<?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-4747430289659353708</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:58:18.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Marie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-7485891341205454224</id><published>2010-09-23T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:44:52.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins, Harvest, &amp; Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously is it really fall? Where did the summer go? This summer was packed with many new adventures and new experiences. I've had the chance to reconnect with old friends and meet new ones. There have been major shifts and changes in my life and I really feel like I'm a different person then I was. I signed up for school again and I think to myself why did I ever stop? I love the feeling of completing a class or acing an exam, it seriously just makes you feel so good about yourself. Plus my school sends me little "Congratulations" notes about how well your doing and little inspirational quotes haha its kinda nice. I can't wait to finish and finally have accomplished something that's been a long time coming!&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Vegas with my family and we had tons of fun! Lots of pool time, drinking, gambling, and seeing my best gals. It was nice to get away and just have some fun with family and friends. Only thing missing was Amy and Brandon since he cant really drink yet still from his accident, they didnt want to be the only sober ones in Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago I got the chance to spend an entire week down south with Amy and Brandon! We went to ropings and dancing and that saying is so true, wrangler butts do drive you nuts! It was such a good time and I got to go gathering for the first time and see my first branding. I thought the smell and castrating and such would get to me, but it actually was a neat process. And of course the saddle sore that comes with spending all day riding Miss Roxy haha. It was great to see the kids and I just can't believe how big they are getting. Kohan is like a little man now, so smart and such a little shit. Some of the things he comes up with just amazes me. And our little border baby Paige isnt really a baby anymore. She is such a beautiful little girl, with not much hair lol but she has a way of just wrapping herself around your heart. I can't imagine life without those two.&lt;br /&gt;But here it is fall already, even though the weather isnt proving to be fall like, and I cant help but think where did the last 9 months go? It's true when they say the older you get the faster time seems to fly and the harder life gets. It's times like these when you sometimes wish you could go back to those high school days when life was so easy and just about playing sports and Friday night football games and Saturday night parties in the woods. Dont get me wrong I have lived and loved and enjoyed my life but there are those moments when you think "Oh to be a kid again". But we can't go back and we have to face life and make those grown up decisions.........So although I dont want to make such decisions I know I have to and it scares the living daylights out of me! But here is to moving forward and making tough decisions and not letting fear get in the way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-7485891341205454224?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/7485891341205454224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=7485891341205454224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/7485891341205454224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/7485891341205454224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/09/pumpkins-harvest-life.html' title='Pumpkins, Harvest, &amp; Life'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-7878915385963558193</id><published>2010-04-29T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:22:14.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just read this quote which is from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin. It's a description of love and i thought it was amazing. I hope that someday someone will be able to the say the same for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-7878915385963558193?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/7878915385963558193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=7878915385963558193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/7878915385963558193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/7878915385963558193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-2180577756854707587</id><published>2010-04-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:19:09.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This so called crazy life</title><content type='html'>Well here is to say you just never know what is going to happen in life. Last week Brandon, Amy's husband, got into a really bad accident down in Douglas and was air evacked down to Tucson. Luckily Ms. Breann was there to greet him and keep Amy updated and calm till she could make it down there. But he suffered many broken/fractured ribs, 10 brain hemorages, and was pretty bruised up. He spent about 5 days in ICU and then went to a rehab center down there in Tucson. He is doing much better now that he is at home, but still is suffering from poor vision, intense migraines, and can't do strenious activity for months. I feel so bad for him, but I know he is tough enough to get through this. So after one terrifying trip to to Tucson, one long week watching the kiddos, and another of helping Amy and Brandon get moved into their new house and unpack, I came to realize that life is very unpredictable. Life can change in an instant, and its sad that it takes something like this to realize it. I've been not myself for the last 5 months and I've come to realize that I miss my old cheerful, full of life personality. I used to feel like I could accomplish anything and was a pretty confident person. Instead I'm doubtful and self-conscious. I've come to the conclusion after hearing Brandon talk of how better things look(such as the sky being more blue, colors more vivid, how beautiful the scenery is) after you almost die that I need to change. He had a talk with me about life being too short to dwell on the past or things that we lose. He made me realize that in losing one thing, I have the potential to gain many others. Not only in careers, but in love and relationships as well. I think its finally high time I move on with my life and stop looking back. At least I know I'm capable of putting myself out there and risking it all. I know when the right person comes along all my sacrifices will be appreciated and that person will always put me first. I am grateful for all the life lessons learned the last five years, and I know now what it is that I want. So here is to the next chapter in my life, may it bring many opportunities, love, a family, and a wonderful career.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-2180577756854707587?