even want to know. These people don't realize the hurt that their words can cause someone, and the bad memories that it leaves. And I can't figure out why somebody says somthing to them. After being humiliated in public and bad mouthed you think somebody would just stand up and say hey I don't appreciate the way you treat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the reason for not sticking up to these two people in particular is because the aftershock of them getting pissed off and throwing a fit, is crazy and its just better off to take the hurt and humiliation then stand up for yourself and tell them fly a freakin kite. Or maybe its because the love that you think you are trying to keep for these people is winning over and that is why you don't say anything. But if you love them should you let them act this way toward you? These two people definately suffer from anger issues, and I know that I have in the past, but I hope that people realize what bullshit these people are when they see them. You can either change your anger problem like I did or choose to let it take over your life like they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would find it impossible to forgive the words of hurt, but I have just for the simple fact that hate is so strong it can take over your life. My life is going great right now and I have come to realize that I don't need bitter, money hungry, unhappy people in my life. Zach and I probably have what maybe 100 dollars to our name right now, but we are happy and wouldn't want it any other way. There are days that I wish I could have money like the two bitter people I am talking about but in the end I realize money doesn't buy happiness and is the root of all evil and cannot buy someone's love. Over the years they have tried to buy my love, but what do I remember most, its not the presents but the compassion that I was never shown by these to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad have warned me about these people when I was little and thought that I would turn to the darkside and always try to be with them, but in the end mom and dad you won, and I don't believe the bullshit that they are trying to feed me. You guys have raised me right and with good values, I'm just sorry that those family members have never treated any of us like family.  I'll admit there are times when I get so made I could spit nails, but would never take my anger out on somebody by humiliating them. So people the jokes on you! I'm done with you and that is what you wanted in the end, so good bye for now and when you start treating me and the family around with love and compassion I'll see you then, but for now I'm truly better off without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave you all with this thought. Life hasn't always been easy for any of us, but do you have a family member or friend that is suffering from anger? What are you going to do, and how are you going to do it? Are you going to say good bye or keep getting humiliated or are you going to stick up for yourself? Please whatever you do don't off them. LOL. Just joking, but if there was a chance that you could help them would you or would getting hurt give you the reason for staying away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-9052952103285436352?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/9052952103285436352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-is-enough-truely-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/9052952103285436352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/9052952103285436352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-is-enough-truely-enough.html' title='When Is Enough Truely Enough!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7619526288137582856</id><published>2010-09-30T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T21:52:41.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddle Up and Hang on!</title><content type='html'>Most of you have probably read my quote on FB if not its a quote that Pam and I stumbled upon at the State Fair this year, its by John Wayne, and its, "Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyways!" There are many things in life that scare both me and everyone out there, but we know that we have to take the path that isn't traveled very often, although it might be scary, we have to do. With the Lord by your side, you will have to someday saddle up and take a journey that will scare you, but always know that he is right beside you every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I have been on a crazy journey for the last three years of marriage, not knowing what life will throw at us, and knowing that it has been scary along the way, I know that we will make it. There have recently been some big decisions in our life, and by making them together and sticking to them it has made the ride a little less scary. Courage to do what you have to do can take you by surprise. I had to have courage to go back to school, to get better when not feeling well, and I'm going to need a whole lot of courage in the next couple of months. Most of you know the big decisions that are being made, but some of you are questioning the big descisions that are being made. Please don't question them, we think we know what we are doing, and hey if we get knocked flat on our butt, well then we learned our lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank everyone that has stood beside us while making these descisions! It takes courage to stand beside the ones you love, and I truly apprceciate it. So remember when you are going through hell there is always someone there for you! I have had to learn that lesson, take it down a notch and not worry so much, because He is always standing beside me and courage is what it takes to make it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7619526288137582856?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7619526288137582856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/09/saddle-up-and-hang-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7619526288137582856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7619526288137582856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/09/saddle-up-and-hang-on.html' title='Saddle Up and Hang on!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4426862944191277079</id><published>2010-08-02T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T16:59:34.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever!</title><content type='html'>Wow I'm really sick of people giving me suggestions about jobs, even to my parents. It's like they think that I'm not trying to find a freakin job. I do work full time but they obviously need more things to do with their pathetic lives, and should probably mind their own business. I know I'm probably being harsh, but it's not like my husband isn't perfectly capable of finding a job with benefits. I think that some people think that I'm out to just slack off and live ofF my husband, but guess what I worked full time while going to school full time, and it gets a little old when you people look down your nose at me. You know who you are, I really don't have to name names. O.k. you want me to be rude, I will be, I have a college education it might not be a 4 year one, but what the hell do you have? Oh and another thing I contribute to what Zach and I have! He is basically a spoiled brat and I'm left to pick up his mess, house, pay bills and every other damn thing that a wife does. So tell me when is there time to find a job, when doing all of that? Get over yourself and find somebody else to bug, because lets just say I will have nothing to do with you if you think you need to be up in my business, when you don't need to be. Zach and I are a family nobody else matters in this family and the decisions that are made but Zach and I!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4426862944191277079?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4426862944191277079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4426862944191277079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4426862944191277079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatever.html' title='Whatever!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4737644557294827078</id><published>2010-07-19T17:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:30:01.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody really understands how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; bad behavior affects us all in the end. After certain issues that have happened over the past weekend, it's safe to say that you can't trust everyone. I know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; beliefs are different, but how white trash does one individual look for trashing another person's beliefs. I don't care if you have different beliefs than that person, but agree to disagree, don't stomp the heck out of that person or rake them over the coals for what they believe in. I have had some sleepless nights thinking about this issue, like what to say or do, but I have to decided to blog about it and get it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in keeping it honest, something my parents have taught me and I thankful for that value. My sister and brother-in-law also believe in keeping it honest. The people that have stomped on their values over the weekend have lied to me on numerous occasions and believe in being rude if they just don't get their way right away. My sister and brother-in-law have never lied to me or been rude. So what two are the bigger people in this dispute. Ashley and Jason would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; if they did something wrong, and the other two well lets just say have never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apologized&lt;/span&gt; for anything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMW&lt;/span&gt; Ashley and Jason, have gone up to bat for me several times when I have needed them but depending on the other two is virtually impossible. So who is winning this argument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably think that I shouldn't let it get to me but darn it, I'm sick of trying to be good to people and then they show their true colors and walk all over you. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Jason this blog is for you too, you have never been disrespectful, rude, mean or lied to me. You have always shown me love, caring, friendship, and what family truly means. I'm sorry and ashamed at the way you have teen treated, and I hope you know that you two mean the world to me. It's great having another brother, although having two already is stressful, I could always use another one! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Ashley, you are the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;seester&lt;/span&gt; ever! You have believed in me when I refused to believe in myself. I love you for all that you are and all that you have done for me. Ada and Ethan will one day look back and say my mom and dad were truly wonderful people and I'm glad they were are parents. I love you all and thank you for loving me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4737644557294827078?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4737644557294827078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/07/nobody-really-understands-how-some-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4737644557294827078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4737644557294827078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/07/nobody-really-understands-how-some-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6589263335766156119</id><published>2010-07-15T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:15:43.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I'm Back again Today!</title><content type='html'>I'm actually getting alot acomplished today. I know I'm surprised. I decorated, and rearranged my living room. Oh and next time we will probably have to have two people for that project! LOL. I also finally hung up some pictures that I bought at Hobby Lobby on our trip west river. They look pretty darn cute. (I'm surprised because I don't have a decorating bone in my body, the neighbor actually had to help me.) I swear cleaning house is never ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog today is about my neighbor Crystal, we have been spending alot of time together and its nice to have someone to talk to. I know that I have my west river seester to talk to all the time and I consider her one of my best friends, but having someone like Crystal close to talk to is great. I needed a friend, and I can find a friend in all the gals in my life that I love, trust and truly tresure. I love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6589263335766156119?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6589263335766156119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-im-back-again-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6589263335766156119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6589263335766156119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-im-back-again-today.html' title='Well I&apos;m Back again Today!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6620529718352627323</id><published>2010-07-14T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:57:08.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind Summer!</title><content type='html'>Well as you all know I'm graduated from school and looking for a job, have yet to find one! Pam and I started of the summer with a trip to Spearfish to see the family! Had a great time with the Hartung's and did many fun and exciting things. We rode the 1880 train from Hill City to Keystone, and then toured Bridal Veil Falls and Roughlock Falls, what a fun time, but the most fun of all was spending time with Jason, Ashley, Ada, Ethan and the Twins. Hard to say good bye at the end of the trip, but we made a safe trip home, and then the party planning Started. On July 10 we had a party for Mom and Dad's 25th wedding anniversary, and for Dad's 50th Birthday. We had quite the celebration and it was fun spending time with all of our family. I tell you what them Faaborg's know how to throw a bash. It was a great night Ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are looking forward to Ashley, Jason, and the kiddos coming home this weekend, and out 3rd anniversary. All in all it has been a whirlwind summer, and it is going by way to fast. Have not had time to blog or anything. Hope I can try and be on here more. Hope you enjoy the new look and everyong have a safe and happy summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6620529718352627323?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6620529718352627323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/07/whirlwind-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6620529718352627323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6620529718352627323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/07/whirlwind-summer.html' title='Whirlwind Summer!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5179441227100662352</id><published>2010-04-19T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:36:20.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa Bear</title><content type='html'>Just an update on Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad got his stiches out on Friday, but will still have to wear a bandage for awhile, many of you are probably wondering what the heck happend. Dad was in Parson's Kansas the Tuesday before Easter loading cows and smashed his index finger on his right hand. Dad was taken to the hospital there and had emergency surgery. Luckily Bryan was only about 40 minutes from dad so he had family there right away. Dad is doing a lot better but his finger not so much. He is worried about it, and is doing physical therapy. Hopefully that finger makes a speedy recovery, and heals fast, but my guess is its still has a lot of healing to go. He is in good spirits about it and it could have been a lot worse. I love you dad and thank you for always being there for me, just next time could you maybe get hurt closer to home, so we can be there right away! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5179441227100662352?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5179441227100662352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/04/papa-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5179441227100662352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5179441227100662352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/04/papa-bear.html' title='Papa Bear'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-327211289727099233</id><published>2010-04-19T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:29:20.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Family!</title><content type='html'>Tonights blog is about our little family. You may not think its a family but that is what we have going on here. One Husband, One Wife, and One Little Puppers = One Family. Tonight Zach and I had a great evening. We grilled out and had a picnic in the back yard, and caught up on life. Sometimes you just have to do that. I was gone all weekend, and it was nice to get away for a weekend, but it was oh so good to be back home. This last weekend I missed Zach something fierce, but I think that in order to make a relationship work you have to be apart for a bit. Not going to lie, there are times I call my sister up crying and fussing that life just isn't going to work with Zach and I anymore, but no matter how mad I can get at him sometimes, I look at how he is always there for me. Zach has provided for our little family and together we have made an awesome team, and everyday I fall in love with him even more. I think from now on when I get so mad, I just have to step back from the situation and think to myself, how much I love him and why I married him. I would also like to thank my seester for being there when I need her. I know we don't talk to each other every day, but we have built a great relationship and she is someone I can truly trust and call my SEESTER!. I love you Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lay my head down at night and say my prayers, I thank God for each and every blessing in my life. I have great Family and Friends, and a Husband that will stand beside me, and love me for who I am. I know I still have a lot of growing up to do, but I think, hope, and pray that I'm doing it the right way. Now when we get mad at each other we know to talk it out, and discuss the problem. I'm not going to lie, I'm definately the fighter of the relationship and Zach is the lover. LOL. Thank you Lord for blessing me and surprising me everyday with your blessings and love. Family and Friends out there I love you more than words describe, and am truly thankful to have you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-327211289727099233?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/327211289727099233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-little-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/327211289727099233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/327211289727099233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-little-family.html' title='Our Little Family!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3017843186843208998</id><published>2010-04-14T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:12:25.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its All Coming to a Close!</title><content type='html'>Many of you may not know that I'm going to be graduating soon. It has been a heck of a ride this last couple of years, and I'm going to be glad to be done. Mom and Dad have finally convinced me to have a party, so it will be May 15th. I'll post more details as it gets closer. All in all, I'm glad to be graduationg, but still on the fence about it. All I've know for 2 years straight is basically 2 full time jobs, with little sleep, and lots of stress. I think that I've handled it well. I'm just worried about the money that I've put into this and if its going to all pan out in the end. Will I be able to find a job? Will I make enough money to support myself and my children someday. Sorry didn't include Zach in that but he is a big boy and can take care of himself. I have come to the realization that this here what I'm doing right now and trying to accomplish is my thing, and nobody and no issue will get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have pre wedding jitters, but me on the other hand am having pre graduation jitters. Oh yeah and to the person that said your college graduation isn't as big a deal as your high school graduation, shame on you. You are probably just pissed that I'm trying to better myself and for that I'm going to laugh in your stupid face. Sorry nothing like telling the truth and putting it all out there, but if you know me I don't beat around the bush. I have been through a hell of a lot with my blood disorder, and the doctors said when I was little I probably wouldn't make it to graduation, but I made it to college graduation and for that I'm proud of myself and am going to toot my own horn, and stick up for myself because if I don't do it nobody else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing, to the rude person that left the rude comment on my seester's wall, you should be ashamed of yourself. Jason and Ashley have the most well behaved kids, and they are trying there best to raise them properly. If your method of parenting works so well, then why did I see your kids chasing you down in Wal-Mart screaming and crying. Shame on you. You should really keep your damn thoughts to yourself, and second of all with your rude ass comments, I really think you didn't hear enough NO growing up! Sorry Seester's stick up for each other, and you crossed the wrong seester, next time you will think twice before acting so STUPID!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3017843186843208998?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3017843186843208998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-all-coming-to-close.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3017843186843208998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3017843186843208998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-all-coming-to-close.html' title='Its All Coming to a Close!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2509738244203467242</id><published>2010-03-26T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:05:19.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>O.K. so after reading my blog, you probably think all I do is whine, but I'm venting not whining. LOL! I had a hard week and an emotional one at that. Not sure where everything in life is going but I'm trying to see and know that the end is in sight, with school that is. I'm really not sure where to even start looking for a job, but know I will eventually find one. Right now I'm happy with the job I got, but that isn't going to pay the bills forever. I have the skills to do the job the problem out there is just trying to find the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is actually going great, not so happy about student senate, but hey I probably took on too much and its just not working the way I want it to. I'm thankful that there is only a few weeks of school left and then I'm done with student senate FOREVER! Hey it will look good on a resume someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I are doing great, our relationship has been so strong the last couple of months! I think with us not seeing each other as much, because he is gone in the truck all the time has made us closer, because when the weekend comes we are so thankful to be together. With all of my whining about school and paying bills, Zach is always there for me and knows what to do to get me to settle the heck down. I love you Zach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my busy, crazy, beautiful life, I shouldn't be such a wimp and just keep doing what I'm doing, but some days I question what the hell I'm doing this for and why can't it just come more easily. Don't get me wrong, I believe that you have to work and pay your own way, and there are definately no free rides, but sometimes I wish there were, you can't tell me that none of you have ever felt that way. I'm just glad that I have a damn good support system at home and they are helping me to keep on keeping on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have definately questioned a lot that I have been doing to make life better and it helps to see school coming to an end and knowing that "Hey I actually just did that and I did it well." I can finally say to the people who put me down and have been rude to me (you know who you are), "IN YOUR FACE" You said I couldn't do it but I did, neener neener neener. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any of you reading this you probably are thinking she doesn't make since, well thats what you get for me being pissy at work and its late at night. HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2509738244203467242?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2509738244203467242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2509738244203467242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2509738244203467242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6946488162631969819</id><published>2010-02-23T09:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:38:57.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb. 17th 2003</title><content type='html'>Some of you may think that this is just another day, but this is the day that Zachary asked me out. I didn't get a post up here to celebrate the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but am fashionably late with this post. I can't believe that Zach and I have been together for 7 years. When I asked Zach on the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; what was so special about the day, he said that it was Dan's Birthday, not remembering that he asked me out on this day, or he was probably just joking with me. He is a goof ball that way sometimes. When I look back on all that we have been through together and all that we have yet to go through it makes me glad that I have Zach by my side and that we are partners in this together. Zach hasn't always seen me at my best, but yet always brings a smile to my face when I think about his silly sayings or the ways that he is sweet to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to post today, because Zach is on gone on a trip to New Orleans with the boys, and I'm missing him a lot. As much as I love my husband I don't always like it when he is gone. You think I would get used to this being a truck driver's daughter, but I just can't. Now I know what mom has gone through for almost 25 years with dad being gone in the truck and missing him. It's hard to have him gone but I know that we are always thinking about each other, and just because he is gone for a little while doesn't mean he will never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are probably thinking make a point already! Well here it goes! I love Zach more that anything, and it is scary to realize how much you love a person! When I think about Zach it brings a smile to my face and a tear to my eye, because no matter what he is going to be by my side through thick and thin, and all other things that make a marriage. Zach and I are pretty much new to the being married part of life, and both of us didn't realize how much work and effort goes into being married. It is hard at times, but the benefits of having a partner and somebody to rely on in life are awesome. Zach can make me laugh when I feel like crying, and make me love when I feel like hating. I'm the fighter of the relationship and he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the lover. With those different personalities it is hard at times but we are making it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;seester's&lt;/span&gt; (Ashley) blog the other day about the google definitions of marriage, I was blown away. Why are we going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; to figure out how to run a marriage, when we could be going to the bible? It opened my eyes to the way of looking at marriage and ours in particular. I just know that I need to love my Husband and my Lord and keep doing what I'm doing and have a successful marriage, by not looking at google for help. I love you Zachary, you are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;. I know this blog is probably really cheesy, and unorganized but hey I love my husband, what more do I need to say! ~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6946488162631969819?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6946488162631969819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/feb-17th-2003.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6946488162631969819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6946488162631969819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/feb-17th-2003.html' title='Feb. 17th 2003'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6547065822367358185</id><published>2010-02-12T12:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:08:30.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you ever come to  a point in your life when you realize that you really don't matter to a family member? Well for me that night was Wednesday night, and what a joy that was. NOT. I've realized that not only am I a door mat for somebody, I've been doing it for awhile, and not knowing it. I have gone up to bat for this person so many times when something has gone wrong, and stuck by him, and still that didn't mean anything. I'm trying to be a good person, but I do have my moments. Hey don't we all. I just don't really think its appropriate to sit in a bar every night of the week and drink myself stupid. And for that I get made fun of and called horrible names such as f*&amp;amp;king &lt;a href="mailto:b!@ch"&gt;b!