tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49343361448133206252024-02-07T04:41:09.114-08:00the medium sizersjonathon & rachel den beste
Est. 2006the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-6864027375344174982009-10-31T08:09:00.000-07:002009-10-31T10:19:10.789-07:00Mexico fun time, aka Honeymoon 2this is my first little blog so here we go. I am posting my stuff and then rach can post the stuff she wants. So this is what we did...went to the sweetest resort, sat by the pool drank virgin pina coladas (love happy hour 2 for 1), catamaran tour to isla mujeres, and the chichen-itza (mayan ruins) tour. all very very fun, to bad we don't have more time. I guess you can only relax so much. ha whatever<div><br /></div><div>rachel is not the sailor she thought she was. :)</div><div><br /><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzWVSg3Rujybvnf6IWOmdjiIWMVjDcPuz-g9tGgWa7h2ZuYVVLCslRnul1cenEyyWw9bq562An9qqn0UYV7cA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>fun little cenote swim (google it)</div><div><br /></div></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwkwqFWiR8PvnE-ebI58LoLWMplnj8M77-2_DPBNVQif0k-vFUr4baXn9BqgYN66up50RRa5NM39fA9ruKGCQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>basically we had a ton of fun and enjoyed our time together, fell deeper in love and became better friends.</div>the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-82059887684157261372009-09-06T21:06:00.000-07:002009-09-06T22:05:31.054-07:00welcome home stranger!<div style="text-align: center;"><a e877ef805="true" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFMFTEnksitYH1tgIF2CVFYtFBWj_SXx2m5s57Tiv8xfLIR0mrEcHxdtAmnAKehDzXJg_DefbrBmGCQmwHuarqCV5Jt-HwCT9632YX3oCYWKJ4WTQRzw3gU_VTkNlUBQFZyeYZK4p1-r8/s1600-h/marine+dc+pic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFMFTEnksitYH1tgIF2CVFYtFBWj_SXx2m5s57Tiv8xfLIR0mrEcHxdtAmnAKehDzXJg_DefbrBmGCQmwHuarqCV5Jt-HwCT9632YX3oCYWKJ4WTQRzw3gU_VTkNlUBQFZyeYZK4p1-r8/s400/marine+dc+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378573980925406674" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"In memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children-</span><span style="font-style: italic;">"</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">-Alma 46:12</span><br /><br /></div>jonathon is finally coming home! i don't have an exact date yet, but i know it's before the end of the month!!!!! i am so excited and looking forward to getting my husband, lover, and best friend back in my life! it will be like our first year of marriage all over! ha! oh boy....not again! ;)<br />i want to say 'thank you' to you babe. thank you for your sacrifice and hard work over the past 6 yrs and especially for the last 6 mos in that dry desert land. i can't believe we've made it through this craziness.... thank you for your dedication and devotion to our country. you have truly been selfless. i have been blessed daily because of your efforts. i have looked to you for an example and in the process, fallen even more in love with you. i am grateful for all you have done for me, our family, friends and fellow men. i love you. welcome home handsome.the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-36299077218953552152009-07-31T12:18:00.000-07:002009-07-31T12:27:33.810-07:00my bald boyfriend<a e82461674c654bd71="true" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplzNvu-5R7TzsTQPM-d_cxousbKldjxXtYhPzYG0k4J9c86ruXdHGL6JBIoIZHQzrEfG_Srvj_nZ6GYIjwO5jQvcdRYb7RUMcbdWiDTk_OQZAGV8XmA4JRDe7w2n-bMaDXoXwh-zPopFN/s1600-h/bald+boyfriend09.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplzNvu-5R7TzsTQPM-d_cxousbKldjxXtYhPzYG0k4J9c86ruXdHGL6JBIoIZHQzrEfG_Srvj_nZ6GYIjwO5jQvcdRYb7RUMcbdWiDTk_OQZAGV8XmA4JRDe7w2n-bMaDXoXwh-zPopFN/s400/bald+boyfriend09.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364706169163201282" border="0" /></a>this is why i love him. he pulls these faces all the time. and it makes it even funnier when he's recently cut his hairs for the marine dudes. this was taken when i made him get a mani/pedi with me during his week home before he left for the i-rack. i think he had more fun taking pics of himself with my/his new toy (the new google phone) he bought me so he could reach me at anytime while he is gone. so far it's working out quite well!the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-26641782839749293862009-07-31T10:36:00.000-07:002009-09-06T21:05:13.687-07:00one of my borrowed babies...