<?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-8791104274099954487</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:40:20.710-06:00</updated><category term='Happy Times'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>~The Caufields~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-3885501852119238408</id><published>2009-08-18T23:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:48:48.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketchum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt;, Doris(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek's&lt;/span&gt; Grandma), Joyce(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek's&lt;/span&gt; Mom) and I all went up to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ketchum&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bellevue&lt;/span&gt;/Hailey(where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt; has been working for the last 7 months) area for a week to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Doris's&lt;/span&gt; condo. We had a great time. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt; got up and went to work each day, and us girls went site seeing in Sun Valley, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;junkin&lt;/span&gt;, and shopping. I love the area. Most of the nights were cold and we were consumed by the heat of the hot tub and I'm sure we are all fried inside due to the hours we spent soaking the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chlorine&lt;/span&gt; up!!! It was great, and I highly recommend spending a week up there if you can! Below are some pictures of our visit: Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is KK riding the wild hog statue at the farmer's market/art market they had going on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPJ3rNNwI/AAAAAAAAASY/D22VfBVMCrE/s1600-h/August+2009+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371544380296214274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPJ3rNNwI/AAAAAAAAASY/D22VfBVMCrE/s400/August+2009+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPJXwUWMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-HihszZ6OFc/s1600-h/August+2009+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371544371727718594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPJXwUWMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-HihszZ6OFc/s400/August+2009+109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up with Joyce's couson Delmer, that resides in right outside Hailey, with his wife Charlene, and their 13 year old daughter Lisa. We had a wonderful time visiting and Caylee had an even better time with Lisa in the hot tub! Two peas in a pod, they were unseperable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPIhqGioI/AAAAAAAAASI/F_12bCTlKf0/s1600-h/August+2009+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371544357206133378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPIhqGioI/AAAAAAAAASI/F_12bCTlKf0/s400/August+2009+110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPIBA6FxI/AAAAAAAAASA/KiMNcQddPfI/s1600-h/caylee+copy+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371544348443416338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPIBA6FxI/AAAAAAAAASA/KiMNcQddPfI/s400/caylee+copy+05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Darek on day during his lunch break and Caylee automatically was attracted to this dinosaur right outside Subway, she actually wanted her picture taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPHsYUk8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/74uNUUvWbPQ/s1600-h/August+2009+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371544342904476610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPHsYUk8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/74uNUUvWbPQ/s400/August+2009+097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-3885501852119238408?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/3885501852119238408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=3885501852119238408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/3885501852119238408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/3885501852119238408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/08/ketchum.html' title='Ketchum...'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouPJ3rNNwI/AAAAAAAAASY/D22VfBVMCrE/s72-c/August+2009+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-5115161906857101597</id><published>2009-08-18T22:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:27:01.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little update, blah blah blah, ramblings of Tiff....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; and I have been super busy this summer just having a blast!!! Its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt;, we are both unemployed(laid off :)) and loving it. We spend our days together, waking up around ten, remodeling, boating, going out and so one.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; even told one of our friends that "he should get fired, cause its so much fun!!!" Speaking of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt;, shes so cute, and getting so big, she starts school on the 31, but long story short(read on for the long version), we are moving again, so which school is now undecided!!! She hates having someone other then herself take her picture so getting her to pose was hard, that stinker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528470079806546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouArxgBHFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Ae2Cyas4deI/s400/phone+pic+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; one of her self portraits, I found it on my camera one day while I was going through deleting pics... I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help but post it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528463923619538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouArakRJtI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FRjoZQu6RhQ/s400/August+2009+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; our little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371531783199702242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouDsn1WvOI/AAAAAAAAARY/u87LHokzuQU/s400/August+2009+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation:  She loves the kiss pose and peace, but to explain why she is cross eyed... she has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dwayne&lt;/span&gt; Syndrome (AKA no muscle on the left part of her left eye causing her right eye to over compensate for the lack of movement from her left).  She now thinks its funny, and crosses her eyes all the time to show off, but the doc says let her do it, its only making any muscles she does have strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every summer, we've been out on the boat often, we love the summer heat.  This year our outing mostly consist of lucky peak, with awesome friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371531787091434786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouDs2VN3SI/AAAAAAAAARg/nhjojfwCtW8/s400/August+2009+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One weekend we took out Flo and her kids Casey and Van, and Ashley, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Casey's&lt;/span&gt; friend, they loved the tubes!!!  Good times, good friends what else could you ask for!!!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; them in action!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371531773684592466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouDsEYxr1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/MeokPiXYyGo/s400/August+2009+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; one of Florie and I, we had a blast!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528488286120962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouAs1UvbAI/AAAAAAAAARI/rCJcig0cNtM/s400/August+2009+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other exciting news.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; lost her first tooth, boy was she excited.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; a pic of her showing in loose, 2 days later it was gone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528480336845554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouAsXtfGvI/AAAAAAAAARA/UkdHITr4ITU/s400/Copy+of+August+2009+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have also had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; to visit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek's&lt;/span&gt; Half brothers family.  Jackson and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; are the same age, and Oakley is 2.5.   This was the first time I met the little guy, and boy is he a cutie, they both are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371531805560978322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouDt7Isu5I/AAAAAAAAARw/nGzGvgMWBFc/s400/August+2009+083.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently due to the wonderful weather, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt; has convinced me to take up fishing, although my lack of catching anything is causing some frustration, but hey, it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;relaxin&lt;/span&gt;.  