<?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-3245040459079656114</id><updated>2011-11-13T18:22:16.031-07:00</updated><category term='Himalayan Kitchen'/><category term='Congo'/><category term='life lived'/><category term='sad crush on Jim'/><category term='tomatoes'/><category term='Seevinck'/><category term='Cafe Rio'/><category term='lovin. GoBe'/><category term='Asher'/><category term='new house'/><category term='Sundance 2009'/><category term='demo'/><category term='Seafinch'/><category term='lady baker aspirations'/><category term='my favorite girls'/><category term='home'/><category term='Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day'/><category term='Oreo Obsession'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Utah Jazz'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='I love the Glenns'/><category term='shop local'/><category term='Art City Trolley'/><category term='family'/><category term='Trace Bundy'/><category term='KitchenAid mixer'/><category term='The Huckleberry'/><category term='Pizzeria 712'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Le Creuset'/><category term='restaurant review'/><category term='Utah County'/><category term='job hunt'/><category term='Utes'/><category term='craftiness'/><category term='besty Becky'/><category term='good eats'/><category term='Love 146'/><category term='Spoon Me'/><category term='child slavery'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='New York City'/><category term='Library'/><category term='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SDt6knMiocI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5V2v_hFK-GI/s1600-h/CIMG2758.JPG'/><category term='housewifery'/><category term='homeowners'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='Salt Lake City'/><category term='Provo Craft'/><category term='Provo'/><category term='RockBand'/><category term='latte'/><category term='Havasupai'/><category term='Beehive Bazaar'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='sick. boo.'/><category term='weight watchers'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='Colorado Love'/><category term='house'/><category term='Deer Valley'/><category term='Springville'/><category term='TIFIE'/><category term='brother Matt'/><category term='Martha Stewart'/><category term='Dine O Round'/><category term='Sunflower Market'/><category term='Kingdom of God'/><category term='Party Planning Committee'/><category term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>In life, in breath, in being</title><subtitle type='html'>associated most with life spent in Provo, food, friends and home.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6212791843332541873</id><published>2011-11-13T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T18:22:16.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Apparently, I've been taking a blogging hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it's time to come back. I'll work on this.&lt;br /&gt;Posted from Carol's couch, in Colorado. &lt;br /&gt;En route to Sandy, to stay in my parents guest room. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow to Provo, to be with my man. &lt;br /&gt;Then onto Logan, to play a Seafinch show. &lt;br /&gt;Busy week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6212791843332541873?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6212791843332541873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6212791843332541873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6212791843332541873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6212791843332541873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2011/11/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5513556622660231742</id><published>2011-02-23T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T08:58:45.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Green Smoothie Recipe: Kale and Apple Goodness</title><content type='html'>With Asher out of town last week, I ate/drank a LOT of green smoothies. My goal was two a day. Somehow I talked myself into eating ranch dip and chips for dinner, twice! And Oreos and milk too. Very very naughty. But when&amp;nbsp;I did eat green smoothies, this was my new favorite: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kale and Apple smoothie, adapted from Real Simple&lt;br /&gt;several kale leaves, to fill the blender to full&lt;br /&gt;1 cup apple juice, 100% juice&lt;br /&gt;*blend until smooth&lt;br /&gt;Add one banana, a bit of fresh peeled ginger, and&amp;nbsp;a tablespoon of ground flaxseed.&amp;nbsp;Add a bit more water if necessary. Find a big straw and enjoy summer-y goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGTQDX9E_ZU/TWUuR_2W8CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/K1bE12DrbOw/s1600/greensmoothie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGTQDX9E_ZU/TWUuR_2W8CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/K1bE12DrbOw/s320/greensmoothie.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Any other green smoothie fans out there? What's your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5513556622660231742?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5513556622660231742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5513556622660231742' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5513556622660231742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5513556622660231742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2011/02/green-smoothie-recipe-kale-and-apple.html' title='Green Smoothie Recipe: Kale and Apple Goodness'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGTQDX9E_ZU/TWUuR_2W8CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/K1bE12DrbOw/s72-c/greensmoothie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2383689284335299825</id><published>2011-02-14T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:51:43.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seafinch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Love'/><title type='text'>Colorado Homesick</title><content type='html'>Asher is in Boulder this week, writing songs and melodies with our dear friend Dave Wilton. Dave produced Asher's last &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/whos-going-to-hold-you-in/id335215836"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt;, and beyond being an incredible musician with an ear for the Seafinch Sound, he&amp;nbsp;is a treasure of a friend. Over the last few years, he and his wife Ally have become some of our closest friends. Close in the comfortable way that conversation might be infrequent, but when we do talk over the phone or spend time together on a long weekend, our hearts overflow and we know that we are knit together in the most beautiful of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship began in quaint Louisville Colorado in their homey condo on Main Street. We got to know each other over late nights of Settlers of Catan, strolls through the Louisville Farmers Markets and Dave's famous White Russians. Ally and I would hike in the foothills of Boulder, and we'd wonder together about how to love our husbands better, what it means to love Jesus, and what it takes to be a good friend. Looking back, I feel like my times with Ally taught me the beauty of womanhood and friendship. Knowing that Asher sitting at their kitchen table playing cards with them makes me a bit homesick for my friends. You feel like home, dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asher wrote his first song into the wee hours of the morning upon his arrival on Friday. I asked if he had met Gideon, their adorable newborn, and he said he was introduced during his 4am feeding. :) Here's a photo of Gid and Ash during the recording session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAEyrZe0v4Y/TVoQtMTsOFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/w0BhJAmue_c/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAEyrZe0v4Y/TVoQtMTsOFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/w0BhJAmue_c/s320/photo.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a dream this week that I was on a train into Boulder with friends (Erin Klassen - why you were selling jewelry on this train, I don't know!?) The scenery changed from the familiar landscape of majestic mountains and green valleys to miles and miles of treasure fields. Gold coins, semi-precious stones and treasure boxes filled the valleys until it was shining brilliantly. I think about the parable of the treasure in the field, and that the kingdom of God is like giving your life up for that treasure. We have found lifelong treasure in our friendships that began in Boulder. And we've really just started to unearth some of their luster and gleam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this weekend on Canon Street with Ally and three sweet Wilton babies, and for next month's celebration of Miss Lily Pettigrew and her amazing mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2383689284335299825?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2383689284335299825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2383689284335299825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2383689284335299825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2383689284335299825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2011/02/colorado-homesick.html' title='Colorado Homesick'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAEyrZe0v4Y/TVoQtMTsOFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/w0BhJAmue_c/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8998072549122678186</id><published>2011-01-02T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:19:46.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Winter Outfit</title><content type='html'>Dear JCrew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say thanks for providing me with a smashing anniversary outfit. From the soft Norweigan inspired sweater, to the sexy and slimming Pixie Pants, to the gray trim peacoat with perfect lines and buttons, you made me feel like a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully your post-Christmas sales made this possible, as well as loving gift cards from my knowing family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TR4bVT4lVkI/AAAAAAAAAe0/aGJLe8dimhA/s1600/IMG_6160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TR4bVT4lVkI/AAAAAAAAAe0/aGJLe8dimhA/s320/IMG_6160.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours forever,&lt;br /&gt;Halen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8998072549122678186?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8998072549122678186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8998072549122678186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8998072549122678186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8998072549122678186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-dream-winter-outfit.html' title='My Dream Winter Outfit'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TR4bVT4lVkI/AAAAAAAAAe0/aGJLe8dimhA/s72-c/IMG_6160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1016422246203949965</id><published>2010-12-31T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:29:14.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child slavery'/><title type='text'>For Freedom and Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dec 31 – A Day for Freedom&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I received a book this year called &lt;a href="http://commonprayer.net/"&gt;Common Prayer&lt;/a&gt;, which I already love love love. It’s a modernized version of The Book of Common Prayer, ‘for ordinary radicals’. It has beautiful liturgy for daily readings and special readings that includes stories of saints, radicals, missionaries, and&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;lovers of God. I was snuggled up in bed this morning poring over the reading for today about freedom, moved to prayer and hope for those who are in physical, emotional and spiritual bondage. Here is a portion of the reading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;Watch Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;Established in African-American communities on December 31, 1862, Watch Night is a gathering to celebrate the Emancipation Proclamation becoming law. When the clock struck midnight on January 1, 1863, all slaves in the Confederate sates were proclaimed free. Since that date 146 years ago, African-Americans have celebrated the good news of freedom in local churches on New Year’s Eve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;Booker T. Washington said about the first Watch Night “As the great day grew nearer, there was more signing in the slave quarters than usual. It was bolder, had more ring, and lasted later into the night. True, they had sung those same verses before, but they had been careful to explain that the ‘freedom’ in those songs referred to the next world, and had no connection with life in this world. Now they gradually threw off the mask; and were not afraid to let it be known that the ‘freedom’ in their songs meant freedom of the body in this world”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;Like the slaves who gathered while the Civil war raged on, we proclaim freedom for all captives in Jesus’ name, knowing that for millions, freedom is not a reality. Our celebration is a commitment to join modern-day slaves and undocumented workers in their struggle for justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love supporting &lt;a href="http://love146.org/"&gt;Love146&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://iempathize.org/"&gt;iE,&lt;/a&gt; two organizations that battle daily in Southeast Asia to rescue, restore and abolish child sex slavery. Such a daunting and emotional task, and so much more help is needed. Theirs are the faces I’m thinking of and praying for when I think about freedom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was taken aback by &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Booker T. Washington’s statement about the slave songs, that they had been careful to categorize the freedom they sang about for the next life and not for now. It made me wonder what things in my life I am careful with, as to not mess with my head, my heart, or my emotions. Hope for freedom, for transformation, for healings and miracles…these are the things I want to see in my life now, not at some magical mature stage in my life, or even in heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The kingdom of God is like a party, it is near, it is righteousness, peace and love, and it is within me, now. For freedom, for radical transformation, for healings and miracles, for an abundance and joy! This is my prayer for 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shout the glad tidings o'er Egypt's dark sea: Jehovah has triumphed; his people are free!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1016422246203949965?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1016422246203949965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1016422246203949965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1016422246203949965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1016422246203949965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/12/for-freedom-and-hope.html' title='For Freedom and Hope'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-818761108157218307</id><published>2010-12-24T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:33:43.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seevinck'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://elisethephotographer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise Lauren Photography&lt;/a&gt;, we were outfitted with some wonderful Christmas picture this year. Thanks friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, we are celebrating a deep network of friends across the globe, a home we love, a city we care for, friends that spur us onto good things, music writing and music singing, family that is close and family that is far, a God who is good, and a Spirit that sweetly brings us to Jesus. Peace and Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTWOS3sZOI/AAAAAAAAAec/06F655w1Mks/s1600/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%25284%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTWOS3sZOI/AAAAAAAAAec/06F655w1Mks/s320/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%25284%2529.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTWiscuGDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cLT9_F92fQU/s1600/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%252811%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTWiscuGDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cLT9_F92fQU/s320/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%252811%2529.