<a e877ef805="true" e82461674c654bd71="true" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oNAJCETNJsnmzA_EwqK70ScIr5unmK6g68abedvAyOSAhSJZiZdg9q8uWNtMOfflvPIlaK_MicnLDrOJh3vtRDpTZQjizxsu32KhfSENYzAv9190viVq4d8VZRTtgP2mADROipjoyPKV/s1600-h/lagooners09.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oNAJCETNJsnmzA_EwqK70ScIr5unmK6g68abedvAyOSAhSJZiZdg9q8uWNtMOfflvPIlaK_MicnLDrOJh3vtRDpTZQjizxsu32KhfSENYzAv9190viVq4d8VZRTtgP2mADROipjoyPKV/s320/lagooners09.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682244745186482" border="0" /></a>this is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Indiana</span> (my indi). look at that smile. look at that face! come on! she is 'not my favorite' but she likes me the best and therefore, wants to take pictures with me more than my other nieces. ha. anyhow. this is at the lagoon day (the only amusement park in utah) for my mom's Harmon's work party. it was so fun! we ate cotton candy, got faces painted, we rode the tidal wave when indi thought she would die and got so scared...it was sad, but funny, later i accidentally got her wet and made her cry in the lazy river at the water park (she's the sensitive one. the one who would cry at the sound of a garage door opening when she was a year old), later she was choking down a dry hamburger and i saved the day by giving her lots of ketchup to dip it in. it was a great day! she is the cutest!<br />oh. and funny story about her. i said, "come on indi it's time to eat dinner." and she looks up at me curiously and states, "why are we eating again?" ha. kids never know what time it is and we had eaten a few hrs before at the same place. she must have not been hungry or wanted to have to fight down another hamburger. ha. but let's face it, all you do at lagoon is eat, play, and eat some more. right? "silly adults. all you do is pig out all day long." must have been going through her little mind.the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-4270925820976552342009-06-23T22:29:00.000-07:002009-07-31T12:29:41.044-07:00NOT Loves.realizing that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">i'm</span> getting old...seeing gray hairs and wrinkles by my eyes<br />mooches<br />that i don't cook more healthy<br />oh...that i saw my likes and realized <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">i'm</span> a loser...all i do is shop and eat...and bring my friends down with me.<br />no sex for a really, really, really long time...(De-freakin' cember)<br />flossing ( i just can't handle it anymore)<br />not seeing my husband's cute smile, face, eyes, etc.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">jessica</span> "slut" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">simpson</span> and her lame fashion line (why is it that if you're an actor you automatically get to have your own fashion line? COME ON!!!...and why does my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ec</span>"eternal comp" think she's hot? she got fat too....and she has <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">chiclet</span> teeth. seriously.)<br />cleaning toilets<br />wearing pink (baby pink is for babies. period.)<br />comparing myself to others (face it. you all do it.)<br />re-painting my toenails<br />deciding how to decorate my hacienda (or rather... not doing anything about it at all and having an ugly house)<br />not remembering proper punctuation and grammar from college<br />my job<br />getting sick on my b-day when i planned an awesome park city event and had to cancel it<br />not understanding politics<br />everyone decorating with vinyl lettering and roosters in Utah--please put the roosters away!<br />not doing yoga to get skinny<br />being a hypocrite<br />not being able to play any musical instrument<br />people who don't understand my humor<br />people who don't understand anything at all<br />people.<br />my impatience with many a thing<br />being towed in my own neighborhood<br />killing every plant <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">i've</span> owned<br />not having an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">organic</span> garden<br />not being able to grow a baby yet<br />changing my mind....always.<br />not dancing anymore<br />not kissing passionately anymore<br />when good bestest friends move away<br />not being as spiritual as you know you could be<br />periodical cramps<br />germs<br />b.o.<br />old people whose dentures flop around as they eat....i might be mean, but you know it's not the most pleasurable to have to watch.