Here's a picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; and a fish she reeled in, she was so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouArqjmteI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YcDpNNNgH2Q/s1600-h/August+2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528468215805410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouArqjmteI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YcDpNNNgH2Q/s400/August+2009+075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to a frustrating part of my life, moving.... we've moved more then 5 times in the last 5 years, and we have found a place we love and live in, a landlord we love, but neighbors we can't stand!!! We have two small dog, and yes, one is a barker (cut us some slack she is a min pin and min pins are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yappy&lt;/span&gt;).   So our neighbors all have 3+ dogs and yes all of them bark.  But for some reason, when we go out of town and someone dog &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;watches&lt;/span&gt; for us, our neighbors, or one in particular feels the need to call animal control and this time she wrote us an actual &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;misdemeanor&lt;/span&gt; citation for my dog being a bother barking at her.  Never once has she called when we are home! These old women come over and leave cheap ass dog food in my yard because they think my dogs are too skinny (hello look up a picture of a health dog, and you wont find one as fat as hers), this pisses me off cause the crap gives my dogs the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hershey&lt;/span&gt; squirts that i have to clean up after.  So after investigating some what, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; come to find out that my dogs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; outrageous barks, and they only bark when the neighbors hold &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt; meeting in front of my house!!!  HELLO does anyone see something wrong with this picture?  So now we have to go to court and fight this so its not on our record, and guess what, the neighbor has to go to court also, ha ha ha she never saw that coming!  She thought we would get a fine, come to find out the judge decides that, and she's (the neighbor) mad!!!!  All i have to say is "you get what you give"!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another aspect of my life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; causing some stress is my former employer!!!!  I got a call on Thursday, stating that they want me back temporarily.  IF i say no... i could lose my unemployment, if i say yes... more money then before!!! but less time for my family and myself!!!  And this job totally stresses me out!!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;We'll&lt;/span&gt; see how it all pans out... everything happens for a reason, right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the most part to sum my life up... "God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy"...&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/8791104274099954487-5115161906857101597?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/5115161906857101597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=5115161906857101597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/5115161906857101597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/5115161906857101597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-little-update-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Just a little update, blah blah blah, ramblings of Tiff....'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SouArxgBHFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Ae2Cyas4deI/s72-c/phone+pic+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-764740142384549304</id><published>2009-06-24T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:32:26.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've come to realize.....</title><content type='html'>I got this from one of my friends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; blogs and thought that I would give it a try... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thanx&lt;/span&gt; Lacey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that prescription drugs really work if somethings really indeed is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that working out makes me feel like a much better person, mental physically... basically in all ways.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize I let little things annoy me that shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that going back to school is going to be one of the best choices I could make right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that not matter how old you are, you can still have fun.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that my daughter is my everything, even though she can make me so mad.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that certain people can not be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that I have a problem with putting my phone on silent and losing it.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care what others think!&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that I am NOT a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that I'm Obsessive &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Compulsive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that my best friends are my husband and my twin sister.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that my husband does way more for me then I give him credit for.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that money isn't everything and doesn't create happiness, but dang it, it sure does help!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that reading relaxes and calms me down.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize if someone is a true friend, then they'll be there for you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that true friends do not complicate my life, and vice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that spending time on me, makes me more happy.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize its not what you wear, but how you wear it.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that my family is great.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize and accept that I lack self control, and am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consciously&lt;/span&gt; working on it!&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize if I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; speak up, nothing will ever change.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that people need there personal space and time.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that working &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;solely&lt;/span&gt; to make money is not worth the time and effort to be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that life is too short to be unhappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-764740142384549304?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/764740142384549304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=764740142384549304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/764740142384549304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/764740142384549304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-come-to-realize.html' title='I&apos;ve come to realize.....'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-8746309191664196849</id><published>2009-05-19T20:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:00:45.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Lucky Peak...</title><content type='html'>A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; of weeks ago, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to go get the boat, clean it up, and make some improvements. We added a stereo, speakers, a new horn, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;summarized&lt;/span&gt; it, cleaned and wax it. Saturday, it was way hot (in the 90's) and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; bare it any longer, we had to get up to the lake. Our friends, Cory, Lacy and Emmett wanted to go the hot springs up past Lucky Peak and decided to head up to the lake with us, and head out later. Due to unfortunate events, we were unable to make it to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hot springs&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;manage&lt;/span&gt; to have a great time anyway. Cory, Lacy and Emmett left for the night, but we decided to make it our first camping trip of the season and stay over night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Burr&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNtn-Sa_UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bSR-sZT5Qbs/s1600-h/Lucky+Peak++5-17+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was it cold cause we ruffed it in a tent. We woke up the next morning eager to get in the lake. Our awesome friends Gary, Flo and Van Dempsey met us up there for an even greater time.