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTXCy5LWCI/AAAAAAAAAek/69cfdqhmOB4/s1600/blogSeevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%252822%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTXCy5LWCI/AAAAAAAAAek/69cfdqhmOB4/s320/blogSeevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%252822%2529.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTXHJt0V9I/AAAAAAAAAeo/4OfnjUtnfjY/s1600/blogSeevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%252814%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTXHJt0V9I/AAAAAAAAAeo/4OfnjUtnfjY/s320/blogSeevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%252814%2529.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTXUUBox9I/AAAAAAAAAes/mXXlcA-x9pM/s1600/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTXUUBox9I/AAAAAAAAAes/mXXlcA-x9pM/s320/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-818761108157218307?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/818761108157218307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=818761108157218307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/818761108157218307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/818761108157218307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TRTWOS3sZOI/AAAAAAAAAec/06F655w1Mks/s72-c/Seevinck+Christmas+eliselaurenphotography+%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2585976057588866166</id><published>2010-12-17T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T14:22:28.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIFIE'/><title type='text'>and...she's back!</title><content type='html'>I have been blog-MIA. Instead I've been snuggling with my man, eating with my friends, catching up on books, traveling to California, even going to movies (what?!), &amp;nbsp;working extra hours at work... you know the drills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll going to pretend like we've had no lapse, and just keep posting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a guest post I did on the TIFIE blog today - short and sweet with a little Christmas message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tifie.org/blog.php"&gt;http://www.tifie.org/blog.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2585976057588866166?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2585976057588866166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2585976057588866166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2585976057588866166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2585976057588866166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/12/andshes-back.html' title='and...she&apos;s back!'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-9033935404341326061</id><published>2010-11-04T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T15:19:00.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal Zero</title><content type='html'>In honor of my two year anniversary, I thought I'd show you a few pictures of what life looks like at my work. I've talked about working for &lt;a href="http://www.tifie.org/"&gt;TIFIE&lt;/a&gt; Humanitarian, but the other half of my job is working for Goal Zero, a company that makes portable solar power. Our stuff is really rad. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.goal0.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a small group of 25 of us at the office, which significantly larger than the 8 of us that were employed there in March. Because we're small, we definitely have a family atmosphere at work, which makes for great parties (ie the apple bobbing, minute-to-win-it games, and general tomfoolery that goes on). Also everyone is really invested the success of the company, which means that we end up doing things that weren't in our original job descriptions.... like packing product in the warehouse last week to get orders out. It also means that our excitement level is pretty high (maybe that's stress/adreniline?) so the fact that we ran outside clapping and cheering on Friday when our newly wrapped trailer and van drove in isn't odd at all. It looks so good! &amp;nbsp;We also have some pretty great company retreats up in the mountains of Morgan with our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, we have a lot to celebrate on a regular basis, and I'm really thankful to work with such a great group of people who are committed to each other and to the success of our start-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3es2f4FII/AAAAAAAAAeE/GMBySEYVH_4/s1600/IMG_0553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3es2f4FII/AAAAAAAAAeE/GMBySEYVH_4/s320/IMG_0553.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3fCXLuB_I/AAAAAAAAAeM/i4NCbWvxPj8/s1600/IMG_0562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3fCXLuB_I/AAAAAAAAAeM/i4NCbWvxPj8/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3fjN5eR3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/sQR3T-mlpKg/s1600/IMG_5670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3fjN5eR3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/sQR3T-mlpKg/s320/IMG_5670.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-9033935404341326061?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/9033935404341326061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=9033935404341326061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/9033935404341326061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/9033935404341326061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/11/goal-zero.html' title='Goal Zero'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3es2f4FII/AAAAAAAAAeE/GMBySEYVH_4/s72-c/IMG_0553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2735859692311630769</id><published>2010-11-02T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:05:00.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love from Norway</title><content type='html'>My mother in law just returned from a trip to Norway. She is really wonderful with gift-giving, and brought me back this beautiful headband. She's an artist who always notices design details, and I'm grateful to be the recipient! Asher always gets candy from whatever country she visits. I think I win as far as presents go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3avtqZsnI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aeaAYxRvDEU/s1600/CameraBag_Photo_1001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3avtqZsnI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aeaAYxRvDEU/s200/CameraBag_Photo_1001.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2735859692311630769?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2735859692311630769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2735859692311630769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2735859692311630769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2735859692311630769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-from-norway.html' title='Love from Norway'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3avtqZsnI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aeaAYxRvDEU/s72-c/CameraBag_Photo_1001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-199789843331261309</id><published>2010-10-31T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:49:51.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><title type='text'>October dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3ULV6at7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Tz8XHs-0zpI/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3ULV6at7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Tz8XHs-0zpI/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I haven't ever been much of a Halloween celebrator, but this year I have carved pumpkins and dressed up. The carving of the pumpkins was great friends and we only sustained one small injury. This was my first pumpkin carving that didn't have a cross or say the word JESUS. : ) I know, I'm such a rebel. Here are our fun friends... There are more fun photos of the final products on Elise's blog &lt;a href="http://capenercaboodle.blogspot.com/2010/10/carving-pumpkins-2010.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. Gessel, master carver. He has decades of experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UjNGnrII/AAAAAAAAAdc/tFQvLSUo76o/s1600/IMG_0513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UjNGnrII/AAAAAAAAAdc/tFQvLSUo76o/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mr. Drew Capener, reluctant house designer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UnlbL8PI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JMLQevO9XqE/s1600/IMG_0521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UnlbL8PI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JMLQevO9XqE/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ms. Elise Capener, survivor of pumpkin carving injuries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UnBd7liI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Nj0Q5cBH8GA/s1600/IMG_0520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UnBd7liI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Nj0Q5cBH8GA/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UmicFJnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PKG4g2-vQgA/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UmicFJnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PKG4g2-vQgA/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ms. Natalie Gessel, whimsical carver of dots and swirls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UkKma8JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2_gmOH_RCZ0/s1600/IMG_0515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UkKma8JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2_gmOH_RCZ0/s320/IMG_0515.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mr. Asher Seevinck, loudest pumpkin carver, ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UldBNHiI/AAAAAAAAAds/lLRIT16vlbc/s1600/IMG_0517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3UldBNHiI/AAAAAAAAAds/lLRIT16vlbc/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-199789843331261309?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/199789843331261309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=199789843331261309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/199789843331261309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/199789843331261309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-dates.html' title='October dates'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TM3ULV6at7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Tz8XHs-0zpI/s72-c/IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1265440013252655216</id><published>2010-10-22T15:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T15:00:00.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St George Marathon Inspiration and Seablue</title><content type='html'>Of course, I'm always eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLvDkHwHWZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5Qv6w-oTRSI/s1600/IMG_0442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLvDkHwHWZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5Qv6w-oTRSI/s320/IMG_0442.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drove down to St George a few weeks back to cheer for Cody and Paul in the St George Marathon. What a feat! I cried so many times...it stopped being surprising after a while. Whenever a runner would say 'thanks' when we cheered for them we they ran by, I'd cry. If there was a mom or dad who ran by their kids, I'd cry. When someone was limping, I'd cry. If someone was cheering for themselves, I'd cry. When Paul screamed when we ran across the finish line, I cried. He hurt his knees while training, so he was such a trooper! We happened to catch up to him right before he was going to the finish line so Asher ran with him for about a block. And yes, that made me cry too. Marathons are emotional business! I wish we would've had a picture of Cody and Paul together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then packed the runners up and drove down to Vegas. Bad idea, considering they were incredible sore. Paul looked like a pirate the way he limped to our hotel - I felt very bad for suggestion a Vegas night after the fact. The highlight of our night in Vegas was definitely our dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.mgmgrand.com/restaurants/seablue-mediterranean-restaurant.aspx"&gt;Seablue&lt;/a&gt;, a restaurant at the MGM. My brother knows the chef since he competed on Top Chef, and Matt works with the chefs on Top Chef. We were treated like royalty and ate some top-notch seafood, like the tuna tartar, the fresh lobster tail, mussels from multiple oceans, Spanish trout, octopus, the list goes on and on. It was DELICIOUS. (My photos were a bit dark, so I'm sparing you the poor foodie pictures).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1265440013252655216?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1265440013252655216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1265440013252655216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1265440013252655216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1265440013252655216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/st-george-marathon-inspiration-and.html' title='St George Marathon Inspiration and Seablue'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLvDkHwHWZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5Qv6w-oTRSI/s72-c/IMG_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7359365218774232222</id><published>2010-10-19T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:00:01.714-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Feast of Onions</title><content type='html'>Since I was the loser of Onion Competition of 2010, I had to create a delicious menu of red onions for &lt;a href="http://colorredmedia.com/"&gt;Cody McCarthy&lt;/a&gt;, which took place this last week. Cody won 2nd place at the Utah State Fair with these onions. No, not the big ones, the tiny organic ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu5dJ9mZ7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/rpoStGmo-LY/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu5dJ9mZ7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/rpoStGmo-LY/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu5oHxS-5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/nmX-4eSSHAM/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu5oHxS-5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/nmX-4eSSHAM/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for a table full of friends, I made a variety of onion dishes - boiled, baked and roasted. To begin, we had&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/French-Red-Onion-Soup-243524"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; French Red Onion soup which was surprisingly, bowl-licking good. I think it was because I used his spice, star anise. Isn't it beautiful? The Gruyere topped toast was a beautiful finishing touch to the soup as well (and made for great leftovers the next night!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu6ggGJUTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NTTebM0VizA/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu6ggGJUTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NTTebM0VizA/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also made a roasted red onion focaccia bread from my Artisan Bread in 5 Minute a Day cookbook. I still have a ways to go in my baking abilities so it was just okay. But what was delicious was the balsamic roasted chicken and vegetables. An hour in balsamic vinegar made those chicken tenders (and peppers, squash and onions) &amp;nbsp;divine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though we all smelled fairly ripe by the end of the evening, it was a success, I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7359365218774232222?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7359365218774232222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7359365218774232222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7359365218774232222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7359365218774232222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/feast-of-onions.html' title='Feast of Onions'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLu5dJ9mZ7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/rpoStGmo-LY/s72-c/IMG_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5810822215680171173</id><published>2010-10-18T15:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:00:00.974-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingdom of God'/><title type='text'>Biblical Story Telling</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a class at church about Biblical Storytelling that I've really enjoyed the last few weeks. The facilitator is a wonderful woman who has a depth of wisdom and thoughtful comments that really inspire me as a teacher. A few things I've learned so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Biblical storytelling is important to the listener, since we remember in pictures, but also important to society, as there are many people groups who don't have a written language.