@ch&lt;/a&gt; or c%&amp;amp;t. I'm so glad that this level of respect has been shown to me, after all that we have been through together, and all that I've done for you. I'm sorry but I'm better off without you in my life, and think that I'm actually going somewhere with my life. Don't worry I'll be fine, but what goes around comes around, and if you don't grow up soon, then don't bother talking to me again. You hurt me and I'm done with the BS. If you feel the need to apoligize for your arrogant, two-faced, actions then call me, but until then thanking you for ruining my relationship with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6547065822367358185?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6547065822367358185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-ever-come-to-point-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6547065822367358185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6547065822367358185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-ever-come-to-point-in-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-94911683280415167</id><published>2010-02-10T07:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:05:00.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant For the Day!</title><content type='html'>OK. Here goes, my husband and I have different political views, if some of you don't know. But that is OK we have learned to find a happy ground, he actually is a Rupublican that lets me speak my peace before he tells me his views. I'm really happy that I can have my own political views with my husband, although not happy about it sometimes, he still understands. Well on Facebook, e-mail and other sites on changing my political views, and it gets very old. You are not going to change what I believe it. Isn't that why we live in America, so we can have our own views and thoughts, and be independent in our beliefs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think no matter if you are Republican, Democratic, Indpendent or something other than that, THE FLAG STILL STANDS FOR FREEDOM FOR EACH AND EVERY PERSON IN AMERICA AND THAT HOLDS TRUE TO ME ALSO. It is beutiful to see Old Glory flying on the cemetary hill outside of Lake Benton. It still tugs at my heart to know that not only my Grandpa, other family members, and Zach's best friend have fought for our freedom. They are the true Heros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you call me unpatriotic for my beliefs, think about the words that are coming out of your mind or thoughts that are going through your head. Quit being judgemental. God understands you and your beliefs, so don't you think somebody else might want to believe in something too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="top" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/524425/posts" target="_self"&gt;"America - Why I Love Her" - John Wayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freerepublic.com/%5Ehttp://members.aol.com/cyberdenis/duke/jwa-01.htm" target="_blank"&gt;John Wayne's "America, Why I Love Her" ^&lt;/a&gt;  July, 1964  John Mitchum&lt;br /&gt;May John Wayne's dedication to America and all that she stands for be an example to us, and let this give us just a few reasons and reminders as to why we have the will to fight and die for the U.S.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I Love Her&lt;br /&gt;You ask me Why I Lover Her?&lt;br /&gt;Well, give me time and I'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;Have you see a Kansas sunset or an Arizona rain?&lt;br /&gt;Have you drifted on a bayou down Louisiana way?&lt;br /&gt;Have you watched a cold fog drifting over San Francisco Bay?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard a bobwhite calling in the Carolina pines,&lt;br /&gt;Or heard the bellow of a diesel at the Appalachia mines?&lt;br /&gt;Does the call of Niagara thrill you when you hear her waters roar?&lt;br /&gt;Do you look with awe and wonder at her Massachusetts shore,&lt;br /&gt;Where men who braved a hard new world first stepped on Plymounth's rock?&lt;br /&gt;And do you think of them when you stroll along a new York City dock?&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen a snowflake drifting in the Rockies, way up high?&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the sun come blazing down from a bright Nevada sky?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hail to the Columbia as she rushes to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Or bow your head at Gettysburg at our struggle to be free?&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the mighty Tetons?&lt;br /&gt;Have you watched an eagle soar?&lt;br /&gt;Have you see the Mississippi roll along Missouri's shore?&lt;br /&gt;Have you felt a chill at Michigan when on a winter's day&lt;br /&gt;Her waters rage along the shore in thunderous display?&lt;br /&gt;Does the word "Aloha" make you warm?&lt;br /&gt;Do you stare in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;When you see the surf come roaring in at Waimea Reef?&lt;br /&gt;From Alaska's cold to the Everglades, from the Rio Grande to Maine,&lt;br /&gt;My heart cries out, my pulse runs fast at the might of her domain.&lt;br /&gt;You ask me Why I Love Her?&lt;br /&gt;I've a million reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;My Beautiful America, beneath God's wide, wide sky.&lt;br /&gt;John Wayne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-94911683280415167?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/94911683280415167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/rant-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/94911683280415167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/94911683280415167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/rant-for-day.html' title='Rant For the Day!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-8156856071171485138</id><published>2010-02-09T12:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:30:40.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well its been since early January since I posted on here, and the reason being, that I started my last and final semester of school and it has been pretty busy. School has pretty much been a whirl-wind of due dates, tests, and homework but I'm almost done, and keeping my nose to the grind stone is what I have to do. Hoping to be done with school the beginning of June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach is doing great, and just recently purchase a new truck. Its very shiny, and has lots of chrome, and a little out of our price range, but that's what happens when the wife don't go pick-up shopping. I wish the lower price one would have caught his eye, but red and chrome gets them every time. Other than that, Zach is busy with work and will be traveling to New Orleans soon, with Rusty, Rick and Tyrel for the roofer's convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the family is doing great, mom and dad are working their tushies off and mom is currently training to become certified in CPR and First Aid so she can teach other people and certify them as well. Go Mom. Dad is still driving truck and busy with that, and Bryan just bought a new Semi, and will start pulling hopper with a company. Its a big, blue, shiny, Peterbuilt that caught my brothers eye! Hey I'm starting to see a pattern here, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Brandon, is turning 18 on Monday the 15th, Oh my word I'm getting old. Soon Brandon will be going to his last day of school this fall, and graduating next spring. I'm proud of you Brandonator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week eveyone and a Happy Valentine's day, Oh and I will try and post a little more often to keep you updated on the crazy family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8156856071171485138?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8156856071171485138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-its-been-since-early-january-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8156856071171485138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8156856071171485138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-its-been-since-early-january-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1403046245358835963</id><published>2010-01-09T13:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:44:27.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update</title><content type='html'>Bryan is doing good and will not need to have surgery on his knee. Looks like all of your prayers and words of compassion helped him pull through this. Thanks so much to everyone who helped us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1403046245358835963?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1403046245358835963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1403046245358835963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1403046245358835963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-update.html' title='Just an update'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4862995168479651044</id><published>2010-01-06T17:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:32:07.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vent for the Day</title><content type='html'>Seriously if I get one more DUMBASS person asking why Zach and I have not hopped on the Mommy and Daddy Train yet, I'm going to scream. People act like I'm a selfish and unfit person  because I want to wait. HELLO THIS JUST IN! I'm in school full time and working full time and seriously I'm supposed to fit time for a Little Norgaard in there at the current moment. When the time is right it will happen, and you should probably give me props for thinking ahead and going to school, so Zach and I can someday provide for the little one. We need to look at the bigger picture here, just because you are a baby making machine, doesn't mean I have to be. I know I know you are probably just being thoughtful, but mind your own damn business. So next time you ask, I will either launch into a streak of explentives towards you or go into detail about our 5 year plan, and believe me you probably don't want to sit their and listen to every little detail. Just make sure you catch me on the good day so you get the 5 year plan and not the streak of explentives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I are starting on the basement bathroom today, so then we can get that one finished and start on the upstairs one. Wish us luck, and I'll be sure and have before and after pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan had the doplar and MRI on Tuesday, but have not heard anything yet, will keep you updated, Please keep praying that everything turns out OK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4862995168479651044?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4862995168479651044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/01/vent-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4862995168479651044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4862995168479651044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/01/vent-for-day.html' title='Vent for the Day'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1198809489600303510</id><published>2010-01-04T22:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:59:30.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I hope that everyone survived the holidays! Zach and I had a wonderful Christmas, and made out like bandits on the presents situation. I know I know thats not what Christmas is about but you never get too old for presents. On Wednesday December 23rd, seeing that the Big Bad Snow Storm was on the way, Zach and I loaded up the Durango and got snowed in at Zach's parents until Christmas morning. It was fun spending time with Dave, Pam, Ashley, Jason, Ada, and Ethan. We played games and ate way to much food but had a great time. With the snow storm still rolling along, Zach and I drove to my parent's on not good roads to spend Christmas day with them. We ate, opened presents, and did some snowmobiling. I don't suggest snowmobiling in a blizzard, NOT FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas night Zach and I finally made it home and looked back on the fact that we were engaged 4 years ago Christmas night. Time sure flys when you are having fun. Who knew that in that short amount of time, we would encounter home ownership, marriage, and mommy and daddy to a spoiled rotten dog. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, on Monday, December 28th, we left on our snowmobile trip to the Black Hills. Keven, Becky, Bryan, Lindsey, Brandon, Zach, and I drove through the night Monday night and arrived in Spearfish early Tuesday morning. Everybody was dead on their feet tired, but we snowmobiled all day Tuesday. There was awesome snowmobiling out there and with all the snow that they got some great powder snow, to have fun in and screw around with the Cats. Tuesday night we headed to the hotel room, sat in the hot tub and made an early night of it. What an exhausting but fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we drove to Deadwood, got our motel room at the Comfort in and hit the trails. Our plan was to sled to the Buckhorn Bar, in Buckhorn, Wyoming. Everything was going good until Bryan went of trail and went end over end with his sled. He took a nasty tumble, at about 3pm, and thankfully we were only 1 1/2 miles for Trailshead. Bryan road his snowmobile to Trailshead and then we called 911 from there. Pretty scary time until the ambulance finally arrived. They ambulaced him to Deadwood and then to Rapid City. Brandon and Zach rode the sleds back to get the pickup and we loaded up the snowmobiles and headed back to Deadwood. Jason and Ashley and the kids were waiting for us at our hotel and they to mom and I to Rapid City to see Bryan. It turns out that Bryan did some serious damage to his knee but no other broken bones. They let us take him back to the hotel and loaded him up with pain killers and anti-inflamatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate supper with Jason, Ash and the Kiddos, really late but headed back to our hotel room, and then left the next morning. Jason and Ashley are truely angels and helped us out so well with everything. They were there for us during a really scary situation, and helped out by driving us the Rapid City and giving us a shoulder to cry on, and comforted us when we didn't know what was going on. Words cannot express the gratitude that our family had towards Ashley and Jason. Thank you so much guys, we love you tons and tons and bunches and bunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally home safe and sound. Bryan had a pretty uncomfortable ride home, but we made it and got home late Thursday night. Bryan had a doctors appointment today, and he will have an MRI and Doplar in the morning. The MRI is for his knee and to make sure nothing else is injured. The Doplar is to make sure that there is no blood clots, because he has little red spots on his knee area and they are just doing this to take precautions. Please pray for Bryan that he has a speedy and safe recovery. He will probably have to have surgery on the knee eventually, but I will keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our family ever taking another snowmobile trip, well we are already planning next years. I can't say that I'm really excited to hop on a snowmobile after witnessing what happened to my little brother. I have a whole new respect for those machines now, they are fun, but can be unpredictable. I didn't know that you could get bucked off a snowmobile just like you get bucked off a horse. I think I should just stick to horses. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was are holiday season in a nut shell. well actually 3 pages, hey what can I say when I start writing I can stop. I hope that each and every one of you have a very blessed 2010, and may you look back at 2009 as a wonderful memory, and look forward to 2010 as an awesome adventure. God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1198809489600303510?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1198809489600303510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-hope-that-everyone-survived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1198809489600303510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1198809489600303510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-hope-that-everyone-survived.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5791253466496529774</id><published>2009-12-17T18:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:14:39.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Sorry its been forever since I have blogged, but the fall semester kicked my butt for time! I have been so busy trying to juggle work and school, that somedays I don't know my head from a hole in the ground. So I changed the look of the blog around a little for your viewing pleasure. Hot pink and black are two of my favorite colors. Zach has been working his buns off also, and with harvest running so late this fall we never see each other. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with family this year. We spent Thanksgiving day with Zach's family and then Thanksgiving night we were both sick of never seeing each other, so we went for a romantic night down in Sioux Falls, just to get away from everything. The day after Thanksgiving I went shopping on Black Friday, yes call me crazy but it was kind of fun. I was finally done with the fall semester yesterday, now just to pass everything thats the thing. Fall wasn't any fun, and I don't think this spring will be either. I'm taking another 16 credits, and have 2 accounting class, Western Civilization, Speech (yuck), and Advance Office Applications. I'm so going to be ready to Graduate in May. I don't know how soon I will be able to blog again. But here is wishing you and yours a very Blessed Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5791253466496529774?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5791253466496529774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5791253466496529774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5791253466496529774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7882793793688924447</id><published>2009-10-27T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:27:04.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking Smack</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I had a horrible day today, and I don't know why. Do you ever just have one of those days that is off and you can't put your finger on it, but you know something is wrong? Well I went to class this morning, came home and paid some bills then headed to Brookings because my contacts were in. I don't know what it was but I was exhausted by the time I got home. I laid down until about 3pm, then my friend that I work with said that the head honcho called her out on the carpet for talking smack. Well this is the gospel truth, Ashley dosen't talk smack and the only reason that this even came up was because somebody that we work with has come to the conclusion that everyone is talking about her. Seriously I know I'm smart right? Well anyways this chicky is out for vengence and is going to take down anybody in her path. I just sit back and laugh because people shouldn't be talking about other people, but it happens all the time. In a perfect world this wouldn't be happening but GUESS WHAT, nothings perfect. However, I think that if you are going to dish out the smack talk, you should be prepared for what is going to be thrown back in your face. And to the person (you know who you are)! Grow the heck up and either quit talking smack or get a thicker skin, and face up to what you are doing. So that was my day in a nut shell, but the weird part is that I was dreaming this while I was sleeping before it even happened. I know weird right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7882793793688924447?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7882793793688924447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-smack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7882793793688924447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7882793793688924447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-smack.html' title='Talking Smack'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2191190382148884429</id><published>2009-09-29T17:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:35:59.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well isn't that Neat!</title><content type='html'>Dad called me today and said that he was on his way home from Oklahoma! And the neatest thing happened to him. He got to load cows at the Ranch of Reba McEntire's parents. He said the ranch was huge and they had a lot of ranch hands. Reba's parents were very welcoming and respectable. Dad said it was the coolest thing ever, he also said the Reba looks just like her mother. I asked dad if I could meet Reba and he said maybe he could hook me up. Everybody knows that Reba is my favorite country singer in the world. I just thought that was so cool and had to blog about my dad's experience. He also gets to load down there next Tuesday, and I would love to go down there with him. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2191190382148884429?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2191190382148884429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-isnt-that-neat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2191190382148884429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2191190382148884429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-isnt-that-neat.html' title='Well isn&apos;t that Neat!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3028430017715148405</id><published>2009-09-29T16:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:31:42.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance Festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI1q9nysI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ICSQogRimNA/s1600-h/100_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387018559935728322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI1q9nysI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ICSQogRimNA/s320/100_0678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI1YjwsqI/AAAAAAAAA0c/h34SvkocGJY/s1600-h/100_0677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387018554995421858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI1YjwsqI/AAAAAAAAA0c/h34SvkocGJY/s320/100_0677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI0zoYCKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Q77ZMslz2AY/s1600-h/100_0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387018545082665122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI0zoYCKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Q77ZMslz2AY/s320/100_0676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI0T47X8I/AAAAAAAAA0M/v9Jp5eaWVnI/s1600-h/100_0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387018536562155458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI0T47X8I/AAAAAAAAA0M/v9Jp5eaWVnI/s320/100_0675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI0FJZ3nI/AAAAAAAAA0E/eOZXquTWSm0/s1600-h/100_0674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387018532604730994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI0FJZ3nI/AAAAAAAAA0E/eOZXquTWSm0/s320/100_0674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mud Show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE_H2wCkI/AAAAAAAAAz8/coPGJKbfDRU/s1600-h/100_0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387014324263848514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE_H2wCkI/AAAAAAAAAz8/coPGJKbfDRU/s320/100_0673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me eating the big Turkey leg. Mmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE-pj2P_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/tp4N_k25hJ8/s1600-h/100_0672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387014316131500018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE-pj2P_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/tp4N_k25hJ8/s320/100_0672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey and I standing by the lady on stilts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE-P3BZMI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lshfAKbFUjo/s1600-h/100_0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387014309232600258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE-P3BZMI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lshfAKbFUjo/s320/100_0671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE9pwrq-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Fl11ybUJwYY/s1600-h/100_0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387014299005463522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE9pwrq-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Fl11ybUJwYY/s320/100_0670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pickle boy, showing of his pickle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE9VYqpSI/AAAAAAAAAzc/5bqQT4aL0R4/s1600-h/100_0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387014293536023842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKE9VYqpSI/AAAAAAAAAzc/5bqQT4aL0R4/s320/100_0669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful fairy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCz8u_HxI/AAAAAAAAAzU/u8UEukhMlCU/s1600-h/100_0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387011933276675858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCz8u_HxI/AAAAAAAAAzU/u8UEukhMlCU/s320/100_0668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCzSXgy1I/AAAAAAAAAzM/gm9pjUExzQ0/s1600-h/100_0667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387011921903930194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCzSXgy1I/AAAAAAAAAzM/gm9pjUExzQ0/s320/100_0667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCy5Az3fI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rO3-uqoHl9o/s1600-h/100_0666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387011915097824754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCy5Az3fI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rO3-uqoHl9o/s320/100_0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird at the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCyR94IjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_-8bQeV0Hng/s1600-h/100_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387011904616538674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCyR94IjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_-8bQeV0Hng/s320/100_0665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCyBZ0KlI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ZiKt0zAmiOE/s1600-h/100_0664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387011900170316370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKCyBZ0KlI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ZiKt0zAmiOE/s320/100_0664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-6dnhQ4I/AAAAAAAAAys/fGIGYqGByBM/s1600-h/100_0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387007647136433026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-6dnhQ4I/AAAAAAAAAys/fGIGYqGByBM/s320/100_0663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-6Msu2sI/AAAAAAAAAyk/WTpP-5kdae0/s1600-h/100_0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387007642594892482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-6Msu2sI/AAAAAAAAAyk/WTpP-5kdae0/s320/100_0662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-5nb7nrI/AAAAAAAAAyc/5X82sYpm2LE/s1600-h/100_0661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387007632592314034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-5nb7nrI/AAAAAAAAAyc/5X82sYpm2LE/s320/100_0661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-5Llt0VI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ARhH7GbgF3g/s1600-h/100_0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387007625117159762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-5Llt0VI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ARhH7GbgF3g/s320/100_0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-4q7abII/AAAAAAAAAyM/wwsYLCkJodY/s1600-h/100_0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387007616349793410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsJ-4q7abII/AAAAAAAAAyM/wwsYLCkJodY/s320/100_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey and the Shark at the Mall of America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/5368384960343380691-3028430017715148405?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3028430017715148405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/renaissance-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3028430017715148405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3028430017715148405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/renaissance-festival.html' title='Renaissance Festival!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsKI1q9nysI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ICSQogRimNA/s72-c/100_0678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4900269665109363123</id><published>2009-09-28T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:14:30.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shantel's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtBQ5SkVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/kNQmmDDYo5U/s1600-h/100_0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386706497794380114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtBQ5SkVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/kNQmmDDYo5U/s320/100_0657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karissa, Shantel, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtAyM01AI/AAAAAAAAAx8/41ANqByKgyY/s1600-h/100_0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386706489554818050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtAyM01AI/AAAAAAAAAx8/41ANqByKgyY/s320/100_0655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shantel opening Phurie's presnets for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtAvRCSwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/mj9m26x0AxY/s1600-h/100_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386706488767171330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtAvRCSwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/mj9m26x0AxY/s320/100_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys trying to put diapers on the bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtACFhYzI/AAAAAAAAAxs/6YVt3j02tfk/s1600-h/100_0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386706476639281970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtACFhYzI/AAAAAAAAAxs/6YVt3j02tfk/s320/100_0651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very beautiful and pregnant Shantel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4900269665109363123?