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731202599442802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNuP411WXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XQUGMB36KvU/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some showing off on the bike, Gary broke three ribs... ouch, but you cant tell in the picture below, he hides it pretty well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flo and I had a blast talking and sun bathing, she even got on the tubes, but said once she felt her brain rattling around she had to stop!!! I love that chick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731214203630690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNuQkEfNGI/AAAAAAAAAPc/VTnfhtyrRH0/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the dogs and they as well had a great time. Hershey, like always ran off, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to come back, thank god for cages!!!!! She's our little runner, and prisoner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731207960882274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNuQM0GbGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0gi35NBR3gg/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; had a blast, her she is showing off her new swimsuit her Grandma Joyce got her. She says to tell you all that you should never buy a swimming suit that looks like it has flowers on it cause bees love you when you wear it. I think she got that from her dad.... who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731209530984994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNuQSqcSiI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hClwbjFt0kE/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shes my little cutie, a brat sometime, but my everything!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337731208655326050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNuQPZqy2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/O3_18MIrlSs/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to kill me, but I couldn't resist, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; a picture of my man in his ghetto fabulous white trash outfit!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Watch out&lt;/span&gt; for those socks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337733237428082882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNwGVKyWMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-Ub3Evr6gZg/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Van, Flo and Gary's son seemed to have a good time, Joyce taught him how to cast off the boat, he went tubing with me, and played in the water. Don't look at me, i look gross!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337734014387965634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNwzjkdTsI/AAAAAAAAAPs/QrElJaGc6Og/s400/Lucky+Peak++5-17+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the weekend turned out pretty good, next we wont rush &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; though!!!! And if any of you are interested in boating with us, just throw me a line and we'll go out sometime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-8746309191664196849?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/8746309191664196849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=8746309191664196849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/8746309191664196849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/8746309191664196849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-at-lucky-peak.html' title='Fun at Lucky Peak...'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/ShNuP411WXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XQUGMB36KvU/s72-c/Lucky+Peak++5-17+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-1806908323180546294</id><published>2009-05-08T09:12:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:47:24.911-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Crochet, Crochet, Crochet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As some of you may know, one of my favorite hobbies is crocheting!!!! It calms me down when I’m &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stressin&lt;/span&gt;’! Over the last couple weeks I have bought some patterns and made a few things! I’m loving the hats with brims, and have made several, different variations and such. For Easter, my sister bought her daughter a cute sundress from Old Navy, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Terah&lt;/span&gt; mentioned something about needing something to go over it. So I hopped in and made her a cardigan type thing, cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Terah&lt;/span&gt; is always making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; and me such cute things!!! Here is a picture of it!!! I love these kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333471970005142114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgRMf6-oymI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MZtX-ViUeG4/s320/h+and+d+from+easter+2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an awesome pattern for a pea coat for my daughter that I just had to make it. She’s not keen on things I make (at 5, who would have known), so to try and make it easier, I let her pick out the color that she wanted it to be, and what do you know she chose red, my favorite color. I finished if off with some leather covered buttons I found in Baker City! Sadly, it barely fits her, and she hates the color. I asked her why she chose red, and she simple said, “Mom, cause it’s you’re favorite”(it melted my heart to know she kept track of stuff like that). Some lucky girl will get it(if her mom wants it)!! I’m working on making several other, but for now, time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t permit for me to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzH44-PYNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RA0w1YA4pYI/s1600-h/Pictures+MAy+2009_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335859438707237074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzH44-PYNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RA0w1YA4pYI/s320/Pictures+MAy+2009_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzH4_cmRTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MQ0CWmPxYCk/s1600-h/Pictures+MAy+2009_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335859440445179186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzH4_cmRTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MQ0CWmPxYCk/s320/Pictures+MAy+2009_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzH4xlBynI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-iIPUbIMMMA/s1600-h/Pictures+MAy+2009_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335859436722440818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzH4xlBynI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-iIPUbIMMMA/s320/Pictures+MAy+2009_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also made some hats, and I convinced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; to model them for me (you call tell by the look on her face!!!!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzJNvOdIPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dB4Uld_psBY/s1600-h/Pictures+MAy+2009_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335860896379773170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzJNvOdIPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dB4Uld_psBY/s320/Pictures+MAy+2009_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzJNphh3BI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GFGlx5ov1zU/s1600-h/Pictures+MAy+2009_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335860894849162258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgzJNphh3BI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GFGlx5ov1zU/s320/Pictures+MAy+2009_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made some other stuff, and will update you later with the other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for now, my hubby is home and we are off to dinner.  &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/8791104274099954487-1806908323180546294?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/1806908323180546294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=1806908323180546294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/1806908323180546294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/1806908323180546294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/05/crochet-crochet-crochet.html' title='Crochet, Crochet, Crochet'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgRMf6-oymI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MZtX-ViUeG4/s72-c/h+and+d+from+easter+2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-6990739674266008077</id><published>2009-05-08T09:01:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:18:37.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>April 2009</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Caufields&lt;/span&gt; Life’s been a bit hectic lately, time flies, and I seriously don’t know what happened to it. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don’t get me wrong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;it’s been great&lt;/span&gt;, things have been looking up, and we as the Caufield’s are&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;truly happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We added yet another family member to our household&lt;/span&gt;, she’s a 3 yr old Min Pin named &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hershey&lt;/span&gt;. Caylee has given her the name she-she, and surprisingly, she’s listens more when called she-she then by her real name. She’s a cutie and really a good dog. Goofy isn’t too fond of her yet, he wants &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;all the attention&lt;/span&gt;! He’s been acting depressed like we don’t love him, but we all do, especially Caylee (in a prior blog we (I) stated he was dumb, but he truthfully is getting smarter by the day, thank God!!!)!!! Here’s a picture of our new dog, not a good one, but better with follow with in the week! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333468767292983650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgRJlf8jiWI/AAAAAAAAANs/8xMMLaTSLgg/s320/hersey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life for me in the last 2 months has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;changed dramatically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I’m happier, fatter, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loving life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For Instance&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who in their right mind would admit that&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They’re on a anti-depressant/anxiety pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They’re loving every minute of it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right. One thing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I am thankful&lt;/span&gt; for at the moment is LEXAPRO. I’ve been on it for about 2 months, and I’m loving it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’m not nervous over stupid stuff anymore&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t dread going to work as much as I use to, and I don’t &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;overreact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over stupid things like I use to!!! My O.C.D. has calmed way down, and my house isn’t in perfect order like I like it to be, and it doesn’t bug me!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only down side is I want to eat all the time!!!&lt;/span&gt; Will power/self control HERE I COME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m also very thankful for my Daughter &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, she brings an endless amount of joy to our life’s with her never ending conversations about her life stories as a 5 year old. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She’s moody like a 14 year old, but full of optimism like you wouldn’t believe&lt;/span&gt;. Looking back at my childhood years, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Caylee and I are exact opposites&lt;/span&gt;. I was very shy, and she is very outgoing, she must get it from her dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469038596782994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgRJ1Soa-5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/eSr5Q6WKjps/s320/easter+2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very thankful for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, how hard he works to provide for our family! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the last couple weeks, with him being gone, we have become closer, which is awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333469316287650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgRKFdHFXFI/AAAAAAAAAN8/iXsTeTCmeiI/s320/d+and+t+easter+o9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-6990739674266008077?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/6990739674266008077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=6990739674266008077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/6990739674266008077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/6990739674266008077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/05/caufields-lifes-been-bit-hectic-lately.html' title='April 2009'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SgRJlf8jiWI/AAAAAAAAANs/8xMMLaTSLgg/s72-c/hersey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-4265025267500697187</id><published>2009-03-11T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:50:18.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time, time, time, no time!</title><content type='html'>Here’s a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tib&lt;/span&gt;-bit about our life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite hectic to say the least.   With in the last month we’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Darek's&lt;/span&gt; 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday (man he's old) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caylee's&lt;/span&gt; 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday (it's gone by so quick).  I’m really bad at remembering to take pictures, so hence the lack for either (yes I’m a bad mom and wife).  We celebrated with family and friends and had a wonderful time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Terah&lt;/span&gt; and Ben came down two weekends in a row, it was a blast.  We can’t wait to see them next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; turning 5, Kindergarten is on its way!  My mom was reading in the newspaper of a program that the Boise Library put on for 3-6 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;, a Kindergarten preparedness class.  Needing all the help I can get preparing for my first and only child going to school, I enrolled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt;.  This is a 6 week session, classes every Thursday night involving the parents and child.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; absolutely loves the time she spends there.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t seem very interested in the other kid but she loves Ms. Tammy the teacher.  Thursday March 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I will be taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; to Kindergarten registration at the school we think she’ll be attending (depending on whether we move again) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Koelsch&lt;/span&gt; Elementary.  I briefly mentioned this to her and she was ecstatic, so we’ll see how it goes (I’ll take my camera, I promise)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt; is a construction worker, as many of you know, and as a construction worker, he comes in handy (he can fix/build anything) but his work schedule can be sometimes hectic and bothersome.  He has been working out of town in Hailey for a couple of weeks now, and I it’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;takin&lt;/span&gt;’ its toll on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Caylee&lt;/span&gt; and me (mostly me)! L  I’m getting stressed out not having him home at night, and missing him like crazy.  Days seem longer, nights shorter, and weekends even shorter, like there’s not enough time to get anything done!  And it may seem stupid, but I don’t exactly love the neighborhood we live in, I stay up at night thinking about what might happen, who might break in and it freaks me out.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Darek&lt;/span&gt; is my man who make everything bad disappear.  I miss him tons!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;As I stated in a prior posting, I received my end date of April 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2009, as being my official last day with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Supervalu&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Albertsons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;LLC&lt;/span&gt;.  Last Friday, I received the actual paperwork making it surreal!!!! I was totally counting down the days, 39 and counting baby…. But today I got the unfortunate news… they want to extend my stay once again, til around June 1st.   I am ecstatic that they think I provide that much to the team, but honestly, I was looking forward to leaving, and I’m tired of being everyone’s B, if ya know what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;glimps&lt;/span&gt; of our life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-4265025267500697187?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/4265025267500697187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=4265025267500697187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/4265025267500697187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/4265025267500697187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-time-time-no-time.html' title='Time, time, time, no time!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-8596088451866712118</id><published>2009-02-19T11:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:27:58.