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although those of us who have grown up in church might be trained to 'apply' a story to our life or make a 'how-to' based on a story, story tellers have to be careful to stay true to the original story, and not inject what isn't in the text, including their own thoughts, wonderings, attitudes, teachable moments, etc... into the text. When we do this, we take away the listeners ability to form their own picture or come to their own conclusion. That would be a teaching, as opposed to telling a story. I think it's really beautiful how the Holy Spirit can use one story to encourage several listeners in unique ways. He is so good like that. (Disclaimer: I totally believer that our imaginations and imagining ourselves in Biblical stories is a great way to participate in the text, or to 'eat this book' as E&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eat-This-Book-Conversation-Spiritual/dp/0802829481"&gt;ugene Peterson&lt;/a&gt; would say, but would make sure I was very clear to my listeners that it was me, and not the text).&lt;br /&gt;3. It is hard to remember details. I heard in a public speaking class this week that our short-term memory can only remember 8 things at a time. In a similar vein, we were taught to try to condense every story into 10 sentences to make sure that we know the themes and the plot of the story before telling it. It is a difficult task.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am so thankful that there are thousands of stories in the Bible that reveal God and His character. I have been studying Hagar, and if the story of Hagar was the only story that I read, I would come to some harsh conclusions about God and the Israelites. But coupled with other stories of God's faithfulness and goodness, we see a multifaceted view of God and His love. I need to read more stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wonderful stories, today at church was unique in that we didn't have a traditional message, instead the speaker told a story set to music, that we all got to participate in. It was a beautiful parable of a young girl conquering fear, resting in the hiding places of her King, worshipping her way to victory in a battle against the enemy, and feasting at a table prepared before her enemies. So thankful for my creative and expressive family of Believers at the Fellowship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5810822215680171173?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5810822215680171173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5810822215680171173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5810822215680171173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5810822215680171173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/biblical-story-telling.html' title='Biblical Story Telling'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7379396127303796075</id><published>2010-10-17T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:37:26.516-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>New Dessert Recipe: Roasted Fruit with Coffee Grounds</title><content type='html'>Intrigued? It will be your new favorite dessert. Promise. A friend brought it over for dessert last week and this recipe impressed me with its simplicity and deliciousness. She made it with pears, I made it with peaches the following night. I also made a Provo and non-Provo version without the coffee. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would've taken a photo but it was just so fast and simple, before I knew it the dessert was crafted and consumed. Hope you enjoy! Ingredients are simple - fruit, honey, sugar (3 parts) and coffee (1 part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 350. Halve the fruit (or pit) and place on baking sheet, skin down. Dollop honey onto each fruit segment. Bake for 12-15 minutes. Sprinkle mixture of sugar/coffee onto fruit and serve with ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7379396127303796075?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7379396127303796075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7379396127303796075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7379396127303796075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7379396127303796075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-dessert-recipe-roasted-fruit-with.html' title='New Dessert Recipe: Roasted Fruit with Coffee Grounds'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5879449292478819395</id><published>2010-10-14T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:05:00.818-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Quick Dessert</title><content type='html'>I was invited to a dinner, and they asked me to bring a dessert. I didn't want to go to the store, so I had to come up with something delicious with gingersnaps, lemon pudding, and blueberries. I found a few recipes online, but came up with this layered trifle-like dessert. It tasted much better than it looked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKgeeGMljI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_qGVI-QlaBI/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKgeeGMljI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_qGVI-QlaBI/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5879449292478819395?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5879449292478819395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5879449292478819395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5879449292478819395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5879449292478819395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick-dessert.html' title='Quick Dessert'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKgeeGMljI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_qGVI-QlaBI/s72-c/IMG_0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4542764083259890106</id><published>2010-10-11T18:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:00:02.145-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Autumnal Looks</title><content type='html'>This is what I found this week outside. Surprisingly, October is still full of color and life in my garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKe5Hn3MvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/4au6-jhykOg/s1600/IMG_5756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKe5Hn3MvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/4au6-jhykOg/s320/IMG_5756.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKe9-A0MtI/AAAAAAAAAcY/451FBTcW79k/s1600/IMG_5760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKe9-A0MtI/AAAAAAAAAcY/451FBTcW79k/s320/IMG_5760.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKfK8scuSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ta_fSvnTDxU/s1600/IMG_5763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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A pretty wonderful substitution for a Sunday nap, I'd like to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcVxNA-lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OYnLNwCqXwM/s1600/IMG_0495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcVxNA-lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OYnLNwCqXwM/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcclgxrcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/c4RIpxMw4DM/s1600/IMG_0493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcclgxrcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/c4RIpxMw4DM/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcjiyuD7I/AAAAAAAAAcM/VyPipsh8fLA/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcjiyuD7I/AAAAAAAAAcM/VyPipsh8fLA/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcsp2a06I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MfuB4ZDGimI/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcsp2a06I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MfuB4ZDGimI/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-3337868218873990628?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/3337868218873990628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=3337868218873990628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3337868218873990628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3337868218873990628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-in-my-garden.html' title='Today in my garden...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TLKcVxNA-lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OYnLNwCqXwM/s72-c/IMG_0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8935117060410374649</id><published>2010-09-18T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:00:01.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Canning  - dilly beans</title><content type='html'>Following in the tradition of &lt;a href="http://knowtimeforknitting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becca&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Lisa Parry and their incredible womeness, I attempted canning this weekend with Lisa. Her dilly beans have me droolin' in salads (with feta!), sandwiches (with peppers!) and straight out of the jar (with a fork!). &amp;nbsp;There isn't a better thing than juicy green beans that taste like salt and vinegar chips. The recipe is a neighborhood secret, but it involved what felt like barrels of vinegar, salt, dill weed (from my garden!) and cayenne pepper. We shall see how the experiment turns out in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLzMi5h-6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/dPg1jc5Hfyc/s1600/dilly+beans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLzMi5h-6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/dPg1jc5Hfyc/s320/dilly+beans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8935117060410374649?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8935117060410374649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8935117060410374649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8935117060410374649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8935117060410374649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/09/adventures-in-canning-dilly-beans.html' title='Adventures in Canning  - dilly beans'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLzMi5h-6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/dPg1jc5Hfyc/s72-c/dilly+beans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2168160686475321760</id><published>2010-09-18T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:00:05.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>He's coming, he's coming!</title><content type='html'>My little brudder is coming at the end of the month. I'm pretending he's coming to see me, even though he's &amp;nbsp;really renewing his driver's license. He's currently working in NYC on Top Chef (sometimes, he's even in the show!) and lives the life of a vagabond traveler, so we don't see him often. He's been traveling to Singapore and Malaysia most recently (thanks to friends Fintan and &lt;a href="http://jdbblogg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenn&lt;/a&gt; for putting him up!). We plan on doing thing like driving to Vegas to shop and play, camping in the mountains, eating at Cafe Rio, having Tuesday-Night-Dinner with our Provo people, making gourmet salmon, and drink coffee. Maybe a few beers. It will be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see you Matty!&lt;br /&gt;(This is him in Bali)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL1yDhBr-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/H-I4ePu4nzM/s1600/MattinBali.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL1yDhBr-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/H-I4ePu4nzM/s320/MattinBali.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2168160686475321760?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2168160686475321760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2168160686475321760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2168160686475321760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2168160686475321760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/09/hes-coming-hes-coming.html' title='He&apos;s coming, he&apos;s coming!'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL1yDhBr-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/H-I4ePu4nzM/s72-c/MattinBali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7029775507910883676</id><published>2010-09-17T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T07:00:01.121-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><title type='text'>Sometimes we lunch</title><content type='html'>For once, the ladies of Provo got together without the ever present, always hungry men in our lives. Two dear friends had a birthday within days of each other, and a few of us threw together food, drinks and decor to make them feel as special as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianna is a sunshine of a friend, a joy-bringer and conversation-remember. She's my favorite Russian, I think.&amp;nbsp;Elise is a lightning bold of a friend - bright, bold and beautiful. No one like her! Because of her I embrace stripes and sailors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise took beautiful photos that I stole (check out her photo blog &lt;a href="http://elisethephotographer.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and you should love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLwz8WUkTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/KaG9qMPo2z8/s1600/blog22nd+birthday+luncheon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLwz8WUkTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/KaG9qMPo2z8/s320/blog22nd+birthday+luncheon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLw4op2HDI/AAAAAAAAAak/qxlsT9l6Pfw/s1600/blog22birthdayglutencake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLw4op2HDI/AAAAAAAAAak/qxlsT9l6Pfw/s320/blog22birthdayglutencake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLw_907-iI/AAAAAAAAAa8/XzotXiQSOF0/s320/blog22bdayelise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLw84e1SZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zppazvc0KXc/s1600/blog22birthday+decor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLw84e1SZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zppazvc0KXc/s320/blog22birthday+decor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7029775507910883676?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7029775507910883676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7029775507910883676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7029775507910883676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7029775507910883676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes-we-lunch.html' title='Sometimes we lunch'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLwz8WUkTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/KaG9qMPo2z8/s72-c/blog22nd+birthday+luncheon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-879847694806443315</id><published>2010-09-16T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:07:47.504-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIFIE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Oh, and Africa</title><content type='html'>I am still writing about Africa, and Paris for you friends.&lt;br /&gt;But until I do, here's a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL3Kd-iXWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZFaECbhWIPQ/s1600/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL3Kd-iXWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZFaECbhWIPQ/s320/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL3Kd-iXWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZFaECbhWIPQ/s1600/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL2cSGM_nI/AAAAAAAAAbU/sgpMab94DAY/s1600/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL2cSGM_nI/AAAAAAAAAbU/sgpMab94DAY/s320/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL2psLQiFI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1wsZxrtOBIo/s1600/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL3CS88l1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/y09A0iUD_IM/s1600/487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL3CS88l1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/y09A0iUD_IM/s320/487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL21YsMYwI/AAAAAAAAAbs/iVKDLWKNHuY/s1600/432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL21YsMYwI/AAAAAAAAAbs/iVKDLWKNHuY/s320/432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-879847694806443315?