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4900269665109363123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/shantels-baby-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4900269665109363123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4900269665109363123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/shantels-baby-shower.html' title='Shantel&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFtBQ5SkVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/kNQmmDDYo5U/s72-c/100_0657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5087344747363534780</id><published>2009-09-28T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:00:53.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandon climbing the rock wall at the South Dakota State Fari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqD8cto0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/rrXA5DmkCKk/s1600-h/100_0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386703245310534466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqD8cto0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/rrXA5DmkCKk/s320/100_0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqDoDkPQI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1Z5SlrHGCtE/s1600-h/100_0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386703239836351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqDoDkPQI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1Z5SlrHGCtE/s320/100_0646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqDJpSV5I/AAAAAAAAAxU/Mp0ibIm1Zvk/s1600-h/100_0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386703231673063314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqDJpSV5I/AAAAAAAAAxU/Mp0ibIm1Zvk/s320/100_0648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqC2NBHcI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KNGpmGK_pKM/s1600-h/100_0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386703226454220226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqC2NBHcI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KNGpmGK_pKM/s320/100_0650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5087344747363534780?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5087344747363534780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/brandon-climbing-rock-wall-at-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5087344747363534780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5087344747363534780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/brandon-climbing-rock-wall-at-south.html' title='Brandon climbing the rock wall at the South Dakota State Fari'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFqD8cto0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/rrXA5DmkCKk/s72-c/100_0644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1226521368936966933</id><published>2009-09-28T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:46:11.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with the Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmHDFAI2I/AAAAAAAAAxE/zQGIxc17WgY/s1600-h/100_0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386698900583228258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmHDFAI2I/AAAAAAAAAxE/zQGIxc17WgY/s320/100_0636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mom and I taking a picture, and hanging out with the family and having a couple drinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmG2hbVzI/AAAAAAAAAw8/M-ygdJ4wehI/s1600-h/100_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386698897212790578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmG2hbVzI/AAAAAAAAAw8/M-ygdJ4wehI/s320/100_0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yep he has had one to many! I can never get him to smile for the camera, he just gets a shocked look on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmGSG1giI/AAAAAAAAAw0/MsTmUNeBa4U/s1600-h/100_0632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386698887437582882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmGSG1giI/AAAAAAAAAw0/MsTmUNeBa4U/s320/100_0632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiNdSeY, bRaNdOn, BrYaN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1226521368936966933?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1226521368936966933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1226521368936966933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1226521368936966933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-with-family.html' title='Time with the Family'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFmHDFAI2I/AAAAAAAAAxE/zQGIxc17WgY/s72-c/100_0636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-8916344475124217588</id><published>2009-09-28T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:29:25.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Spearfish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh8WKpjZI/AAAAAAAAAws/lbWwA1FV2cI/s1600-h/100_0630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694318682115474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh8WKpjZI/AAAAAAAAAws/lbWwA1FV2cI/s320/100_0630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pam and I got the adventure of going out to Spearfish in August. Although the trip out there was pretty eventful (driving through a hair storm) we made it out there safe and sound. We got to go to Reptile Gardens, Mt. Rushmore Cave, and many other fun and exciting places. We also got to check out and attend a service at the Hartung families church, and it was so amazing and fun. Here are a few pictures of the trip. We did also check out the Presidential Wax Museam and it was cool. I took a lot of pictures of that also, but I didn't get a chance to put them on. Thank you Ashley, Jason, Ada, and Ethan for the wonderful vacay out to the hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh8JGkIzI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2kYgnuU5dxc/s1600-h/100_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694315175322418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh8JGkIzI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2kYgnuU5dxc/s320/100_0555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh7gQFGiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/UsZgHJxh5fo/s1600-h/100_0552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694304209377826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh7gQFGiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/UsZgHJxh5fo/s320/100_0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh7abo83I/AAAAAAAAAwU/uBmtsecexu4/s1600-h/100_0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694302647251826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh7abo83I/AAAAAAAAAwU/uBmtsecexu4/s320/100_0550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8916344475124217588?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8916344475124217588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/trip-to-spearfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8916344475124217588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8916344475124217588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/trip-to-spearfish.html' title='Trip to the Spearfish!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SsFh8WKpjZI/AAAAAAAAAws/lbWwA1FV2cI/s72-c/100_0630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5278334286029522563</id><published>2009-09-28T09:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:33:48.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU ZACHARY</title><content type='html'>I know that we don't always spend the time together that we should, but I just want to say that I'm proud of you in every way possible. You work hard to support the both of us, and don't stop until the job is done. You put up with my crabby, bitchy, and catty self all of the time, and know that I'm just stressed out and having a bad day, and don't get mad at me. You are always there to help other people when they need it and lets face it Zachary sometimes they just don't need it. LOL. I'm so happy that I married you. Some people say that they would never have married a farmer, but I'm glad that I did, because you are honest, hard-working, take pride in your job and absolutely love what you do. I know the days get long but I also know that at the end of the day, you will always be there at night even if it is for a couple hours of sleep and back at it again early in the morning. I love you Zachary, and am proud of you, and you mean the world, sun, moon, and stars to me. Keep doing what you are doing and don't let anybody be mean or change you, because you are great the way you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5278334286029522563?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5278334286029522563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you-zachary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5278334286029522563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5278334286029522563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you-zachary.html' title='I LOVE YOU ZACHARY'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7209527489045786816</id><published>2009-09-24T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:11:13.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz20pDXTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/UP-k6FHwh00/s1600-h/100_0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236271365053746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz20pDXTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/UP-k6FHwh00/s320/100_0549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um yeah dad was supposed to smile in the picture, but its just Dad and me, chillaxin by the camfire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz2L-o14I/AAAAAAAAAwE/2YLAy0UJ2DA/s1600-h/100_0548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236260449736578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz2L-o14I/AAAAAAAAAwE/2YLAy0UJ2DA/s320/100_0548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Jeff chillin like villans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz1pkEDoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YBY5HKJb6QM/s1600-h/100_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236251211468418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz1pkEDoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YBY5HKJb6QM/s320/100_0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Dad and Brandon got the beer munchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz1AogohI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9QyavXTO6KU/s1600-h/100_0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236240224264722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz1AogohI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9QyavXTO6KU/s320/100_0546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some pics of us all chillaxin by the campfire for a family weekend at hole in the mountain. There was a pow wow during our bonding time and every time the pow wow would stop, Dad would start hollering and screaming, it was hilarious!&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/5368384960343380691-7209527489045786816?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7209527489045786816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-yeah-dad-was-supposed-to-smile-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7209527489045786816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7209527489045786816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-yeah-dad-was-supposed-to-smile-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srwz20pDXTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/UP-k6FHwh00/s72-c/100_0549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1327046634193440488</id><published>2009-09-24T21:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:56:51.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww9HtIsMI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p1CsAVM0ASg/s1600-h/100_0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233081026785474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww9HtIsMI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p1CsAVM0ASg/s320/100_0545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me being BA, Mom not so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww8nWY4TI/AAAAAAAAAvk/FdWGJY_-Fgs/s1600-h/100_0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233072341442866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww8nWY4TI/AAAAAAAAAvk/FdWGJY_-Fgs/s320/100_0544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure whats happening here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww8SKGeAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/oAiwd-uwvDc/s1600-h/100_0543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233066652760066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww8SKGeAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/oAiwd-uwvDc/s320/100_0543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket and other one's giving a peace sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww78zi9aI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YudJlFyDBVo/s1600-h/100_0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233060921013666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww78zi9aI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YudJlFyDBVo/s320/100_0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drink and pass the bottle already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww7UB3mJI/AAAAAAAAAvM/irF8jSAY67I/s1600-h/100_0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233049975232658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww7UB3mJI/AAAAAAAAAvM/irF8jSAY67I/s320/100_0540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa dipping into the sauce!&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/5368384960343380691-1327046634193440488?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1327046634193440488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-being-ba-mom-not-so-much-not-quite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1327046634193440488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1327046634193440488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-being-ba-mom-not-so-much-not-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Srww9HtIsMI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p1CsAVM0ASg/s72-c/100_0545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2980204386751600305</id><published>2009-09-24T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:45:23.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tyler Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuNpeXlDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/VzyghP6Jfcc/s1600-h/100_0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385230066434675762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuNpeXlDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/VzyghP6Jfcc/s320/100_0531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ada Grace waiting to catch some candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuNM2qxyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MKSMrPjnXq0/s1600-h/100_0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385230058751969058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuNM2qxyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MKSMrPjnXq0/s320/100_0534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and the manure truck, that Dave got pulled over with!teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuM9jPoiI/AAAAAAAAAu0/A6WaBvnfP20/s1600-h/100_0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385230054643966498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuM9jPoiI/AAAAAAAAAu0/A6WaBvnfP20/s320/100_0528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and the Dodge with the Opera House float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuMTlRIFI/AAAAAAAAAus/VsgKYTfq4RU/s1600-h/100_0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385230043378163794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuMTlRIFI/AAAAAAAAAus/VsgKYTfq4RU/s320/100_0523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Everybody say CHEESE!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuLxK31iI/AAAAAAAAAuk/4A8wxFYDBhg/s1600-h/100_0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385230034140648994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuLxK31iI/AAAAAAAAAuk/4A8wxFYDBhg/s320/100_0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Ada snuck some candy!&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/5368384960343380691-2980204386751600305?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2980204386751600305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/tyler-parade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2980204386751600305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2980204386751600305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/tyler-parade.html' title='The Tyler Parade'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SrwuNpeXlDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/VzyghP6Jfcc/s72-c/100_0531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4682232134293217538</id><published>2009-09-24T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:23:55.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Everyone</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged in awhile, sorry my faithful readers! I will try and catch up on the blog this weekend. I just have not had time in awhile with school and work and everything in between, I HAVE NO TIME. Thank you for your patience and I promise I will get some stuff up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4682232134293217538?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4682232134293217538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4682232134293217538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4682232134293217538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-everyone.html' title='Sorry Everyone'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7102737801738590139</id><published>2009-08-06T08:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:27:40.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy! Busy! Busy!</title><content type='html'>The summer has gone by so fast and it feels like I've only blogged about 1/4 of what I wanted to blog. This is just a little bit of what the next couple of weeks are going to be like. I'm going to Sioux Falls today to help the neighbor with wedding stuff, then I have to come home and clean, work tomorrow from 1pm until 9:30 am Saturday morning, then more cleaning and out to the campground with family. Sunday I work 12pm until 9:30am Monday mornign, then I get to come home and try to figure out what I'm going to pack, wash clothes, and tidy up the house. The excitement is building for Spearfish. Tuesday work 3pm until 9:30 Wednesday morning, then come home shower grab my things and meet Pamcakes out at the farm and then it will be Spearfish or Bust! Yippee. I'm excited because we get to spend until Sunday sometime in spearfish. Then Pamcakes and I get to make the long boring trip back home! I get the whole week off almost and don't have to go back to work until Friday. In between that time I have to get everything ready for school, go get my books and figure out something to do with my time until Friday. Friday I work 3pm until 9:30am Saturday morning, then enjoy my last free night out at our neighbors wedding. Sunday I work 12pm until 9:30am Monday morning and then get to start the first day of the fall semester. The yucky part is I have to be there until 6pm Monday night. Did I mention that this is giving me a headache just thinking about all the stuff I have to do. I'm glad I at least get to go on a short but well deserved vacation, at least thats what I think anyways. Fellow readers I don't think that you would like my schedule because at times it may look like it sucks, but a girl has to do what a girl has to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7102737801738590139?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7102737801738590139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7102737801738590139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7102737801738590139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy! Busy! Busy!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4401858966936506347</id><published>2009-07-23T16:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:41:00.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family FIghts SUCK!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what to think anymore about anything. Mom and I had a fight today about something that has been bothering us for how long. I probably won't tell you what the fight was about but I will tell you that I'm sick of this never ending fight about basically nothing to do with us. This blog is going to have to be my outlet for today because nobody else will really listen. How do I let my mom know that I'm sick of arguing about this certain subject, that we shouldn't even be involved with. It hurts me that I can't ever voice my opinion around my mom and also my dad, because they are right no matter what. If they want help with a problem then they need to respect other people's views, including their children's views. I'm probably sharing to much and if my mom sees this she will probably never talk to me for the rest of my life, because I made a fight public. The truth is I know parents and kids don't always get along no matter how old they get, but why should a stupid fight have to hurt me so much. I know both of my brothers and I probably haven't always made the best decisions, but we are trying to get things right for once. I'm going to school, married, working and married a very respectful man and we plan on having kids in the near future. Bryan is trucking and doing something he absolutley loves, and has a beautiful girlfriend. Brandon is going to be a junior, with the twinkle of college in his young eager to learn eyes, and also has a beautiful girlfriend. I think all of us kids have something to be proud of, and I love my parents and the values they have instilled in us, and for that I'm truly grateful. Dealing with parents can't always be easy, but what is anymore? I know that a lot of people think I'm a really big, pardon my french, Bitch, but I stick to my guns and stand up for what I believe. Both my brothers and I have our own little traits that we inherited from mom an dad, and sometimes we are a little to much like them and I think that is why we fight sometimes. I know one this is true, I completely and unconditionally love my family and will walk to the ends of the earth for every one of them. As for mom and I fighting, I know that there are better days ahead and it is all in God's hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4401858966936506347?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4401858966936506347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-fights-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4401858966936506347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4401858966936506347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-fights-suck.html' title='Family FIghts SUCK!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5615331623464802063</id><published>2009-07-21T13:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:12:56.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 YEARS AND COUNTING!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SmYRw4tOqwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/WzT-mcyCuOM/s1600-h/100_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360991937984637698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SmYRw4tOqwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/WzT-mcyCuOM/s320/100_0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it has already been 2 years that Zach and I have been married. The time flew by, it seems like just yesterday I was planning this huge wedding, and all the drama that came with everything. Zach and I have had are share of good and bad times over the past 6 and 1/2 years, but we have made it through them all. I know with everything that happens and will happen in the future Zach and I will be there for each other. I never thought in all of my life that somebody like Zach would come into my life and make everything right. He has a way with things that most most people see as not serious or just plain dumb, I can see past that to the man that I love and will always love. Some people have jokingly said to me I can't believe you married him, but in all honesty they are the ones that are a joke, because I love Zach unconditionally, and can't wait to see what the next chapter of our life together brings. I have everything to look forward to with Zach, kids (hopefully soon), anniversaries, teenagers (hope mine are a little easier on me than I was to my parents), broken hearts, our children's weddings and of course grand kids! Going through all of these things together is unconditional love and Zach and I have that together and for that I am blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5615331623464802063?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5615331623464802063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-years-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5615331623464802063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5615331623464802063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-years-and-counting.html' title='2 YEARS AND COUNTING!!!!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SmYRw4tOqwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/WzT-mcyCuOM/s72-c/100_0381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-851898462609799763</id><published>2009-07-16T08:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:51:25.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>North Dakota!</title><content type='html'>Well after a very fun but tiring night on Saturday, we got to leave for Fargo, North Dakota on Sunday. I know you are thinking why is this so important? Well I will tell you why, I've NEVER been to North Dakota. Weird I know! Zach a hauled flat bed up to North Dakota for Dad, and Brandon got to go with us. I know you are thinking flat bed, right? Well a flat bed is a trailer that you can haul lumber, hay, and any other type of cargo that can be tarped or exposed. I know truckers daughter talk is hard for some of you peeps. Well we had fun times. We got to stay in a hotel room that night and swim, but we also had to eat at Hooters, at least I wasn't the only girl in there besides the waitresses this time. Hey at least I got a Hooters t-shirt that says Fargo, Noth Dakota. Monday morning we unloaded and headed back home after our short but fun trip. It was so much fun spending an unexpected trip with my husband and brother. Well after not ever going to North Dakota, about all I have to say about it is, it's a whole lot flatter than South Dakota. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-851898462609799763?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/851898462609799763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/north-dakota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/851898462609799763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/851898462609799763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/north-dakota.html' title='North Dakota!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4775506223257186485</id><published>2009-07-09T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:24:12.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 24th Birthday Zachary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlagGIWTAHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/fRFRVgHVUTg/s1600-h/100_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356644833984446578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlagGIWTAHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/fRFRVgHVUTg/s320/100_0396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 24th Birthday Zach, I love you so much and am loving being your wife. You make me laugh about something different everday, and you are the biggest goof. Without you I don't know where I would be, or how I would manage. You are always there to fix what I screw up and you manage to keep me on my feet when the world spins me around. I know I'm a clutz and you watch out for me, its good to have a husband like you that has my back when times get tough. I love you always and forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4775506223257186485?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4775506223257186485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-24th-birthday-zachary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4775506223257186485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4775506223257186485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-24th-birthday-zachary.html' title='Happy 24th Birthday Zachary!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlagGIWTAHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/fRFRVgHVUTg/s72-c/100_0396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6475101813146834942</id><published>2009-07-08T18:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:01:00.