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/2180577756854707587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=2180577756854707587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/2180577756854707587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/2180577756854707587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-so-called-crazy-life.html' title='This so called crazy life'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-5779129705411056630</id><published>2010-02-11T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:49:15.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama I'm Coming Home...</title><content type='html'>In the good ol words of Ozzie it does indeed seem this little bird is returning back to her nest. It's so crazy that given a month ago, I would never have imagined my life to turn out this way. So much has changed and happened in 2010 that seriously I'm almost wishing the year was over and done with already...but we still have 10 1/2 months! Anyhow I have decided that I am going to be moving home more than likely by the end of the month. What better way to start over fresh and all over again than to go home where it all began? I am excited to be around family and such, but do have anxieties about being up in a small town again. I mean can I really handle all the small town bull, gossip, and absolutely nothing to do? Haha only time will tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-5779129705411056630?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/5779129705411056630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=5779129705411056630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/5779129705411056630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/5779129705411056630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/02/mama-im-coming-home.html' title='Mama I&apos;m Coming Home...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-4065978572725347544</id><published>2010-01-21T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:18:35.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's days like today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;...that I feel more lost than ever. Here I am trying to figure it all out. Move or not? Put in my two weeks notice or not? Decisions in life definetely get harder the older you get and after a week like the one I have had, I feel in no right mind to make a decision that will change the rest of my life. I feel literally broken and all I know is that I need to do something. Something to make me feel like I am doing something important with my life. Not just going to job I hate or not having any kind of life at all. Who knew that at 21 years old my life would be like this? I never would have thought a week ago I would be at the point that I am right now. With everything that has happened to me and to my loved ones in the last couple months, I can't help but think to myself when is going to get easier? When will God decide to stop testing me and my limits and decide to make things just a bit easy on me for awhile???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-4065978572725347544?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/4065978572725347544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=4065978572725347544&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/4065978572725347544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/4065978572725347544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-days-like-today.html' title='It&apos;s days like today..'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-8967356480057994055</id><published>2010-01-19T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:08:58.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty Sue Homemaker</title><content type='html'>As GR's friends would say I'm becoming quite the little housewive. Except I dont have the house or the husbad haha. It's mostly due to boredom ha but I find that although I used to think I had no skills, the more I play around the more I find I'm actually pretty crafty. And whats even more great....I enjoy doing it! There is nothing better than finishing something and actually liking the outcome! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I have done some projects around the house lately. One includes making pillows. I saw this neat idea on HGTV(love love love that channel)about how to make inexpensive decorative pillows for like a bed or a sitting room. All you do is find some cute placemats, or in my case I did silk napkins and some precut fabric from joannes. The reason I chose napkins is because they are already seamed so you dont have to sew the edge on. Then you get some stitch witchery tape that onlly requires you to cut it to the size you want and press the iron and bam you have your seam. Do all three edges, stuff the pillow, do the fourth edge and your done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy and they actually turned out cute. I made the fabric side smaller than the napkin side so that I could do some fun edges to kinda add character, but you could sew on little buttons or do some ribbon just have fun with it! I did the purple/cream one for a friend who just redid her room and I am making more of the brown/blue to match my bed set. Between the napkins about $1.75 a piece at Bed, Bath, and Beyond, the fabric about $1.50 each square, the tape about $4 and then stuffing $5 for a huge bag and of course those good ol Joanne's coupons this was waaay cheaper than buying throw pillows. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S1Zg1Ms4kqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/70SUDGnPu10/s1600-h/pillows.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428632867900527266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S1Zg1Ms4kqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/70SUDGnPu10/s200/pillows.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S1ZhCswHvjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WYDV8UjJYU0/s1600-h/pillows1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428633099842338354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S1ZhCswHvjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WYDV8UjJYU0/s200/pillows1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then GR found this table in a house right? it was really beat up and actually just that fake oak color( i forgot the before picture) but it had all kinda of scratches and what not. So I sanded it down, primed it white than paineted it black. Once I got done with that I sanded all the edges to rough it up and added the decorative knobs on the front to make it look like a drawer and dress it up. The whole project cost me rought $7 in knobs, maybe $8 in painted and I had the primer and sand paper in my trusty craft bag. I'm still searching for some decor that fits GR's personality to put on it but for now family pictures alwasy work! Plus it was orginally for people to put purse's and what not when they come over haha. Anyhow I did this once with my current tv stand and now I'm on the hunt for an old nightstand to redo for GR's bedroom since he only has one and drives us both crazy lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Finished Product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428632424335796322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S1ZgbYSz6GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GTIjOhJrD_8/s200/table.