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/879847694806443315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=879847694806443315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/879847694806443315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/879847694806443315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-and-africa.html' title='Oh, and Africa'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJL3Kd-iXWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZFaECbhWIPQ/s72-c/DRC+August+2010+Chris+Camera+295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1129408313355664298</id><published>2010-09-16T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:26:48.429-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my favorite girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><title type='text'>Why, Hello</title><content type='html'>We said goodbye to a favorite friend this week. Sarah Taylor was part of the reason we landed in Provo, and she has been a treasure of a friend these last two years. She moved this week to LA area to go to Fuller Seminary. She's kind of a genius, no big deal. &amp;nbsp;She loved well, she thought hard, and she lived sincerely. I admire so much her honesty about her faith, feelings and actions - she reminds me constantly to consider why I think what I do, and what I even think, in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loved dear Sarah, and will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;But California is not that far away, so we will see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLt3OLnPWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RoLvORQfMJU/s1600/IMG_0118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLt3OLnPWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RoLvORQfMJU/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1129408313355664298?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1129408313355664298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1129408313355664298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1129408313355664298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1129408313355664298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-hello.html' title='Why, Hello'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TJLt3OLnPWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RoLvORQfMJU/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8398831734093196438</id><published>2010-07-18T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:54:09.923-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><title type='text'>Cheese and Wine: Park City Food and Wine Classic 2010</title><content type='html'>I got the change to attend the Park City Food and Wine Classic last weekend thanks to &lt;a href="http://colorredmedia.com/our-work"&gt;Color Red Media&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It was a perfect summer afternoon, complete with a gondola ride, fresh food and delicious drinks, with the company of four of my favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOR98W0BXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y4N-qVlNYAo/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOR98W0BXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y4N-qVlNYAo/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOSKUJMyfI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ejY9mBx5x94/s1600/IMG_0088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOSKUJMyfI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ejY9mBx5x94/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights included dishes from The Canyons, Bangkok Thai on Main, and &lt;a href="http://communalrestaurant.blogspot.com/"&gt;Communal&lt;/a&gt; (Utah County represent!) I was pleasantly surprised that Kerrygold had a booth, and I had far too many samples of Dubliner cheese and butter. Is there anything better? &lt;a href="http://thecopperonion.com/"&gt;The Copper Onion&lt;/a&gt; also had a booth, and their tomato gazpacho and ricotta and beet crostini was superb. (PS: I love how beets taste like earth, which is totally different than how olives taste like a basement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOSO3E6KiI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Pzitn3teLxc/s1600/IMG_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOSO3E6KiI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Pzitn3teLxc/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOSgDXWX0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8NImSDxQBto/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOSgDXWX0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8NImSDxQBto/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As an inexperienced wine drinker, I know only few things about what I like. But I learned something very important on this fair weathered afternoon. There is a treasure to be found in a vintage port. &amp;nbsp;We tried the Dows' Late bottled Vintage Port and Graham's "Six Grapes" vintage port. The person working the booth suggested that one would be for chocolate lovers and one would be for creme brulee lovers. This was true for our group, but unfortunately, I don't remember which one was which. Both can be found for under $20, which is a steal for the taste. We did try a $75 port that was decadent, and made me feel like I fit in with the Park City crowd we were surrounded by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at the &lt;a href="http://www.highwest.com/saloon"&gt;High West Distillery&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;saloon for the after-after party, and I highly recommend a stop by for those of you entertaining guests from out of town. Their homemade lemonade and whiskey was summertime perfection. From the lighting to the tables to the sweet little glasses that we were served, it was a great end to a great afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOTojTci1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5Na687yo7hk/s1600/IMG_0102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOTojTci1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5Na687yo7hk/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8398831734093196438?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8398831734093196438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8398831734093196438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8398831734093196438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8398831734093196438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheese-and-wine-park-city-food-and-wine.html' title='Cheese and Wine: Park City Food and Wine Classic 2010'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TEOR98W0BXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y4N-qVlNYAo/s72-c/IMG_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6416327820203467139</id><published>2010-07-11T18:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:44:08.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Toronto Travels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Asher and I took a vacation last week to Toronto to visit our dear friends Erin and Will. Erin was a fellow study-abroad friend from my time in England. We've been in each other's weddings since then, and have managed to meet up in fun cities whenever we can. Erin and Will treated us like royalty, and we came home rested, rejuvenated, and with a bit of a longing to live in a big city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our arrival corresponded with the G-20 summit in Toronto. The riots and burning police cars were just a bit too close for comfort, so we retreated away to Muskoka Lake, which was about 2 hours away. We arrived at the dock, and took a speedboat to the island with the picturesque cottage we were staying at. I felt like I should've been in a romance movie the whole time- it was beautiful. We dined on gourmet delights, dove off of the boathouse into the lake, walked the island, and boated around the lake looking for Goldie Hawn. Erin's excited face in the last picture isn't because she saw Goldie (who's cottage was there somewhere) but because she just got soaked on the boat. Cute, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdJOXxDcI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QJwqeNiUsMA/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdJOXxDcI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QJwqeNiUsMA/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdSERW05I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ztAhNBGpLak/s1600/IMG_4772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdSERW05I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ztAhNBGpLak/s320/IMG_4772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdfnd1eXI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iFSYp039Nak/s1600/IMG_4742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdfnd1eXI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iFSYp039Nak/s320/IMG_4742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpi1_S9kbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VceNe8aOljM/s1600/IMG_4698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpi1_S9kbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VceNe8aOljM/s320/IMG_4698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the week relaxing in their sweet downtown apartment, bbq-ing with their friends, walking the city streets, shopping, picnicking, and exploring. I appreciate big cities and their diversity - mom and pop shops, languages, cultures, and restaurants. I also really began to love Erin and Will's way of life - walking. Walking to the butcher, walking to the corner store for groceries for a day or two, walking to the streetcar, walking everywhere! With no big box stores, we visited cute little shops everywhere for the things we needed to buy. Shopping was preplanned, life is simple, life is slower. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below include the view from the Toronto Football Club, our quadricycling adventures on Toronto Island and brunch at the Drake Hotel. The Drake is THE boutique hotel in Toronto. With a sweet General Store, delicious restaurant, and great live music, it was the perfect morning. (Or early afternoon, let's be honest. We slept in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDphbO95bsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BlCWuMfLJW8/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDphbO95bsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BlCWuMfLJW8/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDphgJos6DI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lXpmBT4DUt0/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDphgJos6DI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lXpmBT4DUt0/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpiYO1vV8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/3U4aWC5NQ4U/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpiYO1vV8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/3U4aWC5NQ4U/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacations make me love Asher more. Here's us in love at Toronto Island. I especially loved him considering I lost my new iPhone there. He was very nice through the whole thing. Good thing Canadians are sweet and honest. It had been found within 45 minutes and Erin and I ran our guts out across the island to reclaim it from Bill and his cute little wife, my heros. His reward? He asked for a bottle of sand from the Great Salt Lake. Done. Thanks Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpkptavZdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6Bh4mkydTTQ/s1600/IMG_4830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpkptavZdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6Bh4mkydTTQ/s320/IMG_4830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6416327820203467139?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6416327820203467139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6416327820203467139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6416327820203467139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6416327820203467139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/07/toronto-travels.html' title='Toronto Travels'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDpdJOXxDcI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QJwqeNiUsMA/s72-c/IMG_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6071466582691121936</id><published>2010-07-07T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:48:33.471-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIFIE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Jet plane to Africa</title><content type='html'>Well friends, I am going to making a little jaunt over to Africa in a little over a month! It's a work trip, partially learning and exploring, and partially meeting our employees and seeing all that we do together to accomplish sustainable enterprise in the Democratic Republic of Congo. Check us out at &lt;a href="http://www.tifie.org/"&gt;http://www.tifie.org/&lt;/a&gt;. I'll be gone 10 days to the heart of Africa, in Kinshasa. I seriously need to read up on the history of the country. Thinking about conquering White Man's Burden, or, if that doesn't go over well, at least the Poisonwood Bible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty stoked that my dad is going with me. It will be our first father-daughter trip, just us. He and Matty went to Europe together about 2 years ago, so it will be fun to do something similar. He's been wanting to go to Africa to use his master skills to build/paint/work/dig/plant/repair. I'll probably be doing the same (eek!) as well as doing some blogging for our website, writing a mini-travel guide for our guests, and generally being helpful. I'm excited for how this will affect my role in the organization and projects that I can work on when I get back, and how it will change the effect of my every-day jobs. I'm wondering how to prepare for the trip, besides the obvious vaccinations, purchases, and malaria medicaiton. It's an odd combination of work responsibilites + casting vision + humanitarian heart + family time (with employee's families, my dad and my boss' family!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you worried, I'll tell you what I told my mom. The conflict in Congo is on the eastern side of the country, and we'll be entirely on the western side nearby Kinshasa. The two sides of the country are practically impassible. Plus my dad will be with me. So I'm not scared at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I'm going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDUDVi1YJnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/WLfuWdJNkhs/s1600/DRC+Map.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDUDVi1YJnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/WLfuWdJNkhs/s320/DRC+Map.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although I really wanted to tell you all about this trip, I also needed to bring up a slight concern I have. How will Asher survive 2 weeks without me?! So I need you all to take&amp;nbsp;care of Asher while I'm gone. Suggestions include, camping,&amp;nbsp;dinner, going to shows, making him go on tour with you, &amp;nbsp;having sleepovers, and general hang-out. I'll organize a sign-up. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6071466582691121936?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6071466582691121936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6071466582691121936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6071466582691121936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6071466582691121936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/07/jet-plane-to-africa.html' title='Jet plane to Africa'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/TDUDVi1YJnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/WLfuWdJNkhs/s72-c/DRC+Map.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4792351325488194198</id><published>2010-03-31T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:22:15.880-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>And onto April</title><content type='html'>Since March is officially over in two and a half hours, I am looking forward to April already. I am looking forward to a mini-retreat with ProvoCraft ladies to a surprise location. It is so nice that they are still including me even though I officially don't work with them anymore, a weekend visit from &lt;a href="http://www.theblackthornproject.com/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wonderful people, &lt;a href="http://poeticallyfamiliar.