<br />playing phone tag<br />Not seeing my lover til december :(the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-20812269525418471882009-06-18T22:47:00.000-07:002009-06-21T14:37:25.841-07:00Loves.Talking to Jonathon on the phone, instant message, and via email (any form will do)<br />Watching <span style="font-style: italic;">the Bachelorette</span> at Natster's house<br />Harmon's sugar cookies (sick! what is wrong with us?)<br />Chips and salsa (but it has to be MISSION tortilla chips and Sam's Choice Lime & Garlic Salsa)<br />Royal Thai<br />Making Claire-a-roni laugh<br />Anthropologie<br />antiques<br />Cottage Living Magazine (out of print, but you can borrow mine)<br />$20 skinny jeans from forever 21<br />Trying to dress like a teenager with all the trendy styles (I'm not very good at this yet, but better than janessa)<br />Gold hoop earrings<br />Days when I can sleep in<br />When my twin nieces yell, "annie (aka: auntie) rachel!!" when I walk in the room<br />Teaching the mia maids<br />New Hampshire<br />Fiji water<br />Dancing with the Stars/So you think you can dance?<br />Dancing the samba<br />Late nights at Janesser's keeping her company while her husband is working, and while mine is in the I-RACK.<br />Buying expensive shoes and returning them<br />Changing my mind...a lot<br />Sending packages to Jonathon<br />Jelly Bellies<br />Landscaping my own yard bc the freaking HOA reeks of disappointment and failure (would not replace my dead bushes)<br />Eating desserts every day, even though I'm worried I'll be a big white blob when Jonathon comes home<br />flan<br />Not washing my hair (well, utter lack of hygiene since husband's absence...but wait, if he were here, he'd like it - he wouldn't care and wants me to have dread locks and eat granola all day)<br />Shopping at Ross and T.J. Bumper<br />Sunday dinners with my family<br />The awesome new clubbing music at my work all day long (my ears hurt...)<br />Tweezing my beard<br />Watching Twilight 5 times a month with my sister Esther (they're so D.A.M.N. hotttt)<br />no-bake cookies<br />My beautiful husband. (I love him in every possible way. He is my favorite husband)<br /><br />(as you can tell janessa and i wrote this whilst jordan was at work and we were bored.)the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-21465342583777739272009-03-31T21:01:00.000-07:002009-06-18T23:03:32.002-07:00blowing bubbleyum in YUCCA valley<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjzK5twgxy-DbSan_SHBygYuLIjLTSYYL8LIGg5RSn6NQyde4B67akcy-XcXGNbvKLy1GM_Ig6yENF2riH4xHMD5CCNeBljf8mFATnmwx8ajy4fURDe7PtT8wecnnaWqxsH7XQPn190gA/s1600-h/1238359824738.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjzK5twgxy-DbSan_SHBygYuLIjLTSYYL8LIGg5RSn6NQyde4B67akcy-XcXGNbvKLy1GM_Ig6yENF2riH4xHMD5CCNeBljf8mFATnmwx8ajy4fURDe7PtT8wecnnaWqxsH7XQPn190gA/s400/1238359824738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319572381876561378" border="0" /></a><br />Yeah! i just took off and went to see jonathon this weekend w two other marine wives. in twenty minutes i packed my bags and found people to cover my shifts at work (conveniently forgetting to clear it w my boss) and jumped in the car. it was so good to see my hot hunky lover again! i'm so glad i went even though he came home the week before.... even 1 and a 1/2 more days was worth all the money in the world just to see his smile again. but to say the place was "yucca" is a huge understatement. small, hick town and so many funnay things about that aside- we had the best time. all there was to do there was eat fast food. so we did. and i gained (not joking in the least) 7 lbs. whoa! get me a treadmill stat! this freaked the crap out of me. but jonathon pretended not to notice like any good husband should. i love this man. he is so cute in every possible way. as of an hour ago, he is REALLY (marines hurry up and wait) on his way to iraq. they tell him they're leaving at 5 am today and didn't leave til 5pm. it's always been that way-we hate it.<br />the whole mini trip was wonderful!the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-34074248350356425172009-01-26T23:19:00.000-08:002009-01-28T22:55:53.468-08:00San Diego Quick Trip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UaSzR3caxeRPCreHfWciR3kYXguZuCL92_HswkzyBiDE-YgeZ7iYFfPMYH12skDkPs0wLCFMjToQsa6KJ-QTHgv4KstQQ8zvfCADo8aTbJQ6FCoIHfcyPOT5jZxGiYrNTe_RDZPkXKVI/s1600-h/100_0468.