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-8967356480057994055?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/8967356480057994055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=8967356480057994055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/8967356480057994055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/8967356480057994055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/01/betty-sue-homemaker.html' title='Betty Sue Homemaker'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S1Zg1Ms4kqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/70SUDGnPu10/s72-c/pillows.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-6105106245674859875</id><published>2010-01-03T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:25:13.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 already?!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year all! Can you believe that its 2010??? I am seriously in shock that 2009 went by sooo fast. I swear it felt like only yesterday that paige was born and now she will be one in 3 months! Kohan turns 4 tomorrow and its amazing how smart and big that kid has got. Amy and Brandon will certainly have their hands full with those two. Well I hope everyone had a great Christmas. I had my surgeory on the 18th and just decided to take the time off for the following week and go home. So Monday I drove home and boy was that a long trip. By the time I hit Payson my arms were like numb cuz they hurt so bad to hold up and steer the car lol...but I made it! We had a white one this year and I got to test out the Nitro in the weather. It did very well except on the infamous hill by our house. We had to drift around the corner to make it. But we spent Christmas Eve at the house this year with a mexican theme dinner and played scattegories. We had a blast! Gr came over and played with us and now he is addicted to that game. We play it all the time. Christmas morning we went to Snowflake and did presents at Amy and Brandon's. It was great. I got a new jacket from my parents and a bunch of clothes. Every girl loves clothes!! Then I went and hung out with GR and his parents for awhile and when I got back from that, we did a gingerbread house contest between my family, my dad being the judge. It was pretty funny what we all came up with. Then GR came over and we did dinner and once Chris got there it was on with the scattergories game again! haha im not joking the family is obsessed witht his game. Anyhow us kids got together and thanks to Gr's spectacular picture taking skills we put together a collage of photos for my parents for Xmas this year. Here are a few of them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0DsMPZMK0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/mBeCwbp3_zk/s1600-h/DSCF3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422593646388849474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0DsMPZMK0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/mBeCwbp3_zk/s200/DSCF3056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422593772092050754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0DsTjrKzUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/R6HEkfapuu8/s200/boys2.JPG" /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0DrpiVY1YI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EnYye8X0DZo/s1600-h/kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422593050177754498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0DrpiVY1YI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EnYye8X0DZo/s200/kids.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422593251298599090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0Dr1PkVYLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yau1YVDGaVM/s200/fampicwin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/4747430289659353708-6105106245674859875?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/6105106245674859875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=6105106245674859875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6105106245674859875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6105106245674859875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-already.html' title='2010 already?!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/S0DsMPZMK0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/mBeCwbp3_zk/s72-c/DSCF3056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-3516965180184322686</id><published>2009-12-03T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:27:14.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the time flies by!! I can not believe that it is already December. I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. Me and GR drove to Showlow on Wednesday and Thursday I spent baking with my mom. We tried a new pumpkin cheesecake pie and it turned out fantastic! We ended up at Grandma's for dinner that night and had a good time. It is always great to see everyone and all the cousins were there. It's been awhile since that happened since our family has became so large so it was a great time. Friday Ms. Colbi cut my hair and me and my mom gladly watched Paige for the rest of the weekend since Amy worked and Brandon took Kohan down to the ranch. We had fun and according to GR spending all weekend with Paige still didnt get the 'baby kick' out of me haha. Unfortantely after mom spent all day Saturday making a great turkey dinner again for us ASU lost to UofA but it was really no suprise. Sunday ending in everyone in the family being sick besides dad. He talked all kinds of crap that he had such a great immune system but ended up sick on Monday ha. So we basically spent the day on the couch watching the Cardinals game and trying to get better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sxhtu31fOWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gsY8yG07C-s/s1600-h/DSCF3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411195604315355490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sxhtu31fOWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gsY8yG07C-s/s200/DSCF3072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So given this time of year, when most people think of such things, here are some things that I'm thankful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. This wonderful, supportive guy. Even though we have our ups and downs we have been through so much together and it amazes me on a daily basis how caring he is. He may be anti kid now but there are moments like these that make me 100% sure that when the right time comes he will be such a great father. He is always offering me help and I know that when it comes down to it, I can always count on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My crazy supportive family. They are alwasy there for me and are behind me all the way no matter my decisions. I really couldnt ask for a better family and I thank my lucky stars we are all so close and get along as well as we do. If not for my family I would truly be lost. My parents set such a great example of what a marriage should be like and what it means to truly be a mom and dad. My brother has such a big heart and he is always there to make you laugh and give you a big tease. My sister is never judging. I know that I can always go to her for anything and she will always give me great advice. and every one of my family members gives great hugs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sxhw7YCk3NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C6aZUsjUEU4/s1600-h/paige.