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; lovely lady in town over Easter, and the ever-wonderful birthday month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday month is especially wonderful, not just for the attention and presents, but because Asher finishes everything on my honey-do list around the house. It's the one month the he has to. I don't know how this happened but it started last year, and I definitely plan on reinstating it every year. It is wonderful. The list this year, which is still a surprise to him unless he's reading this (if so, hi ash!) is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-installing new faucet for the guest bathroom (apologies to all of our friends that still have to look at the purple paint on there from previous remodels)&lt;br /&gt;-finishing the bar stool framing and buying bar stools (again apologies to all of our friends who stare at unfinished wood every Tuesday night)&lt;br /&gt;-scheduling a tree removal (hooray - no more dead tree!)&lt;br /&gt;- touch up painting. I'm leaving this general because it may or may not include a long list of other painting items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, that is just one project per week. I think it's totally doable. Don't you Ash? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job before the Thornton's come is to repaint the guest bathroom and pick up storage and hardware for it. If anyone wants to spend an evening painting with me, let me know! (There's probably just room for 2 people in the bathroom though... it can't be a big party). We'll see what happens. Any incredible weekend bathroom remodel ideas on a budget?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4792351325488194198?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4792351325488194198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4792351325488194198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4792351325488194198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4792351325488194198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-onto-april.html' title='And onto April'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-3951635833067396940</id><published>2010-03-11T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:45:23.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salt Lake City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besty Becky'/><title type='text'>Beehive Cheese Factory Tour and Review</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://vintagemixer.blogspot.com/2010/03/beehive-cheese-factory-and-recipe-for.html"&gt;my post&lt;/a&gt; on my dear friend Becky's blog, Vintage Mixer. We spent at Saturday with the owners of Beehive Cheese, touring their factory, learning about artisan cheesemaking, and of course, eating.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it makes you hungry! Make sure to buy Barely Buzzed, Seahive, or the standard Promontory cheese at your next fine dining/grocery experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For great restaurant recommendations, and any other Salt Lake foodie good-to-know's, make sure to follow Becky's &lt;a href="http://vintagemixer.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; or on twitter at &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SLCFOODIE"&gt;@slcfoodie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-3951635833067396940?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/3951635833067396940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=3951635833067396940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3951635833067396940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3951635833067396940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/03/beehive-cheese-factory-tour-and-review.html' title='Beehive Cheese Factory Tour and Review'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1864178200880333675</id><published>2010-03-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:09:41.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Green Smoothie</title><content type='html'>I'm not typically an early morning blogger, but I've got to share my first ever green smoothie. All because I had a bunch of spinach in my friend (thanks &lt;a href="http://totallyautomatic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt;). It is so good, and there's something about drinking green chunks of vegetables and fruit that make me feel like my day is off to a great start. My recipe was fairly thrown together, and probably too sugary. But it was a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Any other favorite green smoothie recipes out there? I'd love to hear them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups spinach&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups mixed tropical fruit (in natural juices)&lt;br /&gt;1 c water&lt;br /&gt;1 c low sugar orange juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S40po3v6WQI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ej1SZvB0-O4/s1600-h/green+smoothie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S40po3v6WQI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ej1SZvB0-O4/s320/green+smoothie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1864178200880333675?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1864178200880333675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1864178200880333675' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1864178200880333675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1864178200880333675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/03/green-smoothie.html' title='Green Smoothie'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S40po3v6WQI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ej1SZvB0-O4/s72-c/green+smoothie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1381784291186181943</id><published>2010-03-01T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:55:11.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><title type='text'>28 Days Later...</title><content type='html'>Had I posted something in February, I would posted something about my incredible cruise with Carol to the Caribbean. It was a &lt;a href="http://www.cricut.com/default.aspx"&gt;Cricut&lt;/a&gt; Cruise. I hope all of you crafters are gasping with delight. And yes, I did dress up in the Cricut costume. I won this cruise in a contest at my work (&lt;a href="http://www.provocraft.com/"&gt;ProvoCraft&lt;/a&gt;) for an idea that I proposed and implement: monthly creative session. So far we've had watercolor classes, drawing classes, a card making class, and photography classes. It's been really fun. And a cruise with one of my closest friends was a beautiful sunny spot in an otherwise gray and busy February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S4y0PtBjGyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Cs0wS0XZnsA/s1600-h/Caribbean+Cruise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S4y0PtBjGyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Cs0wS0XZnsA/s320/Caribbean+Cruise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I posted in February, I also would've mentioned how much I love the Olympics. It's an excuse to be totally caught up in reality TV, and crying, even over ice skating is considered perfectly appropriate. No joke - I walked in last week to 8 men in my living room watching women's figure skating. And they were TOTALLY into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I posted in February I would've said that I was especially excited to have fun &lt;a href="http://lovelysplendid.blogspot.com/"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; visit from Boulder. I'm not as brave as they are and remained tattooless after their trip, but they sure are fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I posted in February I would've said that I LOVE my lil book club, made up of several wonderful ladies who make me laugh. And I kind of have girl-crushes on most of them. You should see how they dress. You would too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I posted in February I might've said that I feel like a grown-up, navigating the waters of job changes, offers and 5 year plans. Funny how on the brink of 25, I felt like I would feel older. Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, it's March. So I'll make up for lost time. Spring is coming. My bulbs are coming up. The dirt smells sweet. Sunshine is no longer a memory but is still out when I get out of work. Looking forward to this month. Watch out for a blog post with Becky over at &lt;a href="http://vintagemixer.blogspot.com/"&gt;VintageMixer&lt;/a&gt; about our trip to the Beehive Cheese Factory this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1381784291186181943?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1381784291186181943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1381784291186181943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1381784291186181943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1381784291186181943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/03/28-days-later.html' title='28 Days Later...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S4y0PtBjGyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Cs0wS0XZnsA/s72-c/Caribbean+Cruise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1872651825184692617</id><published>2010-01-24T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:24:01.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>A few happy things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happiness isn't found in things, and I wouldn't say I'm a happy person because of things. I know it's something deeper in our souls, however, there are things in my house that made me quite happy today. I took down my Christmas tree yesterday, which felt quite sad. However, to fill the void, I began looking through my house with new eyes, moving tables and pictures and books and anything else that struck my fancy. My front room has a new feel to it, and it makes me feel almost as good as a splurge at Super-Target.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zsP-pk4GI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ugopONz_PV8/s1600-h/IMG_1874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zsP-pk4GI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ugopONz_PV8/s320/IMG_1874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Family Heirlooms: These are my great grandmothers utensils that she used for making butter. The box was used for shaping the butter, the paddles was for stirring, the tennis-racquet looking one made an indent on the top, the whisk for whisking, and I'm not sure about the swirly guy. But I think the paddle was hand carved. Any suggestions on how to display would be fabulous. Right now they've found a cozy home in a pitcher on the Hoosier Cabinet in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zs9wqTN7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/WlMMpwVpl-I/s1600-h/IMG_1878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zs9wqTN7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/WlMMpwVpl-I/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Down East Homes has a new shipment of Williams Sonoma tablecloths. This beauty matches our kitchen perfectly. I have a few other tablecloths from there (found on super-clearance); not only are their patterns gorgeous, but from what I understand, their quality of fabric and hems make them top-notch. So I guess I did splurge on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1ztN2U1DWI/AAAAAAAAAW4/463bl-45lOA/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1ztN2U1DWI/AAAAAAAAAW4/463bl-45lOA/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Newly repurposed side table, coupled with our sweet yellow chair makes for a welcome little sitting area in the kitchen. The flowers make me quite happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zt7sHhOpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2MgxdlsiaX0/s1600-h/IMG_1883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zt7sHhOpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2MgxdlsiaX0/s320/IMG_1883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This sweet glass bird is from Norway, a gift from my mother in law. It is welcoming in the much needed sunshine into the kitchen instead of simple adorning the Christmas tree! Kaneisha said it, and I think I agree, I would mind a collection of blown glass collectibles to hang in front of my window. We'll see if that materializes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zuV4nOGDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/K2zMilXLrgg/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zuV4nOGDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/K2zMilXLrgg/s320/IMG_1886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This photo of my love and I. He would've been 18 and I was 16, maybe 15. He wasn't in love with me at this point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zuizMB-HI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/z9Cc7uG3-NY/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zuizMB-HI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/z9Cc7uG3-NY/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We finally moved the photos from leaning against the wall, to being hung on the wall. Makes the dresser much less cluttered. Repurposed little box now holds keys and such, instead of towels in the guest room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zu1X1N-iI/AAAAAAAAAXY/53CLch7oheQ/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zu1X1N-iI/AAAAAAAAAXY/53CLch7oheQ/s320/IMG_1892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Books that were in my great great aunts trunk, have been newly stacked and hopefully will add to the character in our front room. The vintage postcards are from Utah, both with writing on the front dating to the early 1900's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zvNwWhvLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QEFIwEeg5xk/s1600-h/IMG_1890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zvNwWhvLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QEFIwEeg5xk/s320/IMG_1890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The before-mentioned trunk is staying put by the door, even though the Christmas tree has been taken down. The framed poloraid is on Asher's new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/seafinch"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, and was taken by our friend JJ on his LDS mission to the Ukraine. That was his Christmas present to us and we can't wait to put it up. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://usa.hunter-boot.com/1/Welcome-To-The-Home-Of-Hunter-Wellies.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; boots were Asher's gift to me for Christmas. They have already been worn a fair amount of time, when I feel the need to traipse through the snow, or stomp through puddles. This is surprisingly happening more often now that I have the boots. I imagine that is what the Queen does them as well, as they carry her Royal seal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So that's all. Now you all know, and hopefully when you come visit, will feel like you've already been here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1872651825184692617?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1872651825184692617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1872651825184692617' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1872651825184692617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1872651825184692617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-happy-things.html' title='A few happy things'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1zsP-pk4GI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ugopONz_PV8/s72-c/IMG_1874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5526930824357556141</id><published>2010-01-15T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:33:35.