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows, Rocks and Lawnmowers Don't Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUyxCGmSOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/YZKtWHlO-SU/s1600-h/100_0517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356243149786597602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUyxCGmSOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/YZKtWHlO-SU/s320/100_0517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach fixing the window with duct tape just until we can replace it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUxTov40-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/GFkQM7745mo/s1600-h/100_0514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356241545252623330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUxTov40-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/GFkQM7745mo/s320/100_0514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the outside of our broken window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUxTdnZ6JI/AAAAAAAAAt8/T5dQP9FDFgM/s1600-h/100_0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356241542264252562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUxTdnZ6JI/AAAAAAAAAt8/T5dQP9FDFgM/s320/100_0516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside view of our broken window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This scared the s pit out of me when it happened because I was sitting inside on the couch when it happened. What a dork fish Zach is. He didn't even know he did it, until I flagged him down on the lawn mower, we are just glad it wasn't the middle one.&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/5368384960343380691-6475101813146834942?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6475101813146834942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/windows-rocks-and-lawnmowers-dont-mix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6475101813146834942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6475101813146834942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/windows-rocks-and-lawnmowers-dont-mix.html' title='Windows, Rocks and Lawnmowers Don&apos;t Mix'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SlUyxCGmSOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/YZKtWHlO-SU/s72-c/100_0517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-445982562837990078</id><published>2009-07-06T21:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:38:05.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks and Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;       We all had so much fun over the 4th of July weekend! On Friday night Zach and I went to Pipestone to look at a vehicle for me, ( I know I know we are still in the process) and decided to pick up Bryan and Lindsey to go eat at Dar's, then we went to the Verne Drive in Luverne and watched Transformers. What a great night! Saturday Zach brought me up to Gary, SD to the open house of the hotel (used to be blind school), that they are renivating up there, what a spectacular place and we are hoping to stay there on our 2nd anniversary which is coming up quick. Zach took me around Lake Cochran and Lake Hendricks, because I've never been around them before and we got to see the beautiful lake homes. It was kind of nice just to go for a drive, and see all the cool sites that we have around this area. We stopped in Hendricks because Mary and Tyrel were playing kick ball, for Rybinski Dairy, and got to watch the play for awhile. Then off to Flandreau to the fireworks, what a beautiful display, not as good as when we were little but pretty cool none the less. We also got to meet Brandon's new girlfriend MacKenzie, she was very nice and I don't think she knew what to think of this crazy family. All in all the 4th of July celebration was great this year and it was so nice to spend time with family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-445982562837990078?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/445982562837990078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/fireworks-and-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/445982562837990078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/445982562837990078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/fireworks-and-family.html' title='Fireworks and Family'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5665153197896252084</id><published>2009-07-03T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:23:48.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Jesus on the 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We gather ‘round to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;On Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;Pay homage to our country&lt;br /&gt;As the children run and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;With barbecues and picnics&lt;br /&gt;And fireworks in the air&lt;br /&gt;The flag we own is proudly flown&lt;br /&gt;To show how much we care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The stars and stripes spell freedom&lt;br /&gt;She waves upon the breeze&lt;br /&gt;While bursts of colors can be seen&lt;br /&gt;Above the towering trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is all quite wonderful&lt;br /&gt;We revel in delight&lt;br /&gt;But God above in divine love&lt;br /&gt;Has brought this day to light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;With just a stroke of liberty&lt;br /&gt;A touch of His great hand&lt;br /&gt;He gave democracy to us&lt;br /&gt;And helped this country stand.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The stripes upon our stately flag&lt;br /&gt;Were touched by His sweet grace&lt;br /&gt;Each star of white that shines so bright&lt;br /&gt;Reflects His loving face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So as you turn to face the flag&lt;br /&gt;For battles that were fought&lt;br /&gt;Be filled with pride for those who died&lt;br /&gt;And freedoms that were bought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;But don’t forget to thank the One&lt;br /&gt;Who gives the bright display&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we paint the sky&lt;br /&gt;On Independence Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author/Written By:&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Ferguson&lt;br /&gt;©2003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5665153197896252084?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5665153197896252084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5665153197896252084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2865740835139100369</id><published>2009-06-29T15:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:38:16.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Mary and Tyrel!</title><content type='html'>This blog post is to wish Mary and Tyrel a happy anniversary. I know it is a day late but I was working, and didn't feel like blogging. I can't believe it has already been a year and I don't think that they can believe it either. They are the greatest couple I know and great friends to us. We got the pleasure of going to the rodeo this last weekend with them and bringing in their 1 year anniversary with them at midnight. What a fun night and a memory for them and us. Happy Anniversary Mary and Tyrel, may you have many great years together, and always love each other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2865740835139100369?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2865740835139100369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2865740835139100369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-anniversary-mary-and-tyrel.html' title='Happy Anniversary Mary and Tyrel!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3421786490644891951</id><published>2009-06-09T22:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:35:18.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 49th Birthday Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si8pfiyZkFI/AAAAAAAAAts/-O1skVWIJ3Y/s1600-h/100_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345536904602947666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si8pfiyZkFI/AAAAAAAAAts/-O1skVWIJ3Y/s320/100_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I kind of forgot to blog about dad. He turned 49 on June 8th. I thought this picture was fitting for his old age and the goof that he is. I think this might be blackmail for his 50th. Happy Birthday Dad, we love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3421786490644891951?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3421786490644891951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-49th-birthday-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3421786490644891951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3421786490644891951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-49th-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy 49th Birthday Dad!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si8pfiyZkFI/AAAAAAAAAts/-O1skVWIJ3Y/s72-c/100_0336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1037247170316730062</id><published>2009-06-09T08:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:26:31.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TIMBER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wU4g-wzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hPxmbyd0HDA/s1600-h/100_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333311805768498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wU4g-wzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hPxmbyd0HDA/s320/100_0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lake Benton. Never thought I would see the view like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wU-nQeXI/AAAAAAAAAtc/P8u3mjstrEI/s1600-h/100_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333313442707826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wU-nQeXI/AAAAAAAAAtc/P8u3mjstrEI/s320/100_0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like ants on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wUuCpC3I/AAAAAAAAAtU/OsgUKQvbmZI/s1600-h/100_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345333308994161522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wUuCpC3I/AAAAAAAAAtU/OsgUKQvbmZI/s320/100_0494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back of our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jgs7-nXI/AAAAAAAAAtM/feMkQlBtePc/s1600-h/100_0493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345319221205048690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jgs7-nXI/AAAAAAAAAtM/feMkQlBtePc/s320/100_0493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The master tree cutter downer, Jody&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jgeO4oVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/EthFFpW4BpI/s1600-h/100_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345319217257816402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jgeO4oVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/EthFFpW4BpI/s320/100_0492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jgIT4u_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/uAYnlLdhYJg/s1600-h/100_0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345319211373214706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jgIT4u_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/uAYnlLdhYJg/s320/100_0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Dave, never noticed how much they stand alike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jf6fQ_WI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Kddijm8_A8s/s1600-h/100_0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345319207662845282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jf6fQ_WI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Kddijm8_A8s/s320/100_0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boom truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jfvtiCsI/AAAAAAAAAss/aMx_aMrlW0o/s1600-h/100_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345319204769893058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5jfvtiCsI/AAAAAAAAAss/aMx_aMrlW0o/s320/100_0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon's truck and the huge load of branches ready to go to the city dump&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/5368384960343380691-1037247170316730062?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1037247170316730062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/timber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1037247170316730062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1037247170316730062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/timber.html' title='TIMBER!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si5wU4g-wzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hPxmbyd0HDA/s72-c/100_0496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7114351549902988007</id><published>2009-06-09T00:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:34:01.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Campfire of the Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhcsJQKI/AAAAAAAAAsk/rbpZDFlH8qk/s1600-h/100_0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194989209600162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhcsJQKI/AAAAAAAAAsk/rbpZDFlH8qk/s320/100_0488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jody, Lisa, and Seth. Seth was definately being a goofball that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhVjFt1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/kuLJYgAUcx0/s1600-h/100_0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194987292571474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhVjFt1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/kuLJYgAUcx0/s320/100_0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhIlU_1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/wUkrkD-eFgg/s1600-h/100_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194983812300626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhIlU_1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/wUkrkD-eFgg/s320/100_0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Norgaard/Faaborg/Johnson/Hartung Camfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yg8xlIgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/2LDYlA-cpns/s1600-h/100_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345194980642464258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yg8xlIgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/2LDYlA-cpns/s320/100_0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Pamcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7114351549902988007?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7114351549902988007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-campfire-of-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7114351549902988007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7114351549902988007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-campfire-of-season.html' title='First Campfire of the Season!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3yhcsJQKI/AAAAAAAAAsk/rbpZDFlH8qk/s72-c/100_0488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6504645139471038394</id><published>2009-06-08T23:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:19:48.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We were all the Monkeys that Went to the ZOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wBXQ15nI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Z5zcH6oL2dk/s1600-h/100_0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192238973838962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wBXQ15nI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Z5zcH6oL2dk/s320/100_0483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan was tired on the way home, so he snuggled with his monkey that Grandma Pam got him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wBJJW6sI/AAAAAAAAAr8/18tehQNEnfQ/s1600-h/100_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192235184351938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wBJJW6sI/AAAAAAAAAr8/18tehQNEnfQ/s320/100_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mama Monkey and her Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wA5GAz6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Jr6xTAu7vu0/s1600-h/100_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192230875352994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wA5GAz6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Jr6xTAu7vu0/s320/100_0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone enjoying the birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wAuOrM8I/AAAAAAAAArs/PKpri_5Vh2o/s1600-h/100_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192227958895554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wAuOrM8I/AAAAAAAAArs/PKpri_5Vh2o/s320/100_0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wAVfcxbI/AAAAAAAAArk/Yg8gJROoMD4/s1600-h/100_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192221318366642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wAVfcxbI/AAAAAAAAArk/Yg8gJROoMD4/s320/100_0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan enjoying the birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tZIo-yRI/AAAAAAAAArc/P29IKYPWzOk/s1600-h/100_0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345189348830529810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tZIo-yRI/AAAAAAAAArc/P29IKYPWzOk/s320/100_0445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bald Eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tZLyIRBI/AAAAAAAAArU/SmEP_KADxkg/s1600-h/100_0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345189349674206226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tZLyIRBI/AAAAAAAAArU/SmEP_KADxkg/s320/100_0436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tY5JTb0I/AAAAAAAAArM/y5PaOfwabqo/s1600-h/100_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345189344671133506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tY5JTb0I/AAAAAAAAArM/y5PaOfwabqo/s320/100_0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Geese and their Bablies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tYhXqHUI/AAAAAAAAArE/T-zhnY3Lazg/s1600-h/100_0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345189338288889154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tYhXqHUI/AAAAAAAAArE/T-zhnY3Lazg/s320/100_0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Swans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tYYk7keI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XVfYBFtV3GM/s1600-h/100_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345189335928639970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3tYYk7keI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XVfYBFtV3GM/s320/100_0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Ethan in the bubble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5368384960343380691-6504645139471038394?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6504645139471038394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-were-all-monkeys-that-went-to-zoo_3555.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6504645139471038394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6504645139471038394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-were-all-monkeys-that-went-to-zoo_3555.html' title='We were all the Monkeys that Went to the ZOO!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3wBXQ15nI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Z5zcH6oL2dk/s72-c/100_0483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1620218462492735146</id><published>2009-06-08T23:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:55:04.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We were all the Monkeys that Went to the ZOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qVcbZ0hI/AAAAAAAAAq0/QlSyY2X9-PM/s1600-h/100_0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185986887930386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qVcbZ0hI/AAAAAAAAAq0/QlSyY2X9-PM/s320/100_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its A Horse of Course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qU9apJnI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SY5Dz1WZEro/s1600-h/100_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185978563241586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qU9apJnI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SY5Dz1WZEro/s320/100_0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaylee and the Snake&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qUlVaz7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/A0u4XPPRYs4/s1600-h/100_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185972098879410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qUlVaz7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/A0u4XPPRYs4/s320/100_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pretty Peacock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qUZy1toI/AAAAAAAAAqc/NUm03vOmeyU/s1600-h/100_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185969001051778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qUZy1toI/AAAAAAAAAqc/NUm03vOmeyU/s320/100_0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Ada chasing the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qUTD0wgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/NMo63gla6XE/s1600-h/100_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185967193244162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qUTD0wgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/NMo63gla6XE/s320/100_0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasy Alligators&lt;br /&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/5368384960343380691-1620218462492735146?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1620218462492735146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-were-all-monkeys-that-went-to-zoo_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1620218462492735146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1620218462492735146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-were-all-monkeys-that-went-to-zoo_08.html' title='We were all the Monkeys that Went to the ZOO!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3qVcbZ0hI/AAAAAAAAAq0/QlSyY2X9-PM/s72-c/100_0422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4807731989265427743</id><published>2009-06-08T23:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:42:30.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We were all the Monkeys that Went to the ZOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n9GAX8OI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iHRBsy4v3co/s1600-h/100_0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345183369528864994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n9GAX8OI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iHRBsy4v3co/s320/100_0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Big Ugly Rino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8-4dZ8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/v0vEDOzAdvk/s1600-h/100_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345183367616620482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8-4dZ8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/v0vEDOzAdvk/s320/100_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lisa and Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8s-20RI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eGLuqu0KUxE/s1600-h/100_0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345183362811613458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8s-20RI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eGLuqu0KUxE/s320/100_0408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Ada Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8bLCDqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/nVn-y7EBmcE/s1600-h/100_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345183358030843554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8bLCDqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/nVn-y7EBmcE/s320/100_0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8ANCgeI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pxv40reuXtM/s1600-h/100_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345183350791504354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n8ANCgeI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pxv40reuXtM/s320/100_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Ol' Fat Bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4807731989265427743?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4807731989265427743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-were-all-monkeys-that-went-to-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4807731989265427743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4807731989265427743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-were-all-monkeys-that-went-to-zoo.html' title='We were all the Monkeys that Went to the ZOO!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3n9GAX8OI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iHRBsy4v3co/s72-c/100_0410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3243546940485974704</id><published>2009-06-08T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:26:34.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Larry The Cable Guy Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jKQmoIOI/AAAAAAAAApk/QtRRFtOqdhM/s1600-h/100_0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345178098153824482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jKQmoIOI/AAAAAAAAApk/QtRRFtOqdhM/s320/100_0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is Larry the Cable Guy with his guitar, not a very good picture but you all get the gist. It was pretty dark in the Swiftel. We had a blast, definately worth going to see him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jKBDqeAI/AAAAAAAAApc/he7CsHWv6Io/s1600-h/100_0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345178093980645378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jKBDqeAI/AAAAAAAAApc/he7CsHWv6Io/s320/100_0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Pamcakes cheesing out on the way to Larry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jJzJ8cjI/AAAAAAAAApU/EcyzbtwJJ7k/s1600-h/100_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345178090248892978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jJzJ8cjI/AAAAAAAAApU/EcyzbtwJJ7k/s320/100_0399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not quite sure what the boys were doing, I think a beer run before it started maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jJiKqvKI/AAAAAAAAApM/clz1JwsvbuY/s1600-h/100_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345178085688523938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jJiKqvKI/AAAAAAAAApM/clz1JwsvbuY/s320/100_0396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Zach's maybe a little to excited to see Larry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jJWTYMYI/AAAAAAAAApE/_1lKLbM81sM/s1600-h/100_0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345178082503831938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jJWTYMYI/AAAAAAAAApE/_1lKLbM81sM/s320/100_0395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmk, Zach found this somewhere and not it is hanging in our garage. What a dork!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3243546940485974704?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3243546940485974704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/larry-cable-guy-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3243546940485974704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3243546940485974704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/larry-cable-guy-pictures.html' title='Larry The Cable Guy Pictures'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Si3jKQmoIOI/AAAAAAAAApk/QtRRFtOqdhM/s72-c/100_0403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2377513288397228927</id><published>2009-06-07T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:44:10.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Emergency Rooms in One Night!</title><content type='html'>Well Zach went to the ER in Tyler because he couldn't breathe. They did a chest x-ray and found he had asthmatic bronchitis. They gave him a nebulizer and basically sent him home. Pam, Dave, Zach and I then went out for supper because Zach was hungry. Zach got sick while we were there and felt like he wasn't getting any better and was worse. We took him to Flandreau where I always go and they made sure he was treated with the right medications before he left. Zach got to come home last night which surprised us all with as tough as shape as he was in. He is on nebulizers every 4 hours and a couple different antibiotics and prednizone. He is feeling much better this morning, but is going to rest today. We are not quite sure what brought this on, if it was allergies or a bad cold, but hopefully we can get it straightened out. Its hard to see the strongest person in your life get sic. Thank you so much family and friends for your love and support, and Zach should be on his way to a speedy recovery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2377513288397228927?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2377513288397228927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-emergency-rooms-in-one-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2377513288397228927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2377513288397228927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-emergency-rooms-in-one-night.html' title='2 Emergency Rooms in One Night!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7089776379667427602</id><published>2009-05-12T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:27:04.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Larry the Cable Guy</title><content type='html'>Well we had tons of fun at Larry the Cable Guy on Sunday. Sadly none of my pictures turned out very good, but I will post them sometime later this week. Thank you Pam for the Christmas present, it was the best highlight of the year so far. I got both Zach and I a t-shirt and a koozie for Zach, I'm sure you all can imagine why! Just wanted to let you know that we are still alive over here. The weather on this side of the state is very windy, so be careful that you don't blow over. Well have a great week my faithful readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7089776379667427602?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7089776379667427602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/05/larry-cable-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7089776379667427602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7089776379667427602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/05/larry-cable-guy.html' title='Larry the Cable Guy'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5205870102003001278</id><published>2009-05-10T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:12:44.