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I'm It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was tagged!!!!!!! Tagged with something that is so hard for me to explain to others, the things I am thankful for!  Reading my sisters blog, I found it very inspirational.  From some anticipation from my sister Terah, I decided I would give it a shot.  Here goes nothing (and it only took me a couple of hours!!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't hate me... I just need a reason to be thankful, so I though I would write 10 reasons as to why I am thankful this very moment. If you are tagged... please re post on your blog, or face book, or wherever... Being thankful is GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;  I am thankful for my beautiful little girl, Caylee, who will soon be 5.  For her relentless love, through the good times, and through the harsh times, reminding me that regardless of how I may act, that she'll always love me for whom I am.   She is my everything, she keeps me on my toes, and reminds me each day how blessed I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;  I am thankful for having the means and ability to read and write.  I know it's weird but before my senior year in high school I hated writing, reading, anything of that nature.  That year, I learned that through writing I can express myself more then I could ever verbally.  Writing has made me more expressive and a better communicator and I am very thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;  I am thankful for my husband.  He puts up with more then any man should ever have to, and he still loves me for who I am and all the shit I put him through.  His so talented and can fix almost anything, saving us a whole lot of money all the time!  I rarely give him the credit he deserves, but I truly am thankful for him and all that he does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;  I am thankful for my twin sister, Terah.  She is my best friend! Only after her and her family moved away, have I realized how important, awesome, creative and crafty she really is.  She motivates me to do things I normally wouldn't do.  With out her, I would have no inspiration for decorating, remodeling, working out, or anything crafty.  She inspired me to create a blog and showed me the ins and out.  She very giving and compassionate in everything she does, and that’s why I am so thankful for her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;  I thankful for my mom deciding way back when, to become a childcare provider, so that she could stay home with us kids.  She was always there for us, always going the extra mile! As I am not so lucky to be able to say home with my child, she has stepped in and provided a safe and loving childcare environment for my Caylee.  I will forever be indebted to her for this.  Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;  I'm thankful for my mom always pushing me as a child to learn how to crochet.  Although I did not allow her to teach me (as a teenager I was dumb and didn’t want to learn an old lady hobby, which its not!!!!) she has embedded a life long hobby, something that allows me to sit down, relax, and create something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm thankful for color books and markers.  Coloring has allowed me to relate more to my daughter, being one of her favorite things to do, we'll sit down and color for hours talking about random stuff, reiterating what a real gem she really is.  Plus at times, coloring keep her preoccupied which gives me time to catch up on my chores/daily activities!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt;  I'm thankful for my family and everything they do for me, and everything they've done to make me the person I am!  My grandparents ...  My parents taught me to have faith, to be respectful.  My mom has show me true endurance in all ways, she has taught me to believe!!!  My dad taught me competitiveness.  My brother has showed me how to be a respected leader.  My sister Dana has showed me true compassion when I thought nobody cared!  My sister Terah is just awesome as stated in 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt;  I am thankful for my in-laws and extended family and all they have done for me and my family and their continued support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm thankful for our dumb dog Goofy.  He keeps our house happy and giddy.  He shows us unconditional love every time we come and go.  He lets Caylee torment him like he's her brother.  When I think I'm having a bad day, I sit down rub this ears, and thank god that I'm not a 4 legged creature like him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tag: You’re It! Express your thankfulness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-8596088451866712118?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/8596088451866712118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=8596088451866712118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/8596088451866712118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/8596088451866712118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag I&apos;m It!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-8404745190708469199</id><published>2009-02-12T17:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:31:57.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times'/><title type='text'>It's Official!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, I'am NOT Pregnant!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What were you thinking!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last year, one work day, nothing out the ordinary, our department received notice of a mandatory meeting. We all made our way over to the GO (big building to the left of our building) to find out that our jobs were going to be outsourced to India!!!! We couldn't believe it, who or what company in their right mind would send their finances to India???? We after several weeks/months of training Indias, I have come to hate(very strong word, but used 100% in the right way) my job! Its like teaching a 5 year old something complicated and expecting them to understand everything, the ins and outs etc! And may I add, common sense ain't so common these days!!! I could go on and on, but I'll spare you the pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, my last day of work with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPERVALU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be 4/17/2008. I know for some this would be tragic, but it absolutely made my day :) I'm taking this as a new beginning!!! Im going to start college (something I've been wanting to do for a long time)! I'll be able to spend some well deserved one on one time with my daughter before she starts kindergarten :( !!! She's getting so big, so quick! I'll be able to focus on my family for once!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooray for severance packages and unemployment!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my life (seriously)!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-8404745190708469199?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/8404745190708469199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=8404745190708469199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/8404745190708469199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/8404745190708469199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!!!!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-4227719422857419802</id><published>2009-01-26T14:59:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:10:21.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Baker City or Bust!</title><content type='html'>Over the last month our family has had the pleasure of visting Ben, Terah, Hayden and Adyson, not once, but twice. Them moving away has made us realize how important they really are, how much we love them and how much we miss them. Thankfully 2 hrs in the car isn't too long, the drive really isnt that bad, so visit won't be seldom. Our last visit flew by and we were so consumed with what we were doing, we forgot to take any pictures. Below are some pictures from our first visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided one day to take a walk to the park(in the extreme cold, yes we're crazy, but we needed the excerise!!!) and take some pictures. The kids were thrilled about the park, but not too much about the pictures. Below is one of Caylee, Ady, and Hayden crawling through the cement tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4y0DJ6gSI/AAAAAAAAALY/lQsFgP6KOjY/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295726081615757602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4y0DJ6gSI/AAAAAAAAALY/lQsFgP6KOjY/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben had the wonderful idea to take a picture with the camera on a timer, and it turned out awesome. I love it, and will be framing it to hang our my home!!! Thanks Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yztYyikI/AAAAAAAAALQ/R7R7QrGPhxs/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295726075772570178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yztYyikI/AAAAAAAAALQ/R7R7QrGPhxs/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terah and Ben's camera was working wonders that day, we all "look" so happy, amazing, LOL, just kidding. We are all happy!