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as we knew that&amp;nbsp; Grandpa's death was inevitable, and at times welcomed, it still was a surprise when I received the text message from my brother that his time had come late on Monday night. As all of the grandkids sat in his bedroom that night, reminicing, laughing, crying and staring, it was strangely sweet. Not at all what I expected the moment to be like. I'll remember my mom kissing his cheek, Grandma weeping, his red suspenders that he didn't want to take off before bed,&amp;nbsp; sweet little&amp;nbsp;4 year old Paedyn burying herself in his chair, announcing that she "wants great-grandpa!". Sadly these times bring family together, but I am thankful that we'll all be together, all 8 cousins, kiddos, spouses and friends from Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom had&amp;nbsp;a stillborn a year before I was born. As I was driving home that night, I wondered, is Grandpa telling stories to Jess? Are they singing songs and dancing like he did with us here? What a reunion, so different from when my grandpa held Jess' small body in his arms in the hospital room. How joyous and hopeful, that our lives don't end here, that because of the grace and love of Jesus, we have a true home, a big family and an abiding peace to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1CkRr10tYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-4YHUcD1V3Q/s1600-h/Grandpa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1CkRr10tYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-4YHUcD1V3Q/s320/Grandpa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ivan Odin Iverson passed away at his home on Jan. 11, 2010. After several years of braving a variety of health problems, he now is free from pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Ashton, Idaho on Nov. 6, 1929, he was the youngest son of Olaf Iverson and Marie Falmar. In 1948 Ivan joined the U.S. Army, serving for three years in Germany.After he returned home, he married Marjorie DeGraw in Jackson Hole in 1954, and they had 3 children. He worked in the oil fields in and around Sublette County, working for over 22 years for El Paso Natural Gas (Williams).He and his wife owned the Karavan Market, the Hillcrest Trailer Court and the Country Cottage in Marbleton. They followed their children to the Salt Lake Valley in 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan enjoyed spending time outdoors with his family, hunting, fishing and camping in the mountains around Big Piney, especially Fish Creek.He also was known for his woodworking and carving skills: he loved spending time in his shop making birdhouses, dollhouses, furniture and figurines. He loved playing drums alongside his wife in their band at local dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survived by his loving wife, Marjorie, he will be dearly missed by his children Becky (Mike), Dale (Margie) and Jill (Chris). He is loved and remembered by many grandchildren and rambunctious great-grandchildren who will miss cuddling with him in his armchair, his whisker kisses and his rendition of the song "Hallelujah I'm a Bum" and a favorite Norweigan song, "Til Seters."&lt;br /&gt;He was preceded in death by his parents Marie and Olaf, his brother Melvin, his sister Helen, grandson Jess and close friend Bob Sims.&lt;br /&gt;Services for "Ivinski Skyvinski Skavar," as he was lovingly known, will be held at 1:30 p.m. on Saturday, Jan. 16 at the Centenary United Methodist Church, located on 1740 South 500 East in Sugarhouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5526930824357556141?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5526930824357556141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5526930824357556141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5526930824357556141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5526930824357556141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-much-as-we-knew-that-grandpas-death.html' title=''/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/S1CkRr10tYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-4YHUcD1V3Q/s72-c/Grandpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4116826588432894231</id><published>2010-01-06T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:17:32.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Chicken and Rice Soup with Lemon</title><content type='html'>In an effort to spend more time with people we love in Provo, we've decided to cook a big meal on Tuesday nights, and invite all of our friends. (Hopefully they ALL don't come at once...). Last night was our first Dinner Night and it was quite successful. Mainly successful because our living and dining room were filled with beautiful friends that we've missed the last few weeks. Also successful because I tried out a new recipe and no one got sick. And they seemed to like it. Sometimes I question Martha and her recipes, and I did with this recipe as well, mainly because it had me add whisked eggs to the soup. Eggs in a soup you say? That's right. (I also eat raw cookie dough and I'm fine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this soup was a great change from my regular go-to meal, which is anything Tex-Mex. This Chicken and Rice Soup With Lemon was a fresh change to traditionally heavy chicken noodle soup. This soup is light and tangy, and surprisingly filling because of the rice and shredded chicken. It was easy and I think I always have these ingredients on hand, so it will definitely include it into my rotating menu. Quotes of the night included Asher "it's like chicken lemonade" and "I love lemon juice with rice". But I think they were teasing me, because there wasn't a drop left in any bowls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicken and Rice Soup with Lemon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from Good Food, Jan 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 cups chicken broth (2 qts)&lt;br /&gt;1 glass of water (obviously a few more people came...)&lt;br /&gt;2 chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;2 cups white long grain rice&lt;br /&gt;5 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup lemon juice, or less if you're scared.&lt;br /&gt;course salt and ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;dash of cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;dash of garlic salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In a soup pot of choice, combine broth and chicken; bring brother to a simmer and reduce heat so that liquid is "moving but not simmering". Cook until chicken is cooked through, about 18 minutes. Remove chicken, and shred once it is cooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Increase heat and bring broth to a simmer, add rice and cook until just tender (15 minutes). (I used boil in a bag rice, which is probably not Martha approved, however it still worked gloriously). Return chicken to pot. In a medium bowl (or in your lovely KitchenAid) whisk in lemon juice. Whisking constantly, slowly pour 1 cup hot broth into egg picture. Immediately whisk egg mixture into pot. Season soup with seasonings. Martha says to serve immediately. I had to wait 45 minutes for someone who will not be named but typically arrives late. And it didn't even turn the soup into scrambled eggs. Still creamy and delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4116826588432894231?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4116826588432894231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4116826588432894231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4116826588432894231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4116826588432894231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2010/01/chicken-and-rice-soup-with-lemon.html' title='Chicken and Rice Soup with Lemon'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8029522633519402130</id><published>2009-12-31T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:00:26.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asher'/><title type='text'>4 Years of Love and a paper celebration</title><content type='html'>In an effort to make our gift giving creative, we celebrated our 4th anniversary with the Traditional gift of paper (who cares if that is year one!). My sweet husband gave me these things, which make me very very happy. I'm exciting for 'belonging' my books and writing letters. I'm a lucky girl. The bookplates are from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/turtlepapers"&gt;Turtle Papers&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the self-inking stamp is from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/NoteTrunk"&gt;Note Trunk&lt;/a&gt;, both etsy sellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0rjPpstuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dp5c9VgNcsI/s1600-h/IMG_1335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0rjPpstuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dp5c9VgNcsI/s320/IMG_1335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0ro8vf_XI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ITV7vB8Ay5E/s1600-h/IMG_1336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0ro8vf_XI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ITV7vB8Ay5E/s320/IMG_1336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0rmw1ztDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2t3NJF1Ho_g/s1600-h/IMG_1332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0rmw1ztDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2t3NJF1Ho_g/s320/IMG_1332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8029522633519402130?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8029522633519402130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8029522633519402130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8029522633519402130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8029522633519402130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-years-of-love-and-paper-celebration.html' title='4 Years of Love and a paper celebration'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sz0rjPpstuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dp5c9VgNcsI/s72-c/IMG_1335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1896665554346124166</id><published>2009-12-27T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:38:32.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><title type='text'>Reading, Writing, Drinking, Lighting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Szf9P_dsD2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/mxTS7NycAl4/s1600-h/photo-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Szf9P_dsD2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/mxTS7NycAl4/s320/photo-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm taking a quick break from reading in the light of my Christmas tree, which I very well my keep up through next Christmas, considering that it's the only light I have in my living room. For whatever reason, our outlets don't work on one wall in our living room. We've yet to pay an electrician. It probably should be done. However, the Christmas tree light is quite charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading about writing and thinking about writing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm snuggled in a handmade blanket given to me by my lovely mother-in-law, who can knit just about anything, I'm convinced.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sipping on delicious tea given to my from my brother, out of a beautiful mug made by the talented Aimee Herring of &lt;a href="http://www.studio2350.com/gal/"&gt;studio 2350&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks &lt;a href="http://poeticallyfamiliar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rae&lt;/a&gt;lynn! (It's always wonderful to have our dear Raelynn visit us for holidays and weekends. I wish she would move here soon. Hint Hint. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to reading and writing and reading about writing. And then perhaps to organizing the spices, butter making equipment and glass lamps I recently acquired from great great grandmothers in Wyoming. Pictures to come, I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1896665554346124166?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1896665554346124166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1896665554346124166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1896665554346124166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1896665554346124166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/reading-writing-drinking-lighting.html' title='Reading, Writing, Drinking, Lighting.'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Szf9P_dsD2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/mxTS7NycAl4/s72-c/photo-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2577403417954674804</id><published>2009-12-26T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:41:27.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seafinch'/><title type='text'>Vote for Seafinch!</title><content type='html'>Asher is up for 2009 Reader's Choice Awards for Rhombus Magazine for best album and best folk artist.&lt;br /&gt;Go vote for him &lt;a href="http://www.rhombusmag.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;Also check out Rhombus' review of his album &lt;a href="http://www.rhombusmag.com/music/music-review-seafinch-whos-going-to-hold-you-in-the-evening/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzZYrZudxxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ysn_pt7k-VY/s1600-h/01AwcamQAB1kQAZSMBAAAAIW7W_eY-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzZYrZudxxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ysn_pt7k-VY/s320/01AwcamQAB1kQAZSMBAAAAIW7W_eY-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2577403417954674804?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2577403417954674804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2577403417954674804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2577403417954674804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2577403417954674804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/vote-for-seafinch.html' title='Vote for Seafinch!'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzZYrZudxxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ysn_pt7k-VY/s72-c/01AwcamQAB1kQAZSMBAAAAIW7W_eY-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-732536430387085031</id><published>2009-12-23T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:07:11.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Joy to the World!</title><content type='html'>A favorite verse or two from my favorite Christmas carol, Joy to the World.&lt;br /&gt;What a declaration of the Kingdom of God! I love especially the line proclaiming that sin, sorrow and thorns no longer rule, but that his blessings are abundant. As oversung many carols can be, and jaded by their placement in shopping malls, I still love them and their message. How am I preparing room in my heart for the coming of the King? Am I look for his rule of truth and grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been helping coordinate and plan our Christmas Eve service this year, and we will be joyfully caroling this song, with the help of a small children's choir! All are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;The Fellowship-Sandy, Christmas Eve, 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;615 East 9800 South, Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336699; font-size: small;"&gt;Joy to the World , the Lord is come!&lt;br /&gt;Let earth receive her King;&lt;br /&gt;Let every heart prepare Him room,&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven and nature sing,&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven and nature sing,&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more let sins and sorrows grow,&lt;br /&gt;Nor thorns infest the ground;&lt;br /&gt;He comes to make His blessings flow&lt;br /&gt;Far as the curse is found,&lt;br /&gt;Far as the curse is found,&lt;br /&gt;Far as, far as, the curse is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rules the world with truth and grace,&lt;br /&gt;And makes the nations prove&lt;br /&gt;The glories of His righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;And wonders of His love,&lt;br /&gt;And wonders of His love,&lt;br /&gt;And wonders, wonders, of His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-732536430387085031?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/732536430387085031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=732536430387085031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/732536430387085031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/732536430387085031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World!'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8458505891333524528</id><published>2009-12-22T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:42:19.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><title type='text'>England Love</title><content type='html'>So Cody made his long awaited return home to us. He's been living in England for the last 6 months, working for an organization doing wonderful things around the world. He was missed dearly.