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day Mom Norgaard and Mom Faabord. I love you both</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were my fairy tale princess,So much larger than life.You were my angel and my witnessThrough all my &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink3" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,3);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,3);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,3);" href="http://www.theholidayspot.com/mothersday/more_poems2.htm#" target="_new"&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and strife.At times you made me angry,Great words I would proclaimHow someday you'd be sorry.You were the one to blame.But when I needed comfortingYou always found the time.Your words were more soothingThan days of childhood sublime.Now the distance holds us apart,The boundaries have no end.I'll hold the memories in my heart.You're my mother, my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5205870102003001278?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5205870102003001278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mom-norgaard-and-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5205870102003001278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5205870102003001278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mom-norgaard-and-mom.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day Mom Norgaard and Mom Faabord. I love you both'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1174911042890254167</id><published>2009-05-04T18:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:29:18.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so Thankful!</title><content type='html'>I'm thankful for everything in my life right now. Last week was hard, but sometimes you just have to look at the bigger picture and everything that you are thankful for. I'm thankful for four parents that absolutely love me unconditionally and my husband, who I'm so in love with all of the time. Zach means everything to me and more. I love my brothers, Bryan, Brandon, and Jason, and my sister Ashley. Ashley you are the bomb.com and I hope that I can be as good a mother someday as you are. I love my neice and nephew, and can't wait to see them soon. I'm also thankful for going to school. I never thought that last year at this time I would have my first year of school done with. I'm so glad as to what I've accomplished. I love my husband for putting up with me, and that he is a good provider, and I love the beautiful house that we live in together, and where are family will grow someday. I know this probably all sounds kind of sappy, but words cannot describe how thankful I am for everything in my life. I think about my family and my husband and they just make me smile. The other night I got to hang out with both of my brothers, this never happens. It was just like we were little kids again, playing around and goofing off. I love you Bryan and Brandon, and the great young men that you have become is extrodinary. I love reading my sistas Thankful Thursdays, and the things in her life that she is thankful for and every Thursday as I'm reading her blog I try to focus on the things that I'm greatful for to help me get through the day. I love you family and you mean everything to me. You are always in my heart and prayers, and you mean the world to me. God Bless family! Because without you guys I probably wouldn't know where I stand in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1174911042890254167?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1174911042890254167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1174911042890254167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1174911042890254167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-thankful.html' title='I&apos;m so Thankful!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4222908668286311297</id><published>2009-04-28T14:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:14:59.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on the Fence</title><content type='html'>Well I started working at Veire's, and I'm kind of on the fence about it. They are not working with my schedule at all. I told them now weekends, but they have me scheduled for weekends which sucks, because I hardly have a weekend at all with my other job. They are not listening and that is really making me mad. When I asked them about it they treated me like I was stupid. I don't really need this job, because I have my full time job, so I don't know what to do. I just want to work there during the week, because my weekends are my time with the family and with my husband. What should I do? I'm worried about it and don't want to quit but what am I going to do to figure this out. Please pray that I find a solution to this problem. I might have to give it up and just cut my losses. They keep scheduling me for days that I have to work at my other job, and when I said that I have to work at my other job, its like they didn't care. Sorry I'm venting but I don't know what to do. Have a great week my fellow readers and I will keep you posted on what I should do. Talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4222908668286311297?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4222908668286311297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-on-fence.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4222908668286311297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4222908668286311297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-on-fence.html' title='I&apos;m on the Fence'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2761043415906605764</id><published>2009-04-22T15:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:28:36.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look and Some More Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll its been forever again. I got to get better about blogging everyday. And I know I lose readers when I don't blog everyday. The pics below are of the family and friends that we shared laughter and love with over Easter weekend. We had such a great weekend and got to join in on many activities throughout the weekend. The first set of pictures is of all of us goofing off for the camera before the SDSU Rodeo in Brookings. Oh BTW I got to drive the big 4-wheel tractor the other day, without even touching the steering wheel. You ask me how, and I'll tell you that AutoSteer is pretty cool. Zach let me drive because I was nagging him about sitting on the bumpy passenger seat in the tractor, believe me its not very comfortable when you have a bad back. Well home everyone is having a great day and enjoying the weather. I look forward to your comments about the blog and how neat everything looks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2761043415906605764?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2761043415906605764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-look-and-some-more-family-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2761043415906605764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2761043415906605764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-look-and-some-more-family-pictures.html' title='New Look and Some More Family Pictures'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3796220550680789762</id><published>2009-04-22T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:22:47.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem of the Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift.A friend is someone we treasurefor our friendship is a gift.A friend is someone who fills our liveswith beauty, joy, and grace.And makes the whole world we live ina better and happier place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Jean Kyler McManus -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3796220550680789762?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3796220550680789762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/poem-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3796220550680789762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3796220550680789762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/poem-of-day.html' title='Poem of the Day!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4878610635151000834</id><published>2009-04-22T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:28:52.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9tpJL58QI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CevkWWBpvOo/s1600-h/100_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327597437810503938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9tpJL58QI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CevkWWBpvOo/s320/100_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Dave's 50th B-Day Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9to4DkIJI/AAAAAAAAAo0/uJ15Pap3Edo/s1600-h/100_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327597433212117138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9to4DkIJI/AAAAAAAAAo0/uJ15Pap3Edo/s320/100_0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9tolfF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAos/DTQyMZS2kSk/s1600-h/100_0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327597428227308946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9tolfF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAos/DTQyMZS2kSk/s320/100_0371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9toivfbQI/AAAAAAAAAok/5dEo53Bb9zs/s1600-h/100_0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327597427490778370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9toivfbQI/AAAAAAAAAok/5dEo53Bb9zs/s320/100_0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Pepsi and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9toW8yNtI/AAAAAAAAAoc/AuNBSV5yU60/s1600-h/100_0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327597424325310162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9toW8yNtI/AAAAAAAAAoc/AuNBSV5yU60/s320/100_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Linette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4878610635151000834?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4878610635151000834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/uncle-daves-50th-b-day-party-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4878610635151000834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4878610635151000834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/uncle-daves-50th-b-day-party-grandma.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9tpJL58QI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CevkWWBpvOo/s72-c/100_0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7683579695749786723</id><published>2009-04-22T13:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:05:20.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSu62iJI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4eAPE5wcYw8/s1600-h/100_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327592654756022418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSu62iJI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4eAPE5wcYw8/s320/100_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSglAfjI/AAAAAAAAAoM/KMzFidp-Yrc/s1600-h/100_0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327592650906304050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSglAfjI/AAAAAAAAAoM/KMzFidp-Yrc/s320/100_0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zach and Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSRY8iiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vBmhXC68f3A/s1600-h/100_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327592646829181474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSRY8iiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vBmhXC68f3A/s320/100_0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My egge that says Molly Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSLDX68I/AAAAAAAAAn8/SGjCJVKZI0A/s1600-h/100_0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327592645128088514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSLDX68I/AAAAAAAAAn8/SGjCJVKZI0A/s320/100_0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My egg that says Christy Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pR3HFe2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/7MRPXgdEm_Q/s1600-h/100_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327592639774948194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pR3HFe2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/7MRPXgdEm_Q/s320/100_0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the families eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mRB5RwoI/AAAAAAAAAns/6ZOu8VwOUeM/s1600-h/100_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327589326955070082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mRB5RwoI/AAAAAAAAAns/6ZOu8VwOUeM/s320/100_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mRI6cjcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/2bFwEpO687U/s1600-h/100_0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327589328839019970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mRI6cjcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/2bFwEpO687U/s320/100_0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are they gonna look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mQy0lHOI/AAAAAAAAAnc/3ucWq24_vqc/s1600-h/100_0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327589322908835042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mQy0lHOI/AAAAAAAAAnc/3ucWq24_vqc/s320/100_0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and Zach just goofing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mQiQqsyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0HrFtkLHmfI/s1600-h/100_0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327589318463238946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mQiQqsyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0HrFtkLHmfI/s320/100_0353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommalou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mQQ7MLQI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AA6dYKcGmuk/s1600-h/100_0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327589313809755394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9mQQ7MLQI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AA6dYKcGmuk/s320/100_0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homefry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7683579695749786723?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7683579695749786723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7683579695749786723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7683579695749786723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9pSu62iJI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4eAPE5wcYw8/s72-c/100_0368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-8660241552499987620</id><published>2009-04-22T13:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:33:36.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for the SDSU Rodeo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9incvC47I/AAAAAAAAAnE/HZk1JxgIbKg/s1600-h/100_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327585314070520754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9incvC47I/AAAAAAAAAnE/HZk1JxgIbKg/s320/100_0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9inHLs-HI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cLEyX1Cw9ck/s1600-h/100_0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327585308285139058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9inHLs-HI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cLEyX1Cw9ck/s320/100_0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bry and Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9impgUrdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/34mCEO5HAjo/s1600-h/100_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327585300318563794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9impgUrdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/34mCEO5HAjo/s320/100_0344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9imdyoRtI/AAAAAAAAAms/hqqVukFU0hE/s1600-h/100_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327585297174120146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9imdyoRtI/AAAAAAAAAms/hqqVukFU0hE/s320/100_0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah pretty sure, we are the bomb.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9imQH8zRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/WaGosECPEds/s1600-h/100_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327585293505449234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9imQH8zRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/WaGosECPEds/s320/100_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sista and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8660241552499987620?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8660241552499987620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-ready-for-sdsu-rodeo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8660241552499987620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8660241552499987620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-ready-for-sdsu-rodeo.html' title='Getting Ready for the SDSU Rodeo!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/Se9incvC47I/AAAAAAAAAnE/HZk1JxgIbKg/s72-c/100_0346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4921191354021845425</id><published>2009-04-19T10:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:26:23.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>I guess Grandma had surgery in Sioux Falls on Thursday, and went home the same night. She fractured her right arm and is now doing physical therapy in Tyler, MN. Thank God that it wasn't worse than it could have been. I really don't know about the mini strokes yet, they are still trying to get her blood pressure medicine figured out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4921191354021845425?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4921191354021845425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4921191354021845425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4921191354021845425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2423176766612504228</id><published>2009-04-14T22:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:34:24.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an Update!</title><content type='html'>So this is what I know. I guess gma's 4-wheeler rolled over on her and crushed her arm pretty bad. She had some sort of cat scan or MRI at a hospital in the Hills, and not only is her arm pretty messed up, but she is also been having TIA which are mini strokes. So I guess her and Gpa, are driving home themselves, staying is Sioux Falls tonight and meeting with the Orthopedic Surgeon in the moring to operate on her arm. This is all I know for now, but don't shoot the messenger if I don't have it right, this has come down the line to me, and I found out this morning. Other than that I will keep you posted. Oh by the way, I test drove a new car this afternoon. I absolutely love it, but my husband won't let me get it. I think I'm going to have to do some major convincing and sucking up. I need a different car bad and want one that is dependable, but I might have to wait a little while yet. Zach buys pick-ups without me knowing and shows up at home with them, so why can't I surprise him with a new car. LOL. No just joking, he would probably kill me, so we might have to talk about it somemore. I will keep you posted on that situation. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2423176766612504228?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2423176766612504228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2423176766612504228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2423176766612504228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-update.html' title='Just an Update!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1329431112335304315</id><published>2009-04-14T05:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T05:48:20.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to let you all know!</title><content type='html'>Mom called at about 5:15 this morning, to tell us that my Grandma Brockhouse, had been in a 4-wheeler accident, out in the Black Hills. The 4-wheeler flipped over on her, and they have or are going to air lift her from Custer to Sioux Falls. I will keep you updated if I find out anymore. In the mean while, please keep her in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1329431112335304315?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1329431112335304315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-to-let-you-all-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1329431112335304315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1329431112335304315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-to-let-you-all-know.html' title='Just to let you all know!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3796258811241953517</id><published>2009-04-12T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:17:54.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter everyone, hope everyone is enjoying the beautiful weather that the Lord has given us on this day to share with friends and family. This morning Mom and I got to go to my cousin Maddy's Baptism in Jasper MN what fun that was, to share fun and fellowship with friends and family. I have to work in a little bit, but will have pics up as soon as possible. Saturday night we spent the evening in Adrienne Mn with friends and family for my Great Uncle Dave's 50th Birthday party, and had a great time. Every time my mom's side of the family gets together its like a reunion because we never get to see each other,  just too busy I guess. I just want to share all of the things that I'm greatful for in my life. I'm greatful for all of my family, my loving husband, my friends, and you my faithful readers, of my blog that I have been neglecting. Well everyone have a wonderful day, and just remember He Has Risen. Happy Easter, Love The Norgaards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3796258811241953517?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3796258811241953517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3796258811241953517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3796258811241953517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1498199632404667501</id><published>2009-03-31T22:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:20:49.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manure Trucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcdG0wPbI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BoUhrnmg59k/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B3%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556502484172210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcdG0wPbI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BoUhrnmg59k/s320/GetAttachment%5B3%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach Tyrel and Dave up in the man lift, taking pictures of the truck. This looks like just another typical day at the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcc-G73jI/AAAAAAAAAmU/MFT3axOVFJs/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556500144512562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcc-G73jI/AAAAAAAAAmU/MFT3axOVFJs/s320/GetAttachment%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and his new Manure Truck. Thats a pretty Sweet Pete you got there honey. Too bad it will be all stinky soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcc8lKUMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Iw9Du5MOBJg/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B2%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556499734417602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcc8lKUMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Iw9Du5MOBJg/s320/GetAttachment%5B2%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side view of the manure trucks and payloader. I see a lot of red trucks sitting there boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLccg9KruI/AAAAAAAAAmE/R_PqVnGtMaQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556492318912226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLccg9KruI/AAAAAAAAAmE/R_PqVnGtMaQ/s320/GetAttachment%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View looking down at the top of the trucks and pay loader. Looking Good Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1498199632404667501?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1498199632404667501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/manure-trucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1498199632404667501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1498199632404667501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/manure-trucks.html' title='Manure Trucks'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLcdG0wPbI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BoUhrnmg59k/s72-c/GetAttachment%5B3%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4376804979657029890</id><published>2009-03-31T22:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:06:13.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well hope you guys like all of the pics, and the new look I put on the blog. I updated everything, because I haven't blogged in forever. Have no time for anything, anymore. Hope you all enjoy. Have a great week my faithful readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4376804979657029890?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4376804979657029890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-hope-you-guys-like-all-of-pics-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4376804979657029890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4376804979657029890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-hope-you-guys-like-all-of-pics-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-8920073888376564530</id><published>2009-03-31T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:56:57.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Vanity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLWipAOLWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qcEUnnFC2B8/s1600-h/100_0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319550000488656226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLWipAOLWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qcEUnnFC2B8/s320/100_0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad bought me this Vanity a few months ago, and Zach finally got it put together this evening. I I have always wanted a vanity and when I saw this one at Furniture outlet USA in Sioux Falls I had to have it. Now I can do my hair and make-up at my vanity, and its pretty cool because I set it up in the spare bedroom, which is nice because it is out of the way. So now the spare bedroom is my hobby and homework room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLWiTdIYbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/y2ncgvvDJ9k/s1600-h/100_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319549994704331186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLWiTdIYbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/y2ncgvvDJ9k/s320/100_0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8920073888376564530?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8920073888376564530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-beautiful-vanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8920073888376564530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8920073888376564530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-beautiful-vanity.html' title='My Beautiful Vanity!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLWipAOLWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qcEUnnFC2B8/s72-c/100_0340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4892147309951671231</id><published>2009-03-31T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:47:09.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Deer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAgDXtTI/AAAAAAAAAls/G0QcL-98utc/s1600-h/100_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319548314458764594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAgDXtTI/AAAAAAAAAls/G0QcL-98utc/s320/100_0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Three Maidens, and the area where they used to do the Hiawatha Pagent in Pipestone, MN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAWDm_6I/AAAAAAAAAlk/toxKEcN6baQ/s1600-h/100_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319548311775412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAWDm_6I/AAAAAAAAAlk/toxKEcN6baQ/s320/100_0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Beautiful Sunset, over Pipestone, I took these pictures while I was out driving around one evening, with the people that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAddZwfI/AAAAAAAAAlc/5ul7yqY1sq8/s1600-h/100_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319548313762644466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAddZwfI/AAAAAAAAAlc/5ul7yqY1sq8/s320/100_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all of the deer that I pass by on my way to school in the mornings. They were all grazing by the school one evening and I got a picture of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5368384960343380691-4892147309951671231?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4892147309951671231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-deer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4892147309951671231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4892147309951671231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-deer.html' title='Oh Deer!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLVAgDXtTI/AAAAAAAAAls/G0QcL-98utc/s72-c/100_0330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5995001521023215658</id><published>2009-03-31T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:38:26.