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725878900695762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yoP-4ItI/AAAAAAAAAK4/awyptX_YZJg/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yzUy2c5I/AAAAAAAAALI/5LWXPwm1Nq4/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's one I took of Terah and Bens Family, how cute they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yzJCoRnI/AAAAAAAAALA/gn65wCXdQhc/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295726066015946354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yzJCoRnI/AAAAAAAAALA/gn65wCXdQhc/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a valentines present for my parents and grandparents I am making a collage of the last three photos together. I hope they love it! I know I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a cute picture of my sister and neice Ady, man I love that kid (I think she looks more like me, ha ha ha, just kidden Terah, but comm'on, someone's kid has got to look like me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yoLd--pI/AAAAAAAAAKw/239Ocyi2Nug/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725877688990354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yoLd--pI/AAAAAAAAAKw/239Ocyi2Nug/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who says adults cant act like kids, I truely had a good time, look at my excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4ynuqzgXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/i-ylxS9bIq4/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725869958136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4ynuqzgXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/i-ylxS9bIq4/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like we were back in elementary school. Ben and Darek couldn't get Terah and I off the teeter-totter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4ynf7KxFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rmsbedhjN9M/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725866000237650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4ynf7KxFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rmsbedhjN9M/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caylee and Hayden had a blast together! Being away, I think, has made them realize it's not good to fight with eachother, rather, playing is best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4ynd4szNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v-wotYvy20E/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725865453014226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4ynd4szNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v-wotYvy20E/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both embarassed after this picture, Terah and I will be sure to keep it as black male. JK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yXiKwzMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gPeKu8iZhlw/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725591724608706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yXiKwzMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gPeKu8iZhlw/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caylee being a poser (just like her dad, jk) and Hayden with his animated face (and noises)!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yXcErf3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3UBaHrdbqC8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725590088482674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yXcErf3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3UBaHrdbqC8/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ady and I had to get in some of the fun, so we decided to make some faces of our own (yeah, I know, I'm a dork, but this dork had a great time with her neice!!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yXXHxsnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jnvtzIglSnY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725588759294578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yXXHxsnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jnvtzIglSnY/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295725571226187314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4yWVzjtjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EsJDGysgro8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there will be many more visits to come and I will totally be looking forward to each and every one. We love the WEAVER family!!!! &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/8791104274099954487-4227719422857419802?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/4227719422857419802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=4227719422857419802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/4227719422857419802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/4227719422857419802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Baker City or Bust!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX4y0DJ6gSI/AAAAAAAAALY/lQsFgP6KOjY/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-801834175048865655</id><published>2009-01-14T12:15:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:46:28.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Friends Friends!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just recently we have been "reunited" with some long lost friends. David and Candice White. What a blessing they have been throughout these last couple months helping us move and being there for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;***Candice has been one of my best friends since high school, and David was my husbands roommate from long ago, and the one that actually introduced Darek and I (thanks David)! I introduce Candice to David and now they are happily married. Who would have thought it would all end up like this!*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;David and Candice have 3 beautiful little girls, Cassidy, Caylin, and Colbie. We love those girls, and Caylee is so excited that Cassidy is her friend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47rjXN5TI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G_DT1qS1dkM/s1600-h/1.12.2009+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291232231619945778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47rjXN5TI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G_DT1qS1dkM/s320/1.12.2009+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of Caylee and Cassidy together having a good time in the snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When David and Darek get together, there’s always a great time to be had. David made a sled from left over supplies, and Darek was eager to take it out for a test run. After a snowy night, the next day, we decide that we all would go out to Black’s Creek and go sledding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47iub0m5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TXTKk-XiNJY/s1600-h/1.12.2009+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291232079973227410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47iub0m5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TXTKk-XiNJY/s320/1.12.2009+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here’s a bit of our pre-sledding adventure, testing their new matching pink camo snow suits in our front yard, Caylin joining in some big girl play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47XukkPHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HtMk0Gpeg1g/s1600-h/1.12.2009+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291231891031342194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47XukkPHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HtMk0Gpeg1g/s320/1.12.2009+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caylee and I excited to get in the snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291231760770497010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47QJT9efI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uqMYImv6epQ/s320/1.12.2009+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darek, Caylee and I stuffed in the truck on our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47FC8rtKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/SMOApv6ug38/s1600-h/1.12.2009+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291231570083689634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47FC8rtKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/SMOApv6ug38/s320/1.12.2009+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, Candice and Family leading the way!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;David was the first to try it out, down a rather steep hill.&lt;br /&gt;He went fast!!! Once I saw how much fun he had, I had to try it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46nNMZEEI/AAAAAAAAAII/gV3JEWEN9zw/s1600-h/1.12.2009+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291231057437855810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46nNMZEEI/AAAAAAAAAII/gV3JEWEN9zw/s320/1.12.2009+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a push from David I was on my way, scared to death but no turning back! I caught some major air!