&lt;br /&gt;His homecoming was even more sweet because he brought me back my favorite things from England. I might've cried when I opened the bag and saw all of the thoughtful gifts he brought back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzGeYbXj4bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/i5lLSg13hEk/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzGeYbXj4bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/i5lLSg13hEk/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- dressing from Pizza Express. This was one of my favorite restaurant chains; I spent many an afternoon reading and writing in this lovely restaurant. They have a pizza with a fried egg on it that was surprisingly edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- PG Tips. The best black tea, and I think I'm correct to say that it is widely enjoyed the Brits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- HobNobs. Always appropriate with a cuppa. Biscuits, digestives, chocolate, caramel, orange... it's all delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- coffee from Kenya. Cody went on location to Kenya and brought back coffee. I'm excited to try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzGejQALYmI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D7AlPDj5MWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzGejQALYmI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D7AlPDj5MWQ/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8458505891333524528?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8458505891333524528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8458505891333524528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8458505891333524528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8458505891333524528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/england-love.html' title='England Love'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SzGeYbXj4bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/i5lLSg13hEk/s72-c/IMG_0746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-437700043631381270</id><published>2009-12-07T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:02:01.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo Craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craftiness'/><title type='text'>Vancouver Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since meeting Will and Erin, I've had great love for Canada and it's people. (Furthered even more by the &lt;a href="http://www.jacobandlily.com/"&gt;Karla&lt;/a&gt; and Gary). Ask me to sing the national anthem, because I will. I have so much love for Canadians. We had the opportunity this weekend to travel to Vancouver to demonstrate the ProvoCraft YUDU screenprinting system at a indie craft show. Outside of missing our original flight, the trip was fantastic and we are hoping we can visit Vancouver again in the warmer months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3HvmZ-3uI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L1wEUE2qk_A/s1600-h/IMG_8222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3HvmZ-3uI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L1wEUE2qk_A/s320/IMG_8222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Eats: We had coffee at &lt;a href="http://www.caffeartigiano.com/"&gt;Caffe Artegiano&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently its baristas have been winning the latte art competitions for years. Although the espresso was very strong, it was a great atmosphere and wonderful kick start for the day.&amp;nbsp;We joined our Vancouver friends for Honey Donuts in Deep Cove, which was a quaint and untouched town nestled in a mountain cove. The mountains towered, the evergreens forested, and the ocean sparkled. It felt magical. &amp;nbsp;I've not had very many cake donuts before, but Honey's maple donut was sweet and sugary, as were the 3 sweet girls we got to share our table with. We also &amp;nbsp;dined at an all you can eat sushi/koren bbq at a restaurant called&amp;nbsp;Shabusen. As a newbie sushi eater, I can't comment too much on the sushi itself, but my all-time favorite roll, tempura yam, was readily available and was DELICIOUS. I think I ate all 9 pieces that I ordered, which is quite the feat for me. We had delicious Thai food as well, but I forgot the name of the restaurant. Bad foodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3KeyUcL2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/aO3SceI2anQ/s1600-h/photo-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3KeyUcL2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/aO3SceI2anQ/s320/photo-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good Crafts: The reason we went to Vancouver was to participate in the &lt;a href="http://gotcraft.com/"&gt;Got Craft?&lt;/a&gt; indie craft fair. &lt;a href="http://www.whatdoyudu.com/"&gt;YUDU&lt;/a&gt; was a sponsor and it was a great show. Our local Beehive Bazaarians would have loved it. The artists and guests seemed to really be interested in our screenprinter and loved the bags that we were screenprinting for them. I took a picture with my phone in a quick moment of 'take a breath, the line is only three deep, keep blow drying, wait the fuse is blown, have I really not eaten all day?' It was packed all day long, but I bought some crafted goodness that I'll share with you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was fun being there before the Olympics arrive in February. It brought back fun memories of 2002 here. Probably because Asher held my hands at the Olympics, and we went on a doubledate with my parents at the Olympics, and Asher pretended to like ice skating for me during the Olympics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few more pictures of Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;(Downtown View)&lt;br /&gt;(Asher and Halen at Granville Island, a glorious mess of artists, eateries, specialty foods, gifts, crafts, and gingerbreadmen on stilts)&lt;br /&gt;(Glass buildings that are typical of the highrises of Vancouver)&lt;br /&gt;(Grapes from Granville)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MS_tq0UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6SH6gAUjmfE/s1600-h/IMG_8229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MS_tq0UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6SH6gAUjmfE/s1600-h/IMG_8229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MS_tq0UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6SH6gAUjmfE/s320/IMG_8229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MS_tq0UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6SH6gAUjmfE/s1600-h/IMG_8229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3LzAADGiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/w2cNO1FNj98/s320/IMG_8207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MS_tq0UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6SH6gAUjmfE/s1600-h/IMG_8229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MyVCVYUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VbcBt3335ic/s320/IMG_8217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3MS_tq0UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6SH6gAUjmfE/s1600-h/IMG_8229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3LscD22bI/AAAAAAAAAVE/BZ9Ese2Aj7U/s320/IMG_8193.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-437700043631381270?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/437700043631381270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=437700043631381270' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/437700043631381270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/437700043631381270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/vancouver-love.html' title='Vancouver Love'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3HvmZ-3uI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L1wEUE2qk_A/s72-c/IMG_8222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-963136865767040813</id><published>2009-12-03T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:04:09.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Christmas Glory</title><content type='html'>It's arrival was eminent. After almost 4 years of marriage, I've decorated for Christmas. We typically weren't at our home for the month of December since we traveled so much. And last year we were simply exhausted after all of the remodeling. But the glory has finally arrived. I think my favorite thing about my tree is that we decorated with vintage Utah postcards. (Those pictures didn't turn out...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It smells like Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;By golly, it is. (although this is a phone picture, it still looks magical, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3CHuHOW2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/6kSQky4Al9M/s1600-h/photo-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3CHuHOW2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/6kSQky4Al9M/s320/photo-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-963136865767040813?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/963136865767040813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=963136865767040813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/963136865767040813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/963136865767040813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-glory.html' title='Christmas Glory'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sx3CHuHOW2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/6kSQky4Al9M/s72-c/photo-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6901164149188498436</id><published>2009-11-30T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:59:43.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Love'/><title type='text'>Carter Love</title><content type='html'>After looking through &lt;a href="http://www.centeravenueimaging.com/blog/?p=1384"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; pictures (from favorite photography Shannon), I miss the Carters. Ever single one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6901164149188498436?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6901164149188498436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6901164149188498436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6901164149188498436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6901164149188498436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/carter-love.html' title='Carter Love'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7296700647321625565</id><published>2009-11-29T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:24:36.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beehive Bazaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><title type='text'>Beehive Bazaar is Back!</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.thebeehivebazaar.com/index.html"&gt;Beehive Bazaar&lt;/a&gt; is back. This weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I might need to go give blood so I can buy more wonderful utah-made goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately (or fortunately) I am going to be in Vancouver this weekend, so I will not be able to think about what I want, and visit everyday. I will have to be confident, and buy everything that I see on Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebeehivebazaar.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/beehive-b-winter-09-card1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://thebeehivebazaar.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/beehive-b-winter-09-card1.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7296700647321625565?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7296700647321625565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7296700647321625565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7296700647321625565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7296700647321625565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/beehive-bazaar-is-back.html' title='Beehive Bazaar is Back!'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8077439627731286742</id><published>2009-11-26T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:36:36.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Today I am especially thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;Friends nearby that drop in for treats, talking or television.&lt;br /&gt;Friends faraway that I can blog-stalk, Facebook-watch and cry over when I look through photos.&lt;br /&gt;A bag full of magazines and books to read over this long weekend&lt;br /&gt;A job that I love going to every morning (&lt;a href="http://www.tifie.org/"&gt;Tifie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.provocraft.com/"&gt;Provocraft&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful family nearby&lt;br /&gt;Incredible husband that makes me laugh every day&lt;br /&gt;Midnight shopping at the outlet malls in Park City tonight&lt;br /&gt;Screen printing projects on the YuDu&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Vancouver next weekend! (Thanks ProvoCraft!)&lt;br /&gt;(Any recommendations on where we should go and most importantly, where we should eat?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8077439627731286742?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8077439627731286742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8077439627731286742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8077439627731286742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8077439627731286742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-thoughts.html' title='Thanksgiving Thoughts'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6211701766787878782</id><published>2009-11-23T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:34:02.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIFIE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo Craft'/><title type='text'>Cricut Expression Bundle - Proceeds to Tifie Humanitarian</title><content type='html'>For all you crafters out there, Provo Craft has a great bundle on it's website right now where all proceeds go to Tifie Humanitarian projects in the Democratic Republic of Congo. &amp;nbsp;Since this is the organization that I work for, I am really excited about it! It includes the Cricut Expression personal electronic cutter (an educational essential), Animal Kingdom Cartridge (create your own paper safari), Winter Woodland Cartridge (build a thriving village), YourStory Book Binder (publish your own books), and three album covers. It's quite the deal for $484.99. If you have a crafter in your family, this is a great gift and you are supporting a great organization. You can order on the website &lt;a href="http://www.cricut.com/shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?id=643"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwsZ8kyLjaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/kkVepwIbUzU/s1600/Tifie+Bundle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwsZ8kyLjaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/kkVepwIbUzU/s400/Tifie+Bundle.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6211701766787878782?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6211701766787878782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6211701766787878782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6211701766787878782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6211701766787878782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/cricut-expression-bundle-proceeds-to.html' title='Cricut Expression Bundle - Proceeds to Tifie Humanitarian'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwsZ8kyLjaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/kkVepwIbUzU/s72-c/Tifie+Bundle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4922804959316206103</id><published>2009-11-22T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:51:59.