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411199117653499090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sxhw7YCk3NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C6aZUsjUEU4/s200/paige.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SxhxRbau4BI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JTwbhXpgmzI/s1600-h/cowboykoh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411199496517246994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SxhxRbau4BI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JTwbhXpgmzI/s200/cowboykoh.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My adorable niece and nephew. Kohan can be a crazy man but deep down that kohan we know is there and he really has such a great heart. You can always count on him to tell you that you look cute or your outfit looks good. Paige is seriously the most easy going happy baby ever. She can always make laugh and her smile really lights up a room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My coworkers. Most people can't stand people they work with. I can honestly say I absolutely love every single one of my team members. We are one big family who looks out for eachother and you always know that you can count on them. They geniuenly care for you and you can never doubt that they hope nothing but the best for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Dolce. She is seriously the best dog ever. I know everyone says that but from day one when I got her she has molded into my life and around my heart. Even GR who is not a dog person is wrapped around her paw. She just looks at you with those sad little chocolate eyes and you cant help but give into her. There is nothing better than coming home to someone sooo excited to see you everyday and bouncing off the walls cuz you are home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that said on the 18th I have to have surgeory :( Unfortunately I have found some lumps in my boobs a couple months ago and didnt think much of it. My OB said it was  normal for them to come and go. Well then they became painful and much larger. So I had an ultrasound and mammogram done and they recommended immediate removal. So I go in on the 18th to get them removed cuz they dont want to take the time to have them biopsied due to their size. So they'll remove them and we will go from there depending on the lab results following the surgeory. Im a little nervous just cuz I've never done anything including breaking a bone(knock on wood) so this will be my first adventure. Mom came down and we met my surgeon who we instantly liked and she, amy and dad will be here that day to support me. So we are staying positive and just thinking its better to find it now than later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that life is moving full ahead and its decorating time! Went to Hobby Lobby and got great deals on new decor and xmas threw up in GR's house this year. Now just waiting for the weekend so we can get the tree decorate it and also put up xmas lights! Ya for the holidays and bring on the cheer!!!!&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/4747430289659353708-3516965180184322686?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/3516965180184322686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=3516965180184322686&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/3516965180184322686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/3516965180184322686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-holidays.html' title='Oh The Holidays...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sxhtu31fOWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gsY8yG07C-s/s72-c/DSCF3072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-5283520327597927512</id><published>2009-10-25T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:34:07.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So Gr had his procedure done on Friday morning. I sadly went to work, but his mom and dad were here to help him out and take care of him. He had some pain Friday and I think it was from the muscle spasms he had as well as when the broke up stones would move. But Saturday morning he was feeling much better and they told him to walk as much as possible so me and Ruth took him shopping. The only time GR gets into buying things for his house is when his mom comes down :) so off to Lowes we went. He bought some granite tile for the backsplashes in his bathrooms, a fan, and some paint for the fireplace. Which I must say was the original color I told him to choose. So yesterday he let me pick out a color and Ruth picked out a color. And guess what....he liked my color! I told him he should listen to me more often...maybe the fireplace would have been painted months ago when we started this color search! Then we went to Target and out to lunch at BJ's. By the time we were done he was exhausted. Now today its off to go find some work pants, work on a project, and baking a cheese cake for GR. Hope he likes it!&lt;br /&gt;While GR slept yesterday after the shopping extravaganza, me and Chris went to the pumpkin patch and picked out some pumpkins to carve last night. Here are the results: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GR's Pumpkin&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396588323018795858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SuSIfMiOa1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/d-Bl4JxOFOE/s200/p3.bmp" /&gt;My Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396587939587464690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SuSII4JEnfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zp0XVkefHRM/s200/p1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SuSIriDDfkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A4jzRNkM5_Q/s1600-h/p2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396588534952066626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SuSIriDDfkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A4jzRNkM5_Q/s200/p2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Finished Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396588758967387426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SuSI4kkeBSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/O1wx3X2wFoI/s200/p5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chris Pumpkin "Bubbles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-5283520327597927512?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/5283520327597927512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=5283520327597927512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/5283520327597927512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/5283520327597927512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SuSIfMiOa1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/d-Bl4JxOFOE/s72-c/p3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-6887347310927406293</id><published>2009-10-18T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:38:21.