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There was no convincing Cassidy, she already had it in her mind that she was going to do it. Caylee on the other hand, wasn’t so sure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46gQQHC9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/PlyoerV0RDQ/s1600-h/1.12.2009+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291230937999674322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46gQQHC9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/PlyoerV0RDQ/s320/1.12.2009+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a few minutes later, Cassidy had Caylee climbing up the hill, we got her on the sled with Cassidy and away they went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46TXfiKHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DieKJKjPvrg/s1600-h/1.12.2009+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291230716605114482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46TXfiKHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DieKJKjPvrg/s320/1.12.2009+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caylee hated it, Cassidy wanted to go again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46MgZvqGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_cI9wANbL8A/s1600-h/1.12.2009+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291230598737668194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46MgZvqGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_cI9wANbL8A/s320/1.12.2009+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Daughter, how cute they are!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46GpO0-VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dYYICDUjL9A/s1600-h/1.12.2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291230498028583250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW46GpO0-VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dYYICDUjL9A/s320/1.12.2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so of the snow kicking our behinds, we decided to head back, Caylin, Cassidy and Caylee all enjoyed the ride back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so greatful that David, Candice and their family are back in our life. Not having their friendship for many years made us realize what a blessing they really are. Thanks guys! Luv ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-801834175048865655?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/801834175048865655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=801834175048865655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/801834175048865655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/801834175048865655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends-friends-friends.html' title='Friends Friends Friends!!!!!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW47rjXN5TI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G_DT1qS1dkM/s72-c/1.12.2009+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-3346019010344074251</id><published>2009-01-14T09:57:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:14:52.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW4jsSDJqHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/S3ycD-yFLBQ/s1600-h/1.12.2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last couple months have been a bit hectic in our household(s); needless to say no blogging has gone on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got news in December that our closet family members, my twin sister Terah, her husband Ben, and kids, Hayden and Ady, were up and moving to Baker City due to a job offer Ben had received. We were sad to see them go, but Baker City is only 2 hours away, and a great excuse to get out of Boise. We will be visiting often cause we miss them tons, already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43U0TW52I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cF4ECc2LXlM/s1600-h/Dana+Tiffany+&amp;amp;+Terah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227442983659362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43U0TW52I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cF4ECc2LXlM/s320/Dana+Tiffany+%26+Terah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the last pictures my sisters and I had together before Terah moved (from left to right, Dana, my older sister, me, and Terah, my twin). Excuse what we look like; we had just finished cleaning Terah’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since November, we have also had to move, twice! Once out of a rental foreclose(long story, yuck), and once out of a friends rental(another long short story, yuck)! Luckily we were able to find an awesome place that we all love and it suits our needs perfectly, plus our landlord seems pretty awesome too! We are finally settled and ready to get on with our life’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also ecstatic to announce we added a member to our family, a dog Goofy (that’s the name he came with). As Caylee would put it, “he’s a mixed dog, first Chihuahua and then Min Pin” and “he’s the best part of our family!!!!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43HSDZ0MI/AAAAAAAAAHY/e9eli5kToy4/s1600-h/Goofy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227210451636418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43HSDZ0MI/AAAAAAAAAHY/e9eli5kToy4/s320/Goofy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goofy at his best! He honestly wouldn't hurt a fly, some call him dumb, I call him special! he’s a great little dog, we love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43HPLJpPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/P9RcbMyvH1w/s1600-h/Caylee+And+Goofy!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291227209678824690" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43HPLJpPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/P9RcbMyvH1w/s320/Caylee+And+Goofy!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caylee “loves him most” and shows it with her never ending torment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be updated with more blogs to come throughout the week! Enjoy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-3346019010344074251?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/3346019010344074251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=3346019010344074251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/3346019010344074251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/3346019010344074251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SW43U0TW52I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cF4ECc2LXlM/s72-c/Dana+Tiffany+%26+Terah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-7128669742775597168</id><published>2008-11-07T10:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:47:17.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>No Time No Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SRR_ZGd74II/AAAAAAAAAEI/UciNHWyYwcQ/s1600-h/Caylee+Oct+2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265973933512581250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SRR_ZGd74II/AAAAAAAAAEI/UciNHWyYwcQ/s320/Caylee+Oct+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It seems lately that I have no time to do anything other then work, so what better time then at work to work on my blog :) !!!!!!!!!  I took this picture of Caylee with my cell phone after visiting POJO's in Boise, her favorite place of all time!  After having a blast playing several games and winning lots of tickets, she wanted to buy these purple teeth to go with her Halloween Costume (a purple princess).  When she got them I made her pose so I could take a picture with my cell so she could see what they looked like.  I loved the smile!  Needless to say, she lost the teeth before Halloween and couldn't wear them, but she had a good time regardless. I promise to make Blogging more of a habit and blog more next week.&lt;/span&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/8791104274099954487-7128669742775597168?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/7128669742775597168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=7128669742775597168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/7128669742775597168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/7128669742775597168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-time-no-time.html' title='No Time No Time!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SRR_ZGd74II/AAAAAAAAAEI/UciNHWyYwcQ/s72-c/Caylee+Oct+2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791104274099954487.post-4946814921212102586</id><published>2008-10-30T15:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:40:54.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things about me!</title><content type='html'>This is something I saw on my sister’s blog, and I thought I would give it a try and post it as my first blog so ya’ll know a little more bout’ me! So here goes nothin’...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My name is Tiffany Dawn Caufield&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call me Tiff…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But don’t call me Tiffy, Tiffie, Tiffers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won’t respond, unless you’re my neice!