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Hat Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLS-8OfEnI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Axg5nJTviX8/s1600-h/100_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319546088638583410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLS-8OfEnI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Axg5nJTviX8/s320/100_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my family has a thing about trying on dorky hats, well we got Dad to try on a dorky hat. It's kind of unusual to see him in anything but a cowboy or ball cap. Love the hat dad, very you! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5995001521023215658?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5995001521023215658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/nice-hat-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5995001521023215658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5995001521023215658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/nice-hat-dad.html' title='Nice Hat Dad!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLS-8OfEnI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Axg5nJTviX8/s72-c/100_0336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1741046212994398769</id><published>2009-03-31T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:32:51.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rev it up! Rev!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRnkeCFQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sOlKnxkAw7M/s1600-h/100_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319544587612722434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRnkeCFQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sOlKnxkAw7M/s320/100_0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brandon and his new dog Rev, he is such a sweetie and a great companion, and he played with his little sis Molly Jo like a good dog! They got along Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRnpCwnXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FDO9g1J4k8E/s1600-h/100_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319544588840508786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRnpCwnXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FDO9g1J4k8E/s320/100_0326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon got Rev from a friend, he is a yellow lab, and very cute. The owner didn't want him to be locked up anymore, because he wasn't home, so he gave him to Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRneWEggI/AAAAAAAAAk8/U_cTa_7ySZg/s1600-h/100_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319544585968714242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRneWEggI/AAAAAAAAAk8/U_cTa_7ySZg/s320/100_0325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe they are relaxing but Molly Jo wants to Play Play Play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5368384960343380691-1741046212994398769?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1741046212994398769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/rev-it-up-rev.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1741046212994398769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1741046212994398769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/rev-it-up-rev.html' title='Rev it up! Rev!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SdLRnkeCFQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sOlKnxkAw7M/s72-c/100_0327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-8032940946118971075</id><published>2009-03-16T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:30:28.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital's are not Spring Break getaways.</title><content type='html'>Well I got to stay overnight in the hospital a couple nights this last week, because of pnemoina. I don't reccommend that as a spring break getaway. Here last week I thought that I would be able to relax and catch up on homework over sping break, well needless to say that didn't happen. Oh well! I don't really want to go into detail about my health situation, because I'm sick of explaining it and if you don't get it by now, you probably never will. During this whole hospital stay, I truly found faith and love in the people close to me. My parents are truly angels sent from up above and they helped Zach and I get settled in at home after my stay in the hospital. Mom cleaned my whole entire house and Dad kept Zach sane. See this hospital stay was all on us this time because I can't get health insurance, but we are praying and hoping that we will find an answer to this problem. Any input would be much appreciated. Anyways, back to mom and dad and the boys and Lindsey, they all helped out so much and thats why I'm dedicating this blog to them. They are a family unlike the rest, loving, caring, and always there for a person when they need them. They were there for Zach and I and that truly meant the world to me. Ya see being in the hospital is very emotional for me, I would assume it would be for anybody, but Mom was also a shoulder to cry on, and my Husband Zach is a true man for being by my side through it all and never giving up on me. I love you Family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8032940946118971075?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8032940946118971075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/hospitals-are-not-spring-break-getaways.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8032940946118971075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8032940946118971075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/hospitals-are-not-spring-break-getaways.html' title='Hospital&apos;s are not Spring Break getaways.'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2880163125341722131</id><published>2009-03-07T10:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:26:08.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been Forever</title><content type='html'>Well my Peeps, I think its been forever since I've blogged. I just don't have any time left in the day after work, homework, and trying to keep the house going. We are all doing just great on this side of the state and next week is spring break. I'm so excited, to have a chance to have some time off. I'm seriously thinking about taking a small trip somewhere but I don't know where. Just some news, from the family. Mom and Dad's bathroom is almost done, they just have to tape, sand and paint. I can't wait to see it finished. In case most of you don't know, mom and dad are remodeling and my lovely husband is helping them on the side. They turned the dining room into a master bathroom, and will be remodeling the rest when Zach and my brothers get time. Thursday morning was awfully foggy, and there was an accident west of Lake Benton on Highway 14. Zach and I know both of the people that were involved. One is in the hospital with two broken femurs, and the other one is just fine. School is going great, but is very time consuming this semester, I don't have time for anything. Zach is busy, busy, busy, and once field work starts myself and my mother-in-law will be field widows. I will have to get pictures up one the bathroom is complete. There is now a new addition to the family. Brandon got a yellow lab from a friend of his. Rev is a year and a half old, and very loving. He loves playing with his little sis Molly Jo. I'm surprised that a big dog and a little dog play together so well. Well hope everything is going good with all of my fellow bloggers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2880163125341722131?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2880163125341722131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2880163125341722131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2880163125341722131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-forever.html' title='Its Been Forever'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4636094563712658611</id><published>2009-02-23T22:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:45:53.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Hills Trip 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iRqQ_qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3ONwNu9TPy4/s1600-h/100_0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306219515247394466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iRqQ_qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3ONwNu9TPy4/s320/100_0324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trailshead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iMgNpaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/179-PFgshiM/s1600-h/100_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306219513863054754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iMgNpaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/179-PFgshiM/s320/100_0316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iLsH2UI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/9qYAMDyGaEQ/s1600-h/100_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306219513644570946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iLsH2UI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/9qYAMDyGaEQ/s320/100_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6hyOl7QI/AAAAAAAAAkI/tecOlllfx9w/s1600-h/100_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306219506809826562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6hyOl7QI/AAAAAAAAAkI/tecOlllfx9w/s320/100_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN42Ox44tI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vOVlobSX5Lc/s1600-h/100_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217659048190674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN42Ox44tI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vOVlobSX5Lc/s320/100_0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41xZfEHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/sGAlSn0saEc/s1600-h/100_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217651161206898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41xZfEHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/sGAlSn0saEc/s320/100_0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41sFujHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KE81EIR6cQc/s1600-h/100_0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217649736158322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41sFujHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KE81EIR6cQc/s320/100_0306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41WCmbWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/YSltBJ1lPfI/s1600-h/100_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217643817463138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41WCmbWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/YSltBJ1lPfI/s320/100_0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad watching the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41HOP2yI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Fthm1C0BB5M/s1600-h/100_0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217639839783714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN41HOP2yI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Fthm1C0BB5M/s320/100_0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach got my snowmobile stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2xdoiwCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0oQ7QURZHY8/s1600-h/100_0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215378112921634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2xdoiwCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0oQ7QURZHY8/s320/100_0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are trying to dig it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2xTgHAkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rtMSnzKY3GQ/s1600-h/100_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215375393194562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2xTgHAkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rtMSnzKY3GQ/s320/100_0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a pull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2xIyp9kI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-IRdYKRozpQ/s1600-h/100_0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215372518192706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2xIyp9kI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-IRdYKRozpQ/s320/100_0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon, Me Zach and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2wwpHzII/AAAAAAAAAjA/NhncZdf8AkI/s1600-h/100_0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215366035754114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2wwpHzII/AAAAAAAAAjA/NhncZdf8AkI/s320/100_0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brandon, Mom, Zach and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2wjQATYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WzvFA3BB_CI/s1600-h/100_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215362440744322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN2wjQATYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WzvFA3BB_CI/s320/100_0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN03F-cU1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/aL-QJEOFAIc/s1600-h/100_0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306213275818283858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN03F-cU1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/aL-QJEOFAIc/s320/100_0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN03G2lQ9I/AAAAAAAAAio/onGBeMLHGus/s1600-h/100_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306213276053750738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN03G2lQ9I/AAAAAAAAAio/onGBeMLHGus/s320/100_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN025RA0pI/AAAAAAAAAig/qWpGGLPnrJo/s1600-h/100_0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306213272406512274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN025RA0pI/AAAAAAAAAig/qWpGGLPnrJo/s320/100_0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom coming out of the potty, yeah it was in the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN02sPLqgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/obrNKHKgVNk/s1600-h/100_0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306213268909173250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN02sPLqgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/obrNKHKgVNk/s320/100_0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Z-R 600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN02mse5GI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Ipj917pNaIk/s1600-h/100_0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306213267421455458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN02mse5GI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Ipj917pNaIk/s320/100_0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryans Snowmobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyv-nFZTI/AAAAAAAAAiI/mAs8WtWTGEQ/s1600-h/100_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306210954558924082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyv-nFZTI/AAAAAAAAAiI/mAs8WtWTGEQ/s320/100_0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mountan cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyvXX1UvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/24-7w_EQb3I/s1600-h/100_0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306210944025973490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyvXX1UvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/24-7w_EQb3I/s320/100_0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimpin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyvWZebpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YhICznAPI_M/s1600-h/100_0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306210943764426386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyvWZebpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YhICznAPI_M/s320/100_0268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brandon , Zach and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyvNIs1VI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OuHAC8KacO0/s1600-h/100_0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306210941278147922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyvNIs1VI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OuHAC8KacO0/s320/100_0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyu1nl2fI/AAAAAAAAAho/H6C-cDovYNo/s1600-h/100_0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306210934965262834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNyu1nl2fI/AAAAAAAAAho/H6C-cDovYNo/s320/100_0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad on his phone as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4636094563712658611?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4636094563712658611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-hills-trip-2009_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4636094563712658611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4636094563712658611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-hills-trip-2009_23.html' title='Black Hills Trip 2009'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaN6iRqQ_qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3ONwNu9TPy4/s72-c/100_0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-586691792933029073</id><published>2009-02-23T21:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:59:59.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Hills Trip 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgUAuc6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/gCYVPMytKqU/s1600-h/100_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208486402454434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgUAuc6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/gCYVPMytKqU/s320/100_0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bar in Highmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgcJOEwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/5P3Zl9ArY-A/s1600-h/100_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208488585564930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgcJOEwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/5P3Zl9ArY-A/s320/100_0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgJtMJDI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/diedZiuW0dg/s1600-h/100_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208483636159538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgJtMJDI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/diedZiuW0dg/s320/100_0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwf7N89UI/AAAAAAAAAhI/sMoxSTufkFA/s1600-h/100_0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208479747044674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwf7N89UI/AAAAAAAAAhI/sMoxSTufkFA/s320/100_0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mountain Cat and the Z-R behind our pick-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwfzjzMKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/pqMaJS1bVl8/s1600-h/100_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208477691195554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwfzjzMKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/pqMaJS1bVl8/s320/100_0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad ahead of us with the snowmobiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-586691792933029073?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/586691792933029073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-hills-trip-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/586691792933029073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/586691792933029073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-hills-trip-2009.html' title='Black Hills Trip 2009'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNwgUAuc6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/gCYVPMytKqU/s72-c/100_0244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3628233715975138688</id><published>2009-02-23T21:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:50:20.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNuRmJ18gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/71H4YERSKzo/s1600-h/100_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306206034551239170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNuRmJ18gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/71H4YERSKzo/s320/100_0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I needed a change so I chopped my hair off, Zach hates it but I love it. I think I'm going to keep it like this all of the time now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3628233715975138688?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3628233715975138688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-hair-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3628233715975138688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3628233715975138688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-hair-cut.html' title='My new Hair Cut'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SaNuRmJ18gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/71H4YERSKzo/s72-c/100_0231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2461889002436382452</id><published>2009-02-11T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:33:21.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>48 Things</title><content type='html'>1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?My aunt and my middle name is the same as my moms, (Jo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?I actually haven't cried in awhile and that is rare for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?No, because I'm a perfectionist, and it never looks right to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?Dried Beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?Not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?No, sometimes I can be bitchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?No those have been gone for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?Frosted Flakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?Oreo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?Their smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. RED OR PINK?Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?I'm not a big fan of my health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?I miss Zach right now, haven't seen him in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?Green comfy pants, and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?Feel that Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BEPINK, PINK, PINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE SMELLS?Hands down Zach's cologne, and campfires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?Zachary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?Yes I love her she is my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?High school football, that is the real stuff, the pros are too stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HAIR COLOR?Dark Read, Brown and Black, I really don't know for sure, I haven't seen my rea color in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. EYE COLOR?Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE FOOD?Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?The Goonies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?Grey hoodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. SUMMER OR WINTER?Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. HUGS OR KISSES?Both hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?Pam and Ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?A VC Andrews book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?John Deere Tractors go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?Home Improvement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVORITE SOUND(S).Zach's truck in the driveway when he gets home and laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?Hate them both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?Jackson, Mississippi I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?I can do voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?Pipestone, MN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?Well I hopped in his truck (Thunder) one night and it was love at first sign for us both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2461889002436382452?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2461889002436382452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/48-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2461889002436382452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2461889002436382452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/48-things.html' title='48 Things'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6371450290930907229</id><published>2009-02-11T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:29:08.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things</title><content type='html'>1. Family and Friends are important to me and so is my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish I had more time with Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Praying is something I do morning and night, I think it is healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When I saw Zach for the first time, I knew we were going to get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.5. I love to shop, my own father calls me Madame Shop-a-lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I procrastianate big time, why do today, what you can get done tomorrow is my motto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a blood disorder and scoliosis, yeah not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hate when people buy me clothes for any holiday, sorry but I'm a big girl and can buy my own clothes, no offense anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I get mad very easily, but it dont last long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I can't wait to have kids, I want 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I would like to meet myself when I was younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I wish that my family would always get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I usually get what I want.14. Being happy is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Sometimes, I wish that Zach didn't have to work so hard, but he is a good provider for our little family and I respect him for working so hard, he has a very good work ethic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I hate when people dis the people that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I wish that my health problems would go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I have to be on the move all of the time, I can't sit still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I sleepwalk really bad, just ask Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I am truly a country girl at heart and wish I could ride horse everyday, but don't have time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I want to be rich someday, and get my whole family out of debt, and buy Zach, Dad, Bryan and Brandon, brand new Peterbuilts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My mom and I have the same middle name and look a lot alike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Although I act like my dad, we don't take crap from other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I wish I had more time for my hobbies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6371450290930907229?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6371450290930907229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6371450290930907229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6371450290930907229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things.html' title='25 Things'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2878304745390933226</id><published>2009-02-11T13:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:26:45.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you and your spouse</title><content type='html'>♥ What are your middle names?Jo and John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ How long have you been together?6 years, on Febuary 17, and married for 1 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ How long did you know each other before you started dating?2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who asked who outZach asked me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ How old are each of youI'm 23 and so is Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Whose siblings do/did you see the most?Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Do you have any children together?Not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What about pets? Yes, Molly Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?My health problems are hard on both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Did you go to the same school?No I went to Elkton and Zach went to Lake Benton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Are you from the same home town?No not really but kind of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is the smartest? Zach, he can do a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is the most sensitive? me, but Zach can be sensitive sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ♥ Where do you eat out most as a couple? We usually go to the Legion in Lake Benton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who has the craziest ex? we really don't have any exes, Zach and I never really dated anybody else, but if there is a choice it would be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who has the worst temper? me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who does the cooking? me, but I hate it and don't do it very often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is more social? Zach he talks to everybody, Its like he knows everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is the neat-freak? Zach, If you have ever seen his semi you will know what I'm tatalking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is the more stubborn? we both are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who hogs the bed? Zach, he is always on my side when I wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who wakes up earlier? Depends on the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Where was your first date? Zach and I went to Marshall to get his snowmobile fixed and ththen ate at Hardee's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who has the bigger family? We both have huge families, but intermediate mines bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Do you get flowers often? The last time I got flowers from Zach was for my wedding shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ How do you spend the holidays? We usually go to both sides of the family for holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is more jealous? We aren't a jealous couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ How long did it take to get serious? We know we were serious right away, or at least I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who eats more? me, I'm a muncher, Zach don't have time to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.