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons to move home</title><content type='html'>Every single time I go home it makes me want to move home more and more. I really miss my family and the good times I have with them. I went up north this weekend cuz my dad turned 50 on the 13th. We did a dinner and watched the asu game. Thankfully we won only to due with the miracle pass by sullivan....even he couldnt believe he was capable of such a pass. Then Sunday we went to Brandon and Amy's and watched the Cardinals...who won also!! Go AZ football! Anyhow here are some pics from this weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Stvc8tCEDrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8NRbXrG4-Uw/s1600-h/brian.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Stvc8tCEDrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8NRbXrG4-Uw/s200/brian.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394147914144812722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian trying on Kohan's batman costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StveKmPGGRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KfbQTbxkghE/s1600-h/paigehall.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StveKmPGGRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KfbQTbxkghE/s200/paigehall.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394149252350220562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutest little pumpkin ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Stve5jcbOuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GvO1Bbo3J-E/s1600-h/sunset2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Stve5jcbOuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GvO1Bbo3J-E/s200/sunset2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394150059054676706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset on the drive home...isn't it beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-6887347310927406293?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/6887347310927406293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=6887347310927406293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6887347310927406293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6887347310927406293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/10/reasons-to-move-home.html' title='reasons to move home'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Stvc8tCEDrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8NRbXrG4-Uw/s72-c/brian.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-9148237804778529288</id><published>2009-10-15T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:59:33.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgLdyZK4uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/p3Cn4tDw1Hc/s1600-h/dolce.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393073160147624674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgLdyZK4uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/p3Cn4tDw1Hc/s320/dolce.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man have things been weird lately. I got really sick and had to take a leave for about a week from work. It started on Sunday and was bad enough that G.R. was scared and wanted to take me to ER but I didnt have enough energy to go. So I went to the doctor who immediately tested me for everything including mono and swine flu. long story short, they never really found out what was wrong with me. But I feel better now and hopefully it stays that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gr spent a day cleaning out the garage and working on his uncle Rogers bike for a race they are doing next weekend. Well after biking with dolce and bugging Gr to death about what he was doing we found the nieces and nephews life jackets from the jet skis......well my bright self decided it was the perfect size for dolce! since she gets swept away by currents cuz she goes bird crazy i really think we should invest and buy her one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgJhnSBjyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dAi4P45mZCM/s1600-h/bank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393071026861084450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgJhnSBjyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dAi4P45mZCM/s320/bank.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out today that someone has taken my debit card number and overdrafted my account by buying a bunch of food! haha they charged it to many food places and so now I get to fight with my bank to try to get my money back and reverse my fees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all the stress of work and everything going on, I decided I needed a project to keep my attention and get my mind off things. So at work we are doing a secret santa type thing where we get a person and every week we bring them a little gift to cheer them up or to say have a good day. Well just so happens I got a good friend of mine and decided since she just bought a new home I'd make her a little house warming gift. So this was the finished project and it was actually really fun to make! Gr helped me cut out the wood and taught me to router the edges and make the knots in the wood. He said he was proud that after he showed me once I did everything myself instead of having him do it :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393069584110529346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgINonfK0I/AAAAAAAAADs/N6id-R9PW-c/s320/letters.bmp" /&gt; GR left for the boys annual hunting trip this morning and so I am headed up to show low for the weekend. My dad turned the big 50 on tuesday so im going to go visit him and see the family. I love going home especially right now when the weather is getting warm and you can wear sweaters! anyhow this is how me and dolce spent our evening together watching greys anatomy and private practice. Yep she gets spoiled when he leaves and hangs out on the bed with me :) I get lonely and need someone to cuddle with! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393071959620007554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgKX6FFNoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HiWzpezYrL4/s320/sad.bmp" /&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/4747430289659353708-9148237804778529288?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/9148237804778529288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=9148237804778529288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/9148237804778529288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/9148237804778529288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/StgLdyZK4uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/p3Cn4tDw1Hc/s72-c/dolce.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-1117721893620204340</id><published>2009-09-08T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:11:26.