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UaSzR3caxeRPCreHfWciR3kYXguZuCL92_HswkzyBiDE-YgeZ7iYFfPMYH12skDkPs0wLCFMjToQsa6KJ-QTHgv4KstQQ8zvfCADo8aTbJQ6FCoIHfcyPOT5jZxGiYrNTe_RDZPkXKVI/s400/100_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296605082960368450" border="0" /></a>i finally got to go visit <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">jonathon</span></span>! just for a weekend, but it was worth every single minute. we had to fit in as much as we could... we went to Sea World, California Adventure, Ruby's on Oceanside Pier (longest pier on west coast), Medieval Times (dinner and jousting entertainment), hung out on the beach, hot-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tubbing</span></span>, b-b-q with Marine buddies, San Diego Bay and saw the Star of India, ate great Sushi, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">jonathon</span></span> even managed to squeeze in a haircut.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv3GpQ1zadYecd1z7PZwyBefyOyJ7LkZ-2felKerLV8XTPyisvgm6lG9gk3VnelzUgpaDK1xyJeX22vbEjFoUnD-MVUvKaLsLuNW7DW3cdDFG_nSz8Ta1RA2vz8rWSWlg231ELyN0aDW1D/s1600-h/100_0391.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv3GpQ1zadYecd1z7PZwyBefyOyJ7LkZ-2felKerLV8XTPyisvgm6lG9gk3VnelzUgpaDK1xyJeX22vbEjFoUnD-MVUvKaLsLuNW7DW3cdDFG_nSz8Ta1RA2vz8rWSWlg231ELyN0aDW1D/s400/100_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296605077583414626" border="0" /></a>it was fun but we were so tired and needed recovering time. the departure was sad. i was doing a good job not crying until i saw him walk away to get in the car then i panicked and ran to him making him hug and kiss me again.... eventually i went into the airport. he is so sweet and surprised me with a gift o' love.... a cute little gold necklace with a little lamb pendant. he said it was because i was his little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">lambchop</span></span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ohh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">dooder</span>! so sweet. the end.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzZwo8EpTYGMf5B7SVXSQypolYPEJRP5rc23rIQVEVLRa4P-JxKzBg01gN46Q7nlj5hxPtKlG8hY3FxkQIg1DfnAOYBR44zEUv0BkmkWwZ0eD1trFNCS2_KPu4MIyhv0gXFQxRtoJjK1C/s1600-h/100_0461.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzZwo8EpTYGMf5B7SVXSQypolYPEJRP5rc23rIQVEVLRa4P-JxKzBg01gN46Q7nlj5hxPtKlG8hY3FxkQIg1DfnAOYBR44zEUv0BkmkWwZ0eD1trFNCS2_KPu4MIyhv0gXFQxRtoJjK1C/s400/100_0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296605092816845250" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2itJc0h-Um8j0KEk9jKQrm_Fa_JG_ZPshKJqiqWtePfjjT9utpZqJF9Zc5snCiLfALpDZ-zLutJ3vRyIiDoLwsqHbcjdli3LsIRvAPAvDHtvvxjf0lkO_wkK44WvzU8k7pPtgDClYa-Jd/s1600-h/100_0419.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2itJc0h-Um8j0KEk9jKQrm_Fa_JG_ZPshKJqiqWtePfjjT9utpZqJF9Zc5snCiLfALpDZ-zLutJ3vRyIiDoLwsqHbcjdli3LsIRvAPAvDHtvvxjf0lkO_wkK44WvzU8k7pPtgDClYa-Jd/s400/100_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296605087875446786" border="0" /></a>the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934336144813320625.post-21326460680970750292008-12-16T21:50:00.000-08:002009-03-31T20:32:04.583-07:00the newest blog star on the block...me!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tS3mqRiTb4HzqmaehYeVvmCsUxZAmAHQgp6cBNo_sp_yd_ywvIC1fUI703NfNXVMZbc8dVSVmIR-Xvbox2onzu1oemkuqNaSzxaAFI3TXPn8srZX_MczLazNwSN53pcQ7VstifYh6BIA/s1600-h/100_0169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280637466128579762" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tS3mqRiTb4HzqmaehYeVvmCsUxZAmAHQgp6cBNo_sp_yd_ywvIC1fUI703NfNXVMZbc8dVSVmIR-Xvbox2onzu1oemkuqNaSzxaAFI3TXPn8srZX_MczLazNwSN53pcQ7VstifYh6BIA/s320/100_0169.JPG" border="0" /></a> hi friends and familia. this is me trying to fit into the bloggin' crowd. this is really difficult for me to accept the fact that others will now consider me a "blogger." ps- this is for you, janessa, the "blog missionary." she made me start this. i would've never started this business if it weren't for her. actually this blog is so that i stay out of trouble while my husband is gone (active marine duty), and keep him updated on the goings on in mylife. i apologize for this next statement....but blogging is so trendy. in reality, its just another way to keep up with the jones'....in a weird techno way. ps-i'm very judgemental. i'm trying to be like Jesus, but its so dern hard most of the time. (i say "dern" instead of "darn") i might have to have someone edit this because i'm sooooo rude. please read all future posts with caution and if you get offended just go to someone else's blog.....there's so many out there.the medium sizershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13109798837951243507noreply@blogger.com3