♥ Who does/did the laundry? I do the laundry, because Zach don't know how to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who’s better with the computer?me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who drives when you are together? Zach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-2878304745390933226?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2878304745390933226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-and-your-spouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2878304745390933226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2878304745390933226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-and-your-spouse.html' title='you and your spouse'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7982571840748029447</id><published>2009-02-11T13:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:24:13.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tag your married friends that you want to know about! Copy and Paste this into your own note and pass it on! (Don't forget to tag the person who tagged you!)&lt;br /&gt;1. When is your engagement anniversary: December 25, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is your marriage anniversary: July 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known your spouse: Almost 6 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you have a cute or otherwise funny part of your getting together: Zach was really shy when he asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How long did you date/court before you were engaged: 2 1/2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Where did you meet your spouse for the first time: he came to my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your spouse's full name: Zachary John Norgaard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have any children yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any house pets: Yes we have our dog Molly Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What does your spouse do for a living: Works for a farmer north of Elkton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you live in the country or town/city: town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is one of your favorite activities together: we love snowmobiling and doing outside activities together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a favorite vacation spot: The Black Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How many siblings (including in-laws): I have 1 sister, 2 brothers, and Zach has 1 sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What church do you attend: Danebod Luthern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you of the same faith as your spouse: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What town is your current address: Lake Benton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you work or stay at home: work and go to college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where did you honeymoon: We didn't have a honeymoon yet, sore subject with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Leave a piece of marriage advice: Never go to bed angry with each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7982571840748029447?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7982571840748029447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-your-married-friends-that-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7982571840748029447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7982571840748029447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-your-married-friends-that-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4550628334968066509</id><published>2009-02-11T12:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:17:09.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>Well everyone I know that it has been awhile since I have blogged. We are doing great, and recently got to spend some time together in the Beautiful Black Hills. We went on a snowmobile trip out there and had a blast. The first day we snowmobiled at Recreational Springs and the second day at Trailhead, and got to ride into Wyoming also. On Saturday we snowmobiled all day, and that night ate at the Silverado and stayed at the Cedar Inn in the great town of Deadwood, SD. During the day of snowmobiling we saw the prettiest sights. I love the hills and am a little bit jealous of the sister and brother-in-law for gettting to live out there. On Sunday we ate at the Huanted Bully's Bar in Deadwood and then headed to Trailshead to snowmobile. Dad rented a brand new Arctic Cat to ride and just to let you all know they are a piece of crap if anyone is interested in buying one. Zach, Dad, Mom, Brandon, Bryan and I all went out to enjoy the vacation. On Saturday night Ash, Jason, Ada, and Ethan joined us for a visit at our hotel room, what a fun time. It was great to see you all. Sunday evening brought Bryan, Zach and I home. It was a fast trip, because all of us had to work the next day, but it was such a fun trip out there I would do it again in a heartbeat. Mom, Dad and Brandon stayed out there an extra day for the stock show in Rapid City and enjoyed themselves. All in all we had a great time and it was some much needed family time that we got to spend together. Stay tuned for a bunch of pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4550628334968066509?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4550628334968066509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4550628334968066509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4550628334968066509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its Been Awhile'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-4558999879698410405</id><published>2009-01-22T11:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:37:55.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ZACHARY</title><content type='html'>Well Zach is in the hospital in Tyler, and is doing a lot better compared to the last week. He has a severe flu virus and was very dehydrated. I took him in last night after much arguing to get him to go. Guys just don't like the hospital, and my husband is very stubborn. He will hopefully be getting out this afternoon, or early evening. Zach got sick on Saturday and didn't get any better over the weekend and week, so I finally brought him in, he is kind of a bone head sometimes. Thank you Dave for helping me out and coming to the emergency room and being there for your sick son, and stressed out daughter-in-law. Love you lots. Well hopefully he gets a clean bill of health and we can go home and relax after he gets out of the hospital. Although Zach is not one for relaxing. So if you guys would like to give him a call to just chat, he has his cell with him. Thank you for all of your concerns and words of encouragement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-4558999879698410405?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/4558999879698410405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/01/zachary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4558999879698410405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/4558999879698410405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/01/zachary.html' title='ZACHARY'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3395125010998987185</id><published>2009-01-09T10:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:41:23.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Pipe</title><content type='html'>What a way to start out the weeek. On Tuesday, Zach got a call from our insurance guy that stopped by the house to pick up some papers, and he said that there was water running out of our house. So Zach called me and we both rushed home to see what was going on. There was a pipe that burst in our entryway and there was water running everywhere including into the garage. When Zach walked into the house he figured he was standing in 4 inches of water. The water that leaked into the garage was already frozen solid. We think that the pipe in the entryway, just got to cold and decided to burst. What a nightmare. So Zach's dad Dave came over and helped us clean up everything. We don't think that it did too much to the structure, but we are going to have to rip up the carpet, and repaint. I had a cute puppy boarder hanging in the entryway and that was falling off when we came home, so we had to tear it the rest of the way off. We managed to salvage most of the stuff in the entryway, but a lot of it has major water damage. Everything is fixed now, and we are still trying to get everything cleaned up. Thank you Dave for all of your help Zach and I appreciate it. I will try to post pictures, sometime this weekend. Have a great weekend everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3395125010998987185?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3395125010998987185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/01/broken-pipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3395125010998987185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3395125010998987185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/01/broken-pipe.html' title='Broken Pipe'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-28030109822428002</id><published>2009-01-05T19:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:40:38.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SWK1QkNrcaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/B0EpW2lMHlQ/s1600-h/100_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287988208689967522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SWK1QkNrcaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/B0EpW2lMHlQ/s320/100_0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-28030109822428002?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/28030109822428002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/28030109822428002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/28030109822428002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SWK1QkNrcaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/B0EpW2lMHlQ/s72-c/100_0193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5822502147315155504</id><published>2008-12-31T08:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:44:46.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: no&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: January 13, 1986&lt;br /&gt;C – CRUSHING ON: My Husband&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Diet Mt. Dew&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO? my friend Cindy&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: All of the Songs on Facing the Giants&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: bears&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: Elkton SD&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: Zach&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE- nope....way too uncoordinated...lol&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: nope&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: Pam and Dave's house to Jackson, Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: strawberry&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2 brothers&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: Health and Happines of my family and friends...&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Zach&lt;br /&gt;Q- QUICKIE: no...slow is good.. :P&lt;br /&gt;R- REASON TO SMILE: everything is going good&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: I loved her first by HEARTLAND&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 7am&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: idk&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): corn&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: getting mad easily&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: tons&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: chrst j nrgrd&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite number: 13&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: brown&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: peach&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: Molly Jo barking&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: yes&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?: Cindy&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college?: January 12&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing?: not all of the time but most of the time&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: justin boots&lt;br /&gt; Where do you wish you were right now?: Someplace warm&lt;br /&gt;What should you be doing right now?: laundry&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on anyone right now?: my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you blow a bubble with gum? yea&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance?: somewhat...lol&lt;br /&gt;Can you do a cart wheel?: no&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth? no...&lt;br /&gt;Can you touch your toes?: no&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Write With Both Hands?: kinda&lt;br /&gt;Roll Your Tongue In A Circle?: yeaCross Your Eyes?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Walk With Your Toes Curled?: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: yea...&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Magic?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Satan? idk&lt;br /&gt;Santa?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters?: yes, I love the Wild Thing at Valley Fair&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a bike?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows?: no way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone fishing?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails?: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hung out with?: Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you said out loud?: I love you Zach&lt;br /&gt;Last thing someone said to you?: Love you hunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside?: cold&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to: 101.9&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Mad Mary&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: Crocheting stuff&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched?: Facing the Giants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you IM'd?: mom&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of: Zach&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to?: Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?: yea..&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: no&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury?: depends on how bad it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person?: yes&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy?: lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier?: no...I'm good&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy?: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken?: once&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?: Brown, and red, havent seen my real color in years&lt;br /&gt;Current Piercings?: 3&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos?: 2&lt;br /&gt;Eye color?: brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY WEARING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing?: just a hanes t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Pants: jogging pants&lt;br /&gt;Shoes?: uggs&lt;br /&gt;Necklaces?: dont have one on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Eye Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;Short or Long Hair: short&lt;br /&gt;Height: taller than me&lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style: western&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been To Jail: yes&lt;br /&gt;Mooned Someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;Ran Away From Home: yes&lt;br /&gt;Thought About Suicide: no&lt;br /&gt;Laughed So Hard You Cried: quite a few times&lt;br /&gt;Cried In School: no&lt;br /&gt;Thrown Up In A Store: no&lt;br /&gt;Wanted To Be a Model: no.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated On Someone: never&lt;br /&gt;Done Something Really Stupid That You Still Laugh At Today: who hasnt?&lt;br /&gt;Seen A Dead Body: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been Bitched Out: yes&lt;br /&gt;Drank Alcohol: yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been On Drugs: no&lt;br /&gt;Gone Skinny Dipping: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Country Would You Most Like To Visit: Denmark&lt;br /&gt;Number Of CD's I Own: too many to count&lt;br /&gt;Your Good Luck Charm: idk&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with: 2&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink milk: yes&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up: Idk&lt;br /&gt;Turn off's: people that whine&lt;br /&gt;Turn On's: pretty eyes, nice personality, nice smile, good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Which friend acts like you the most: Cindy&lt;br /&gt;How many rings until you answer the phone: 3-4&lt;br /&gt;Are you a health freak: no&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst weather: humid&lt;br /&gt;Did you play with Barbies as a child: yea&lt;br /&gt;How many grades have you failed: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: burger king&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: single&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: meat&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: movie&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums: drums&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Nike&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican: chinese&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: cheerios&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: cake&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: VH1&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or Briefs: boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Random Questions:&lt;br /&gt;1.Three days from now, will you be a in relationship? yes&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you think your latest ex feels about you? don't care&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like what you see in the mirror? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;4.Was today a good day? yes&lt;br /&gt;5. What are your plans for this weekend? Going to Sioux Falls with my husband to stay at a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;6. What makes you laugh/cry? lots of different stuff&lt;br /&gt;7. How's your room looking? a little messy&lt;br /&gt;8. Get asked anything ridiculous lately? I dont remember&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you doing tomorrow? nothing&lt;br /&gt;10. What were you most looking forward to today? going to work&lt;br /&gt;11. How is your hair? looks like crap&lt;br /&gt;12. As of today, do you like anyone? yes&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you kissed anyone on the lips within the past 7 days? yes&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? yea...i dont recommend it..&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you stay friends with your exs? most of them&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you like your first name? yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like to cuddle? yes&lt;br /&gt;18. What are your initials? CJN&lt;br /&gt;19. Baseball or football? football&lt;br /&gt;20. Ever been skinny dipping? yes .this question was asked already&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you want someone back? yes my great grandmas so they can help nme with crocheting&lt;br /&gt;22. Whats your biggest fear? losing someone I care about&lt;br /&gt;23. What's so good about the person you like? He's cute, funny, sweet, pretty smile, nice body..hes just an all around great guy&lt;br /&gt;24. So where's your dad? trucking he is always trucking&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you drive yet? yes&lt;br /&gt;26. How do you feel about racism? I think people who are racis have a extremely small outlook on life, skin is just a color nothing more and nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;27. Name a song that reminds you of old memories?God Blessed the Broken Road&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you like the color gray? no&lt;br /&gt;29. Is there someone you really can't stop thinking about? yes&lt;br /&gt;30. Look outside, how's the weather outside? Cold Minnesota Day.&lt;br /&gt;.31. Are you jealous of anyone right now? nope&lt;br /&gt;32. Did you ever think someone didn't like you, but came find out they really did once it was to late? no&lt;br /&gt;33. Last time you ate grilled cheese? a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;34. Name something great that happened today? I woke up next to somebody special&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you regret doing something today? no&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have Limewire? no&lt;br /&gt;37. The person you hate gets hit by a train and put in the hospital, how do you react? I would feel really bad&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is always on your mind no matter what? Zach&lt;br /&gt;39. What's one thing you've learned this year? dont procrastinate...nothing good ever comes from it..40.&lt;br /&gt; What kind of computer do you have?:Gateway Laptop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5822502147315155504?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5822502147315155504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/abc-about-you-questions-available-no-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5822502147315155504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5822502147315155504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/abc-about-you-questions-available-no-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6105731742639443116</id><published>2008-12-26T12:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:19:02.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faaborg Family Christmas</title><content type='html'>Well Christms Day we went out to my parents farm and spent the day. Opened gifts and then watched a couple movies. Mom made her great pork chops for Zach, because they are his favorite. We played the board game called life, and had an absolute blast. Dad was the big winner in the first game and then the second game he was about 800,000 in the whole. We laughed and spent some much needed time together. Brandon got nerf bars for his pick-up, so Zach and him put those on and then came home and just had to show them off. I didn't get any pictures taken, sorry but we were having way too much fun playing games. Love you lots, Mom, Dad, Brandon, Bryan and Lindsey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6105731742639443116?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6105731742639443116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/faaborg-family-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6105731742639443116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6105731742639443116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/faaborg-family-christmas.html' title='Faaborg Family Christmas'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5647481610765803221</id><published>2008-12-26T12:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:13:58.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUepNiZFyI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QaGewdzfSiY/s1600-h/100_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284163431146526498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUepNiZFyI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QaGewdzfSiY/s320/100_0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pam's Christmas Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUeo7O9TJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/YzKv8s_oLBc/s1600-h/100_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284163426233175186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUeo7O9TJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/YzKv8s_oLBc/s320/100_0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach when he was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUeoiJWsHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/KUFx6Xvnyjk/s1600-h/100_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284163419498786930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUeoiJWsHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/KUFx6Xvnyjk/s320/100_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing the Arctic Cat Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUeoZZFU5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wU9ScGFoUNo/s1600-h/100_0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284163417148838802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUeoZZFU5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wU9ScGFoUNo/s320/100_0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach when he was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5647481610765803221?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5647481610765803221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/pams-christmas-village-zach-when-he-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5647481610765803221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5647481610765803221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/pams-christmas-village-zach-when-he-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUepNiZFyI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QaGewdzfSiY/s72-c/100_0214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-9074369432852507532</id><published>2008-12-26T11:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:04:14.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Norgaard Family Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUceAlPRyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sQt-J9o2MPQ/s1600-h/100_0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284161039666988834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUceAlPRyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sQt-J9o2MPQ/s320/100_0206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUcd06upGI/AAAAAAAAAgA/QaZkazJnVv4/s1600-h/100_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284161036535899234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUcd06upGI/AAAAAAAAAgA/QaZkazJnVv4/s320/100_0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUcdkLBOfI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IauLXGOjYY0/s1600-h/100_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284161032040823282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUcdkLBOfI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IauLXGOjYY0/s320/100_0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUcdS0XCxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5DlRFGX_4LU/s1600-h/100_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284161027382381330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUcdS0XCxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5DlRFGX_4LU/s320/100_0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUccwT5P-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/VP88mwoWg-o/s1600-h/100_0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284161018119405538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUccwT5P-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/VP88mwoWg-o/s320/100_0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUaTGyqYjI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lUkGt76IJO0/s1600-h/100_0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284158653332087346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUaTGyqYjI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lUkGt76IJO0/s320/100_0198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zach opening his surprise present, I wonder what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUaSxOLSoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/sxkhVuH9B4Y/s1600-h/100_0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284158647541910146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUaSxOLSoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/sxkhVuH9B4Y/s320/100_0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Peterbilt coat that he has always wanted from me. Can't get him out of the coat now he loves it so much, I thought that he might even sleep in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZIENqZaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/5nOJoc9Ss4k/s1600-h/100_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284157364149839266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZIENqZaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/5nOJoc9Ss4k/s320/100_0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave Opening some presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZHXE7g_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Z1fY4io1jrg/s1600-h/100_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284157352033616882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZHXE7g_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Z1fY4io1jrg/s320/100_0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pam opening some presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZGwNSu-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/S8U-ungcaJQ/s1600-h/100_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284157341599710178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZGwNSu-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/S8U-ungcaJQ/s320/100_0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ada Grace in her sugar and spice and everything nice jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZFThl5iI/AAAAAAAAAe4/00vweBrkD50/s1600-h/100_0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284157316720354850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUZFThl5iI/AAAAAAAAAe4/00vweBrkD50/s320/100_0194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada Grace in her Princess dress that she wore to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-9074369432852507532?