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer is over, now bring on the cool temps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With Labor day over and gone, I started to realize how close we are to the holiday months! If anyone knows me and my family, you know we do holidays BIG. I mean Thanksgiving, Christmas, Birthdays, you name it we celebrate it. Anyhow as our new fiscal year at work started this month I got to thinking wow I really need to put in time for Christmas before anyone else....and then WHAM it hit me it's September! Summer is over. Why is it still so dang hot out? I am so ready for the fall/winter and the cool temps that accompany those months. Hopefully I actually get to use my snowboard this year!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life has been pretty crazy lately. It seems like all I do is go go go. The last couple weekends I've been up north- Ashley's bridal shower, getting my hair cut, taking the car to Hatch for an oil change, and visiting the family. Also my Mom, Sandi, and Chels come down for a girls weekend filled with shopping, dinner, and staying the night at the Buttes and hangin out by the pool and relaxing!  Over this holiday weekend, G.R. was in our friend Matt's wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony. It was a little muggy outside in the heat/after rain afternoon but other than that it was great to be able to celebrate with Matt and Coby both who are such good people and we were very grateful to enjoy their day with them. Coby looked gorgeous and their receptions was amazing! Too bad I had a little too much to drink and didnt feel so amazing the next day but it was worth it! I'll try to get some pics posted when I get them. The rest of the weekend was a little more relaxed, but went by too quickly! This weekend we are headed to Roosevelt for the weekend with David and Vicki. Hopefully the rain holds off just a bit so we can have some fun in the sun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've become super crafty lately. I dont know if its cuz I need something to do while G.R. is being G.R. running around playing mayor helping everyone always moving moving moving. But I've started to become adventurous with my cooking and always looking up new recipe's to try. If only you had unlimited funds to buy the ingredients! I'm attempting stew for the first time tomorrow and then roast and mashed potatoes the next. G.R. is very good and willing to try everything. The only thing we both agreed didnt turn out the best was the chili, which wasnt too bad just not the greatest :) I also redid the coffee table Amy rescued for me and made some really cute art for my wall in the living room. Next I'm off to scrap booking, finish my recipe book, and mod podge letters and signs. So we shall see how it works out!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-1117721893620204340?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/1117721893620204340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=1117721893620204340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1117721893620204340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1117721893620204340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-is-over-now-bring-on-cool-temps.html' title='summer is over, now bring on the cool temps!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-6317945087604587686</id><published>2009-08-14T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:21:59.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts in the early morning</title><content type='html'>So lately I have been tossing around the idea of returning to my roots and moving home. I love living in the city and I love being so close to GR and I love all the life and hustle bustle the city has to offer. But lately I find myself not being completely happy like my old self. I'm not sure if I am extrememly home sick, miss all my family, bored with life, not happy with my job, wanting a change, or what my problem is. But I know I need to figure it out so I can stop stressing for no reason, stop having crazy mood swings and find myself crying over the dumbest things. I love Gr. I love my new roommates. I love most things about my life. But something is missing or wrong.......but do I really want to take a step back in with my independence and move home? Do I really want to move away from GR? Do I really want to live in Show Low again? I have so much to think about and no clue where to begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-6317945087604587686?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/6317945087604587686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=6317945087604587686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6317945087604587686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6317945087604587686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts-in-early-morning.html' title='Thoughts in the early morning'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-1072313764920185206</id><published>2009-07-27T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:53:31.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>Wow how time flies. It's been awhile since my last post but alot has happened and I just havent had the time! First things first, I got two new roommates. They are both awesome. From ASU. Graduate and soon to be graduate. Love twilight and Harry Potter. Really fun and outgoing and just plain awesome. So this entire weekend went to the move. First friday night drinks at happy hour + Chuy's dinner/drinks/karokee= not a good idea to install ceiling fans till 2 am. haha needless to say we got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; accomplished. So Saturday we spent the day getting new fans, installing them, changing locks, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cleaning the house. Then Crystal and Yvonne moved all their things in and the house under went a transformation.  Or still is in one. Its amazing what you'll find or realize you have when you move or have to really clean things up. Its new furniture and housewares and all kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was more of a fun/relaxing day. We went Roosevelt with david and vicki and megan and some of her friends. So that was a really good time. Got a little sunburnt and wakeboarded and had some cocktails. All in all a fun day. Didnt do much for my neck and back though which have really been causing some issues. I awoke this morning to not being able to turn my head to the sides and Gr laughing because of my faces which in turn made me really laugh and hurt more. But today Gr and I went to the chiropracter and he fixed us both all up. Both our necks and backs cracked sooo loud. But it felt &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My year review at work is coming up which means raise time! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and I'm still tossing around the idea of returning to my roots and moving home to save some money, be near the family, and attend school at half the cost. So we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-1072313764920185206?