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to refinish old junky furniture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to go Junking at thrift stores!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It peeves me when people do things half assed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE Craigslist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I’m required to do it, I procrastinate,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I’m not required, I’ll finish faster then you know!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My daughter is my everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m sassy, very sassy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to scrapbook, but can’t handle the mess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thrive for change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My job was outsourced to India and I want to be laid off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m scared to start school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no college education :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parental Figures drive me crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get way too attached, way too fast.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m learning to love my husband more and more everyday all over again!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love him more then he or anyone knows.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don’t have internet access at home!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m going grey FAST!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m so organized at work it makes people look bad,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It makes people mad!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I waste a lot of time at work!!!! A lot because I dont have a lot to do !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband thinks I’m crazy/bi-polar?!?!?!?!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m not!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I admire my husband for his abilities to fix/make things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do my laundry meticulously. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And hate when others do it (even my husband)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My towels have to be folded a certain way!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sanitize my counters all the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate touching raw meat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Love Sudoku (fiendish the hard games).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I had a better relationship with my parents and in laws!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When my mother in-law is in town, I do NOT clean my house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m very indecisive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love t.v.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But hate to watch it (it’s too time consuming). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I had a better/closer relationship with some old time friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love diet pills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love energy drinks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Especially sugar free, low carb ones!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a twin, the older one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I keep work professional regardless of others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use the phrase “ur momma” in excess! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband and brother in-law look a lot alike,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People often get them confused.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don’t love shopping as much as I use to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use to be an adrenaline junkie,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And now I’m scared to death of getting hurt doing something dangerous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a motorcycle permit,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I don’t know how to ride a motorcycle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my friend Tamar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I often wonder why I did the things I did,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And why I do the things I do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love reading about other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m a fanatic of watching people wherever I go!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m artistic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I don’t want people to know it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love driving standard (not automatic) cars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don’t wear my wedding ring/band.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a big fatty princess cut diamond ring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband won’t ever buy me one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m jealous of those who wear one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a hard time trusting people,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yet think everyone should trust me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I let my daughter stay up way too late because I don’t see her during the day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can remember unimportant details from long ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forget the important ones from 5 minutes ago. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love McDonalds food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not force a religion on my daughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have lived in Boise Idaho my entire life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to move far, far away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But wont due to my husband having no desire to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family doesn’t realize how much I care because I don’t show it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to have a little boy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But I don’t want anymore kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make lists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And then throw them away before completing anything on them. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YAZ keeps my sain!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love scary roller coasters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate any type of swings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My twin sister’s kids look more like me then my own child does.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate the furniture in my bedroom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I often ask my husband to do something and then get irritated when he doesn’t do it the way I want it to be done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get over things quickly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m very open minded.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m too fat to wakeboard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thrive on making things easy for people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’d value quality over quantity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Childish drama/games drive me crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’ve never been close to my older sister.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I easily zone people out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I prefer a guy friend over a girlfriend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I believe that in the work force life skills don’t take precedent over technical skills, ever!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know way more about my husband then he’ll ever know about me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love tacos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pay close attention to why people act the way they do in order to try figure them out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791104274099954487-4946814921212102586?l=tiff-caufield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/feeds/4946814921212102586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791104274099954487&amp;postID=4946814921212102586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/4946814921212102586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791104274099954487/posts/default/4946814921212102586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiff-caufield.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 Things about me!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00193596859771799892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCC2lYE5i0k/SX5H7KEl8nI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P4Vlywk3ISw/S220/1.12.2009+039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