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/9074369432852507532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/norgaard-family-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/9074369432852507532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/9074369432852507532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/norgaard-family-christmas.html' title='Norgaard Family Christmas'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUceAlPRyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sQt-J9o2MPQ/s72-c/100_0206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1955711972457334136</id><published>2008-12-26T11:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:42:07.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUW9SXNu8I/AAAAAAAAAew/7mCAPMCI3fs/s1600-h/100_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284154979946183618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUW9SXNu8I/AAAAAAAAAew/7mCAPMCI3fs/s320/100_0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUVxD8nJNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/XEacLWIhdtU/s1600-h/100_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I just before we went to church on Christmas Eve. What a great night we had. We were able to spend some much needed quality time with family. Christmas is such fun when you spend it with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUVwrZwXZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NzyvtzVbizk/s1600-h/100_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1955711972457334136?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1955711972457334136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1955711972457334136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1955711972457334136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SVUW9SXNu8I/AAAAAAAAAew/7mCAPMCI3fs/s72-c/100_0193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5339580569325139332</id><published>2008-12-22T18:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:44:05.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sorry Ashley, but I stole this from you, it looked like fun. Highlighted are the the things, I've done in life, how many things have you done. I think that I've done maybe a total of 50 things on this list, but a lot of them sound like fun, and I can't wait to do them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Started your own blog, &lt;a href="http://www.zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. Slept under the stars, I slept on a trampoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. Played in a band, does percussion in the pep band count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity, yep, I gave to Children's Miracle Network.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland/world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. Climbed a mountain, My family climbed part of the Grand Tetons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;9. Held a baby bird, all the baby chicks on the farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;10. Sang/played a solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch, baking, I love to bake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning, mad me sick as a dog, and I was in the truck with my dad when it happened, not the best time of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight, you are talking to the queen of pillow fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;22. Hitch hiked, hey my car broke down, and it was my mom that picked me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill, oops is that bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort, only the best snow fort ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;25. Held a lamb, all the baby lambs on the farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping, not the most stellar thing to do but lots of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ran a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset, I watched the sun set on the mountains, absolutely beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;31. Hit a home run, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise (not a long one, but a dinner cruise)&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied, money isn't everything, and are you truly satisfied by having enough money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke, hey I can sing Gretchen Wilson with the best of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Driven across the US (coast to coast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant, my brothers and I scrounged up some money in McDonalds one time to buy a homeless person a meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonligh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;t46. Been transported in an ambulance, twice, and hopefully never again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;52. Kissed in the rain, its the best to kiss in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;53. Played in the mud, mud pies really make mom mad when you hit her with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater, for Zach and my 2 week anniversary after we got married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;55. Been in a movie, when I was little, I did a documentary for something in Pipestone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;57. Started a business, Mary Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class, Yeah I can kick your butt if I have too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies, I sold the most in my troop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;63. Gotten flowers for no reason, my husband got me flowers or my bridal shower, it made us all cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma, No but thank you too all that do, because I can't and I need platelets sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;67. Bounced a check, yeah I was in high school, I've learned a little more about money since then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter, over Mt. Rushmore with my little Brother Brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy, my Barbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar, its pretty good with a glass of wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;74. Toured the Everglades, with my dad in the truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;77. Broken a bone, my big toe on my right foot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle, my husband was driving Tyrel's motorcycle going way to fast and I was screaming at him the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper, for volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;85. Read the entire Bible, yes it took me awhile but I got it read, everybody should read it all the way through at least a couple times in their lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating, it might sound redneck, but I killed a chicken on the farm and we all ate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;89. Saved someone’s life, I did CPR on an older man and saved his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;91. Met someone famous, met lots of Country singers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;92. Joined a book club, just joined one the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;93. Lost a loved one, too many loved ones to count. Love you all and will always remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Made a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;98. Owned a cell phone, I wish I didn't own one somedays, but they are nice to have and convienent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;99. Been stung by a bee, does a wasp count as being stung by a bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;100. Had a dream fulfilled, married my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;101. Have/had someone in your life who changed your outlook on life, Zach changes my outlook on life everyday, I look up to him, because he is a hard worker, fun and easy to talk to. His philosophy pretty much is, don't just whine about stuff, get up and take whats yours, and don't complain. I love you Zach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-5339580569325139332?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/5339580569325139332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-ashley-but-i-stole-this-from-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5339580569325139332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/5339580569325139332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-ashley-but-i-stole-this-from-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-3650642776406348543</id><published>2008-12-22T17:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:00:07.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!</title><content type='html'>Well I passed all of my classes for this semester. I passed with a B+ average and 3.33 GPA. I'm so happy and I actually passed Composition, that class was hard, but I passed with a C and I'm so glad that I don't have to take it over. What a relief. The teacher for Comp Class was very hard and it was not easy to get a good grade in that class, but I didn't give up. For once in my life I feel like I'm doing the right thing. So long with the crappy jobs, here  comes the administrative assistant jobs. I'm thinking about doing an internship this summer near Lake Benton or Brookings, either or. I'm just not sure what to do, or where to go to find one. No more law offices for me, no that pretty much sucked. I love the job that I have now and it is very fun working with the people that I do. My dream is to somday start a brokerage business, out of my home or set up shop somewhere here in town. If you guys don't know what that means, it's where I find loads for truckers, and get a certain percentage. I grew up in the trucking industry and it only seems right to head in that direction. I just so glad that I passed all my classes, so boo ya to all those who said I couldn't do it, you know who you are, and thank you to all of those who stood beside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-3650642776406348543?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/3650642776406348543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3650642776406348543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/3650642776406348543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1091043408770288271</id><published>2008-12-16T07:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:00:35.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>We hope this letter finds you safe and warm for the holiday season!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I have been extremely busy this year. There is lots of fun and exciting stuff happening all around us. Bryan, started off the middle of May with knee surgery to his left leg, not very fun for him, and he recuperated just fine. Bryan and his fiancé Lindsey will be getting married January 16, of 2010, so you better save the date. Bryan is currently driving all over the country with his new job. Bryan loves driving truck and he is definitely following in our dad’s footsteps. Lindsey is currently going to school for nursing @ Minnesota West in Pipestone, MN, which is the same place I am going for Administrative Assistant. I am very proud of both Bryan and Lindsey; you reach for the stars kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can I say about Brandon? Brandon is currently a sophomore at Elkton High School, and he is active in band and FFA. Brandon won a heifer this spring in FFA, this is a great achievement for him and his big sister and brother are so proud of him, because we were both active members of FFA. Brandon started off the middle of November with knee surgery and, guess what, it was the same leg as Bryan. Brandon tore a tendon in his knee and had to have it put back together. This was not a good year for the Faaborg Boys and their knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Jason are still living in Spearfish; believe me I have tried to convince them to move back. Ashley just started a new adventure this fall, she is now running the Pumpkin Patch Daycare, and she absolutely loves it. Jason is still working for Spearfish Electric and on August 1st, they got to adopt Ethan and he is officially theirs. Ethan and Ada Grace are growing up so fast. Congratulations Hartung Family. I just had to write about all my brothers and sisters and their great accomplishments over the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad Faaborg are doing great. Dad is still trucking all over hauling cows. He currently got to go to Mexico, what a brat. Mom works in Brookings at Brookview Manor and she works in Rehab. Mom enjoys working with elderly like I do. Mom has a always been loving and caring and Dad also. Love you Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad Norgaard are busy as beavers this holiday season. Pam got up all her Christmas decorations and believe me there is a ton of decorations. She gave me decorations and my whole house is full. Dave has been busy working alongside Zach and Tyrel trying to get the new shed ready and useable. Love you Pam and Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Zach and I are still living in Lake Benton, and like it a lot. Zach works for Evens Farms north of Elkton, and is busy all the time. Zach roofs, hauls manure, drives truck and helps out with whatever else needs to be done around the farm.  I started a new adventure this fall, I’m a student at Minnesota West in Pipestone, and I’m going to be an administrative assistant. With going to school full time, I’m also working full time. I do twenty hour shifts so I can get my hours in and focus on school during the week. I know you are thinking ugh, but it works out really well. I work with developmentally disabled and I really love my job.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1091043408770288271?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1091043408770288271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1091043408770288271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1091043408770288271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-letter.html' title='Our Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-5261206159082198051</id><published>2008-12-09T21:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:46:05.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brockhouse Christmas Party 2008!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST82Zre0G0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/76injILsGU8/s1600-h/100_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST82YwKuANI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/nPjeTaYligw/s1600-h/100_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277997087176130770" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8wsQjPH6I/AAAAAAAAAcY/TMKVzOScmpQ/s320/100_0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8wsM8zzCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/10U0ziUjWPU/s1600-h/100_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277990824250166306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8wsM8zzCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/10U0ziUjWPU/s320/100_0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8116868338067050078?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8116868338067050078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8116868338067050078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8116868338067050078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8wtAx7xtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Ldp2nm_LWLc/s72-c/100_0169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7187900789395476754</id><published>2008-12-09T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:51:43.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8ukjv0uTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/RZhs1p71GUM/s1600-h/100_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277988493907507506" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8ujvEJh5I/AAAAAAAAAbw/6Nz8ANxdB9o/s320/100_0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8ui_zH70I/AAAAAAAAAbo/wOXbcNmUTqQ/s1600-h/100_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277988467077803842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8ui_zH70I/AAAAAAAAAbo/wOXbcNmUTqQ/s320/100_0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caden just chillin on the floor!&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/5368384960343380691-7187900789395476754?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7187900789395476754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/caden-just-chillin-on-floor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7187900789395476754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7187900789395476754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/caden-just-chillin-on-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8ukjv0uTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/RZhs1p71GUM/s72-c/100_0164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1822866902894286237</id><published>2008-12-09T20:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:40:54.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandon's Christmas Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8r_C6dddI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qmb2ZAMJVok/s1600-h/100_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277985650415334866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8r_C6dddI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qmb2ZAMJVok/s320/100_0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe you can see Brandon playing the trombone in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8r-_gOrfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/U5vGy_r6AfI/s1600-h/100_0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277985649500007922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8r-_gOrfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/U5vGy_r6AfI/s320/100_0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1822866902894286237?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1822866902894286237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/brandons-christmas-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1822866902894286237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1822866902894286237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/brandons-christmas-concert.html' title='Brandon&apos;s Christmas Concert'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8r_C6dddI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qmb2ZAMJVok/s72-c/100_0157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-8500337463011887964</id><published>2008-12-09T20:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:36:26.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving @ The Feathers Nest with the family!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8quyl8vaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qqpHCuwXN9M/s1600-h/100_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984271644802466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8quyl8vaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qqpHCuwXN9M/s320/100_0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jeff, looks like he had too many beers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8qup-_bzI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LQPhgc6mkhs/s1600-h/100_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984269333917490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8qup-_bzI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LQPhgc6mkhs/s320/100_0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry and Lindsey Lou, aren't they just cute together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8quSPdyrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7UhKBOCrH7s/s1600-h/100_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984262960564914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8quSPdyrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7UhKBOCrH7s/s320/100_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Linnette, looking good girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8qt4h5XZI/AAAAAAAAAa4/okPoGF9VdK8/s1600-h/100_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984256058547602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8qt4h5XZI/AAAAAAAAAa4/okPoGF9VdK8/s320/100_0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom trying on hats and scarves at Target, cutie cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-8500337463011887964?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/8500337463011887964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-feathers-nest-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8500337463011887964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/8500337463011887964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-feathers-nest-with-family.html' title='Thanksgiving @ The Feathers Nest with the family!!!'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/ST8quyl8vaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qqpHCuwXN9M/s72-c/100_0145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-6938799066078515727</id><published>2008-11-30T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:43:55.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCbh0K3RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/x5ZI1ntmmUc/s1600-h/100_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274491891793714450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCbh0K3RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/x5ZI1ntmmUc/s320/100_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Making the Fruit Salad, Yum Yum!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCbeCrIjI/AAAAAAAAAao/T_Wd1t6dMnI/s1600-h/100_0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274491890780807730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCbeCrIjI/AAAAAAAAAao/T_Wd1t6dMnI/s320/100_0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCatR5QRI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZkaMY08uMUQ/s1600-h/100_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274491877691310354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCatR5QRI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZkaMY08uMUQ/s320/100_0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCaUL1AUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CDWgUvqVeSw/s1600-h/100_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274491870954979650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCaUL1AUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CDWgUvqVeSw/s320/100_0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCacLxlcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ywUVXhc3tY4/s1600-h/100_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274491873102239170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCacLxlcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ywUVXhc3tY4/s320/100_0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-6938799066078515727?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/6938799066078515727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6938799066078515727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/6938799066078515727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLCbh0K3RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/x5ZI1ntmmUc/s72-c/100_0133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-7505016291886117742</id><published>2008-11-30T10:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:34:11.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANl6YuRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mbfeyXs2ANg/s1600-h/100_0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489453352106258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANl6YuRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mbfeyXs2ANg/s320/100_0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bob and Zach playing with trains in Dawn and Bob's basement, One of them even blew smoke, it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANVC6fUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/PLLRQD0sfr0/s1600-h/100_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489448824470850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANVC6fUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/PLLRQD0sfr0/s320/100_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANKZ44vI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RVinGk_79kI/s1600-h/100_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489445968044786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANKZ44vI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RVinGk_79kI/s320/100_0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLAM2UG0kI/AAAAAAAAAZw/QCRUsfXV2Xw/s1600-h/100_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489440575083074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLAM2UG0kI/AAAAAAAAAZw/QCRUsfXV2Xw/s320/100_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLAMll2q1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/YpQ5cEk-6u0/s1600-h/100_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489436086119250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLAMll2q1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/YpQ5cEk-6u0/s320/100_0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-7505016291886117742?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/7505016291886117742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/bob-and-zach-playing-with-trains-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7505016291886117742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/7505016291886117742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/bob-and-zach-playing-with-trains-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STLANl6YuRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mbfeyXs2ANg/s72-c/100_0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-1817993999819644020</id><published>2008-11-30T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:26:01.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STK-fBX-M6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/18-64tCKx8g/s1600-h/100_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274487553758475170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STK-fBX-M6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/18-64tCKx8g/s320/100_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Family's short bus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368384960343380691-1817993999819644020?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/1817993999819644020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/familys-short-bus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1817993999819644020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/1817993999819644020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/familys-short-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/STK-fBX-M6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/18-64tCKx8g/s72-c/100_0115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368384960343380691.post-2232234871536492262</id><published>2008-11-19T19:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:54:23.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCdatlLpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1ofYgtF54nI/s1600-h/100_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551274572820114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCdatlLpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1ofYgtF54nI/s320/100_0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Brandon and I hanging out, he is pretty bored these days, so his Big Sis has been hanging out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCc5rqQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SjPm5Uj5bZ8/s1600-h/100_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551265706394450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCc5rqQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SjPm5Uj5bZ8/s320/100_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Picture of Brandon, Bryan and Zach, sitting in the massage chairs at Furniture USA, what a bunch of dorks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCcNYy6uI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tsbm6KjDAWE/s1600-h/100_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551253816109794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCcNYy6uI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tsbm6KjDAWE/s320/100_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Zach and I, he hates taking pictures so, it was a quick one, but one none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5368384960343380691-2232234871536492262?l=zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/feeds/2232234871536492262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/brandon-and-i-hanging-out-he-is-pretty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2232234871536492262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368384960343380691/posts/default/2232234871536492262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zachandchristynorgaard.blogspot.com/2008/11/brandon-and-i-hanging-out-he-is-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833568922112367152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gLBOh_G4vWY/SSTCdatlLpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1ofYgtF54nI/s72-c/100_0112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