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/1072313764920185206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=1072313764920185206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1072313764920185206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1072313764920185206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/07/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-6613069587747564857</id><published>2009-07-13T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:07:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So this weekend was our trip to Vegas! It was so much fun and we were not ready to come on Sunday. GR met me at work on Friday and we made the 5 hour drive there meeting Brian and Chels halfway in Kingman and Chris in Vegas. Of course it was absolute mayhem trying to check in cause everyone was there for the fights so Chris played bartender for us while we waited and then they gave our room away cuz it was so late and then we had to wait in the hallway at like 11:30 while the maid cleaned the room.  Then we cruised around the strip and finally made it to bed at like 4 in the morning after casino hopping and enjoying the scenery. The next morning we made our way downtown to Freemont to have breakfast, gamble a little, and get Brian and Chelsea's marriage lisence and then married at the Little White Chapel. Finally it's legal and over with!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwamYAAHsI/AAAAAAAAADU/96YTU9P3fgc/s1600-h/P7110625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186903243857602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwamYAAHsI/AAAAAAAAADU/96YTU9P3fgc/s320/P7110625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwacMou-EI/AAAAAAAAADM/4Vw93pln0ZE/s1600-h/P7110630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186728394782786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwacMou-EI/AAAAAAAAADM/4Vw93pln0ZE/s320/P7110630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZ5tYzbBI/AAAAAAAAADE/BRjbL0ZGFto/s1600-h/P7110631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186135890914322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZ5tYzbBI/AAAAAAAAADE/BRjbL0ZGFto/s320/P7110631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZzBm4s-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Yj_7EhaoE84/s1600-h/P7110633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186021059605474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZzBm4s-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Yj_7EhaoE84/s320/P7110633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Stratosphere and rode the rides up top which were a flippin blast! We rode the one that shoots you up and I was screaming my head off while Gr laughed his off and then we also rode the coaster that shoots you over the side and lets you hang there. It was pretty crazy! Chris got a little more than what he paid for though when the lady sitting next to him decided to make out with him! The lady being like 40's newly married that day and her hubby standing to the side watching! Needless to say he didnt live that one down the rest of the trip! This is us on top of the Stratosphere looking down the strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZfFDwvGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SnQQLJfFrPk/s1600-h/P7110634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185678388640866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZfFDwvGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SnQQLJfFrPk/s320/P7110634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZTExakAI/AAAAAAAAACs/ognMvnGE3bI/s1600-h/P7110636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185472153260034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZTExakAI/AAAAAAAAACs/ognMvnGE3bI/s320/P7110636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we went cruisin down the strip for the night and ate at Dick's Last Resort where our waitress was awesome, super sarcastic, and we had some really great entertainment with the Taco guy stripping, giving lap dances, and making a fool of everyone in the place. We also made it down to the Treasure Island to watch the pirate show and walked throughout the Wynn and Palazzo which are way to swanky to feel comfy in haha but beautiful! The next morning we went and gambled and ate at the Pink Taco down at Hard Rock. There was this club called Rehab that not even joking people waited like 3 hours to get into. It's a pool party so there were a bunch of girls in their bikini's walking around and so the boys were pretty stoked we decided to go there. GR thought all the rock star memorabilia was pretty neat and they had changed it up since I'd last been there so it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZLfVdDPI/AAAAAAAAACk/A1SGIY6VTBc/s1600-h/P7110641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185341844786418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZLfVdDPI/AAAAAAAAACk/A1SGIY6VTBc/s320/P7110641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZAieidYI/AAAAAAAAACc/3V_6bIKJGso/s1600-h/P7110644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185153709634946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwZAieidYI/AAAAAAAAACc/3V_6bIKJGso/s320/P7110644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185008122753986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwY4EH688I/AAAAAAAAACU/fvxpytYCeJA/s320/P7110654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwYtKWegGI/AAAAAAAAACM/2wCER-HDUjY/s1600-h/P7110645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358184820815855714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwYtKWegGI/AAAAAAAAACM/2wCER-HDUjY/s320/P7110645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly we tried to leave and get home at a decent hour but there was a 2 1/2 hour delay at Hoover dam so we got home pretty late and were beat by the time we went and picked Dolce up. She had stayed at David and Vicki's all weekend and played with Nilla and Hershey so she was tired but definitely happy to see us. All in all it was a great weekend and a really good first of many trips to Vegas for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-6613069587747564857?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/6613069587747564857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=6613069587747564857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6613069587747564857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/6613069587747564857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/07/las-vegas.html' title='Las Vegas'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/SlwamYAAHsI/AAAAAAAAADU/96YTU9P3fgc/s72-c/P7110625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-1966472441403133284</id><published>2009-07-07T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:45:25.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday was my first day back at work. No need to say I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sad about going back. I've decided we are all in such a hurry to grow up that we take for granted the times when we had no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; and mom and dad would bail you out in a money situation. Now we have to go to work to pay the bills with no choice to just quit. I really missed the people I worked with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they are all so funny and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; made my job &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bearable&lt;/span&gt;, but I must say if given the choice, I'd certainly stay home &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. It is hard to be back at it and I really forgot how mean and rude people are. But I've told myself the last two days that obviously if they feel the need to scream and yell at me, then my life is way better than theirs. And my month off has made me realize how dumb it was to completely stress everyday about numbers and what not when really if you just relax it'll have the same outcome. I cant force people to do things so if they want it great if not then its your future you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jeopardized&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a better note, I am super excited about Vegas! I think its going to be so much fun and I told Brian and Chels we are not sleeping! haha and that we are doing as much free stuff as possible(other than gambling and drinking). But I know G will be so mesmorized by the lights and what not he'll want to see every casino, so it shouldnt be hard to keep the cost down. So only 3 days to bear of work and then its off for the weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-1966472441403133284?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/1966472441403133284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=1966472441403133284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1966472441403133284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1966472441403133284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/07/work-blues.html' title='Work Blues'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-1834352260555678722</id><published>2009-07-02T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:05:52.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sk0rcRWc4-I/AAAAAAAAABI/DF7IrG8kL8U/s1600-h/4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353983296707290082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sk0rcRWc4-I/AAAAAAAAABI/DF7IrG8kL8U/s320/4th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th of July has always been Tradition! I have lived in the valley of the sun for three 4th of July celebrations now and have always said I'd want to see a city like Chandler/Gilbert put on a fireworks display. Although I must say Show Low's has got way better. Anyhow the thought of missing the celebrations up north like the parade which is more about seeing everyone and hanging out at Tom's shop or going to the cul de sac by Roger and Andrea's to watch the fireworks saddens me. I wouldn't miss hanging out with my family, bbq and just kickin back with a cold cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;And...this year we get to watch Kohan ride sheep! He is so excited. Amy and Brandon taught him to say he is 4 even though he isnt haha but he has to be to ride. And so tomorrow he gets to be center stage at the rodeo grounds. I swear Paige can definetely be an attention grabber cuz she is so stinkin adorable but Kohan knows how to command a room full of people already at the age of 3 and have you pay attention. He certainly has his mom's outgoing attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So me and G.R. are off up north again for the 3rd weekend in a row. This summer has been insane for us! F&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sk0syCbVHjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rHkc7kkEF-M/s1600-h/travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353984770169970226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sk0syCbVHjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rHkc7kkEF-M/s320/travel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;irst I took a leave of Absence from UOP for the month of June and started with spending 10 days in Mexico for Brian and Chels' wedding. It was so relaxing but missed G and Dolce. Then the weekend I got back we went to Big Lake for the Hatch Family Reunion which was a blast. It was great to get out of the city and enjoy the fresh air and simplicity of the mountains. G.R. finally got me on a dirt bike after many years of asking me to learn and it was actually super fun-I didnt even wreck!. I finally feel like I'm getting my feet when it comes to being myself and being comfortable around his family. Only took me 4 years haha! But they are all awesome people and its amazing to me how such a big family stays so close and tight knit! Last weekend Brians wedding month continued for their Reception in Show Low and a big get together at my parents afterwards. And it still continues cuz me and G.R. just boarded the Vegas trip for next weekend to see them officially and legally marry at the drive in chapel! It's going to be super fun cuz it'll be the first time G.R. has been to vegas other than us going to drop a bike for Hacienda and my first time being in Vegas to truly appreciate it now that I'm finally 21. So stayed tuned for the fun stories from that trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-1834352260555678722?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/1834352260555678722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=1834352260555678722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1834352260555678722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1834352260555678722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG8Gi8cDArE/Sk0rcRWc4-I/AAAAAAAAABI/DF7IrG8kL8U/s72-c/4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747430289659353708.post-1357489901570194482</id><published>2009-07-02T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:53:29.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello blog world!</title><content type='html'>So after  many months of Amy telling me to look at blogspot cuz of all the people you can find I decided to look and BAM I was hooked. So after many more months of looking on here and seeing what other people are up to, I decided to stop stalking and make one of my own. Now I know I dont have a family or probably much to talk about cuz I dont have kids and what everyone seems to brag and talk about on here :), but I do have a crazy boyfriend who is somehow always getting us into some odd and random situation and a dog who on a daily basis probably does things just as interesting and crazy as kids do. So here's to my first post and hopeful people dont find what I have to say boring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747430289659353708-1357489901570194482?l=ashleyheuett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/feeds/1357489901570194482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747430289659353708&amp;postID=1357489901570194482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1357489901570194482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747430289659353708/posts/default/1357489901570194482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleyheuett.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-blog-world.html' title='Hello blog world!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02862565604849416401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