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady baker aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day'/><title type='text'>Orange Cranberry Scones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwnqMZihAwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3QoPuSR_fC8/s1600/IMG_7940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwnqMZihAwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3QoPuSR_fC8/s200/IMG_7940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like many food lovers who find inspiration in the world wide web, I am constantly drooling over the pictures and recipes over at &lt;a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/index.html"&gt;101cookbook&lt;/a&gt;s. I saw her recipe for Orange and Oat scones and made them promptly. Typically, I'm a no-knead type of breadmaker, but after the delicious Rosemary Walnut bread I made on Tuesday that was traditionally made (you know,&amp;nbsp;kneading, punching and messy flour face), I think I might balance my love for "Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day" cookbook and true breadmaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwnqWJ5E_HI/AAAAAAAAAUc/WyDBG8MTPYQ/s1600/IMG_7949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwnqWJ5E_HI/AAAAAAAAAUc/WyDBG8MTPYQ/s200/IMG_7949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scones were beautiful in their conception, not so beautiful in their completion. My lovely KitchenAid mixer made it simple, but seriously they would not cook through. I ended up baking them an additional 15 minutes. I'm sure it was the whipping cream that I poured over them last minute - &amp;nbsp;oh what wonderful calorie-laden goodness. &amp;nbsp;Find the recipe &lt;a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/orange-and-oat-scones-recipe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I chopped up dried cranberries instead of currants, added extra zest and chopped oranges to mine, as well as the fore mentioned whipping cream. (Reminiscent of &lt;a href="http://godlytomatoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate's&lt;/a&gt; glorious ginger scones...now that is a recipe that I need!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Sabbath note, there was a wonderful article by Shane Claiborne in esquire that Tim posted. A good reminder, a good message. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/best-and-brightest-2009/shane-claiborne-1209"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4922804959316206103?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4922804959316206103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4922804959316206103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4922804959316206103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4922804959316206103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/orange-cranberry-scones.html' title='Orange Cranberry Scones'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwnqMZihAwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3QoPuSR_fC8/s72-c/IMG_7940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1584837622762904153</id><published>2009-11-17T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:00:31.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady baker aspirations'/><title type='text'>Yes to Heavenly Goodness, or Walnut Rosemary Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIOonkTWI/AAAAAAAAATs/h1Holy1V5fM/s1600/IMG_7917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIOonkTWI/AAAAAAAAATs/h1Holy1V5fM/s320/IMG_7917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The November issue of Cooking Light had my mouth watering before I even turned the pages. The first recipe in the Editor's Notes for Walnut Rosemary Bread had me at hello. I made it tonight, in preparation for a few ladies who are coming over tomorrow night. JJ and I enjoyed its first steamy slices, pungent with woodsy rosemary, all while hinting at sweet walnut goodness. It was soft, chewy, and light. I'm not sure if its meant for apple butter or to eat with stew; &amp;nbsp;I think both perhaps. Find the recipe &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=522152"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, in all of its glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIGv-8UzI/AAAAAAAAATU/NzbsYzn64oA/s1600/IMG_7893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIGv-8UzI/AAAAAAAAATU/NzbsYzn64oA/s320/IMG_7893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIIh_dETI/AAAAAAAAATc/s4FcbA_3gxs/s1600/IMG_7904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIIh_dETI/AAAAAAAAATc/s4FcbA_3gxs/s320/IMG_7904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was quite the messy experience of kneading. I was a doughy-flour-handed monster. Did I do something wrong? I mean, the bread turned out, but it seemed like quite a wet messy 10 minutes of kneading... even with the extra cup of flour I added! Regardless, it was really wonderful. I felt like I was becoming the lady baker that I aspire to in my head.&amp;nbsp;I'm wondering if my love for no-knead bread making has stolen the joy of kneading from me. It was really wonderful. Making and Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJILUyyBkI/AAAAAAAAATk/VR8ziL8q_iI/s1600/IMG_7906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJILUyyBkI/AAAAAAAAATk/VR8ziL8q_iI/s320/IMG_7906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JJ was crying in the picture before this. It was that beautiful. I love late night eating parties with the neighbors! I feel like JJ and I could easily have been besties with Julia and/or Julie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1584837622762904153?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1584837622762904153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1584837622762904153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1584837622762904153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1584837622762904153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-to-heavenly-goodness-or-walnut.html' title='Yes to Heavenly Goodness, or Walnut Rosemary Bread'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwJIOonkTWI/AAAAAAAAATs/h1Holy1V5fM/s72-c/IMG_7917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7387391573135514217</id><published>2009-11-15T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:32:15.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady baker aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Overnight French Toast | Blessed Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwCnzxHRO9I/AAAAAAAAATE/kfDX70Lwrmk/s1600-h/IMG_7888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwCnzxHRO9I/AAAAAAAAATE/kfDX70Lwrmk/s320/IMG_7888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is a beautiful Sabbath, cold and snowy. Special love is in my heart for Andrew and Natalie, some favorite Provo-friends who are engaged as of yesterday, as well as Lance Loveday and Leslie Doll. I definitely cried this morning at church when Lance announced that the he's found the girl of his dreams and she wants to spend the rest of her life with him. Love spoken is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my favorite breakfast for my favorite man, inspired by Aunt P, and attempted without a recipe by me. How many of you have I made this for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight Blueberry French Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day old loaf of french bread&lt;br /&gt;6 eggs and a few egg whites&lt;br /&gt;1 cup berries (fresh or frozen)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 package of low-fat cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 cup low-fat milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grease a 9x11 casserole dish. Tear up half of the bread into small pieces bread and make a layer that covers the bottom of the dish. Sprinkle blueberries or raspberries on top of bread. Cut up cream cheese into small pieces and sprinkle over bread. Cover with the rest of the bread. Combine 6 eggs and a few egg whites, a cup (or so) of low fat milk and a splash of cream for good taste. Add a dash of vanilla extract. Mix together well and pour over the bread. Sprinkle a few more berries, cover and refrigerate overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, take the dish out of the fridge 30 minutes before baking, and allow to come to room temperature. Cover dish with aluminum foil and bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes. Uncover and bake for another 30 minutes, or until the middle is firm. Serve with blueberry syrup and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7387391573135514217?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7387391573135514217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7387391573135514217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7387391573135514217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7387391573135514217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/overnight-french-toast-blessed-day.html' title='Overnight French Toast | Blessed Day'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SwCnzxHRO9I/AAAAAAAAATE/kfDX70Lwrmk/s72-c/IMG_7888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-9149329297911251645</id><published>2009-11-14T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:32:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Brunch in NYC: Nolita House</title><content type='html'>We quite possibly experienced the best brunch in New York City on our vacation in October. Based on wonderful food reviews in the NY Times, we visited the &lt;a href="http://www.nolitahouse.com/index.html"&gt;Nolita House&lt;/a&gt; on a Saturday morning and it definitely was a foodie highlight of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sv82QCTJr2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/r0c5KtXpidE/s1600-h/IMG_7510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sv82QCTJr2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/r0c5KtXpidE/s320/IMG_7510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went specifically on the weekend since they had live bluegrass music, and it was so enjoyable. These guys looked like they were having a great time playing, and we definitely enjoyed listening to them. I think I had a little-kid smile plastered on my face for the whole meal. Not only was the cozy location perfect for a relaxing morning o' music, it felt like a locals spot so that was nice. Each brunch item comes with complimentary mimosas, sangria, juice or soda, and the food was a perfect mix of home cooked goodness and culinary delight. Seriously. We had the Specialty "Baked French Toast" &amp;nbsp;made of brioche and topped with 'a brown sugar crumble'. Anything with the phrase brown sugar crumble has got to be delicious. &amp;nbsp;And this was. We debated on getting the breakfast pizza, but most of us ordered (and quickly consumed) the french toast, and were very happy with our choice. Will got the Croque Monsier, and we all ate his fries, so I think he was happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Will and Asher eating, with the musicians behind them. We ate our french toast too fast to take a picture. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sv82LuVV6KI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9UnG6W7dCR8/s1600-h/IMG_7493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sv82LuVV6KI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9UnG6W7dCR8/s320/IMG_7493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found the Nolita House business card while I'm cleaning out my armoire. Clearly I'm avoiding organizing and would rather be thinking about food. Surprise surprise. But I just wanted to share a wonderful eating memory with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-9149329297911251645?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/9149329297911251645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=9149329297911251645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/9149329297911251645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/9149329297911251645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-brunch-in-nyc-nolita-house.html' title='Best Brunch in NYC: Nolita House'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sv82QCTJr2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/r0c5KtXpidE/s72-c/IMG_7510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-599697060376027750</id><published>2009-11-08T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:24:12.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craftiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><title type='text'>Perfect Saturday in Provo: Bijou and Faraway Friends</title><content type='html'>We went to &lt;a href="http://www.bijoumarket.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; sweet crafts market on Saturday morning in Provo with the Bundys and Josh Garrels. It was quite wonderful. I especially loved the&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/tomdesign"&gt; Tom Design&lt;/a&gt; booth. I got a necklace similar to the one in this picture... It made me excited for the Beehiver Bazaar in December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SvelY4d2QEI/AAAAAAAAASs/fyRTE2gIImg/s1600-h/Desktop9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SvelY4d2QEI/AAAAAAAAASs/fyRTE2gIImg/s320/Desktop9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful weekend of Becca's famous guacamole, late night discussions of the kingdom of God, hot fudge pudding cake with our favorite neighbors, and incredible music, even with Asher recovering from the swine. We are blessed with incredible people in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard Trace's incredible acoustic guitar skills or his talent for entertaining, check out his website: www.tracebundy.com Be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Garrrels - incredible heart, soul, words and music. Go here now.&amp;nbsp;http://www.joshgarrels.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-599697060376027750?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/599697060376027750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=599697060376027750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/599697060376027750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/599697060376027750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfect-saturday-in-provo-bijou-and.html' title='Perfect Saturday in Provo: Bijou and Faraway Friends'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SvelY4d2QEI/AAAAAAAAASs/fyRTE2gIImg/s72-c/Desktop9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5922589025679621937</id><published>2009-11-01T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:11:39.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Weekend of Sick = Reminder of Rest</title><content type='html'>Sorry for all of the "A year ago today..." posts, but I'm in awe of what we were doing last year at this time. We painted an entire house in 3 days. We built cabinets! (Well I just held up screws for Asher...). We tore down trees! We installed tile! We remodeled this cute little house in about 4 weeks. And to think that now that we've moved in, there's been a sharp decrease on most projects. Now we'd rather live in the house than work on it I suppose. And that's okay, and I keep reminding myself that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping to spend the afternoon planting some bulbs in the front yard, but I'm not totally sure how to plan on bulbs, when I'm going to end up planting perinnals on top of them next spring. Any suggestions? (Becca? Lisa?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have a nice list of things I think I should do. I'm thinking about painting some trim outside. I'm thinking about painting the bathroom in anticipation for Mr. and Mrs. Bundy on Tuesday. (Don't hold your breath...) But most importantly I'm going to make a delicious breakfast, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://godlytomatoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;. A little zucchini, a little potato, a little cheese and onion, with a few cracked eggs on top. If it turns out how I'm envisioning, I'll post the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm hoping that this weekend of sick will have a good Sabbath ending. I'm reminding myself here, in the company of you good people, that weekends are not always meant for working, and free days don't need to be full of projects. Rest and reading, meditating and sleeping are also important parts of a well balanced life. Asher having the flu is &amp;nbsp;a good reminder that couch time is good and lists can make a woman go mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Su2tKBw3nHI/AAAAAAAAASU/z6D8-jOHMSk/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Su2tKBw3nHI/AAAAAAAAASU/z6D8-jOHMSk/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitchen, October 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Su2xdJbMk4I/AAAAAAAAASk/B6aA4uPseAM/s1600-h/IMG_2091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Su2xdJbMk4I/AAAAAAAAASk/B6aA4uPseAM/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kitchen - Jan 09. We now have a grown-up size&amp;nbsp;table, and a hoosier cabinet, but the dishes,&amp;nbsp;garbage, and laundry are not cooperating for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5922589025679621937?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5922589025679621937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5922589025679621937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5922589025679621937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5922589025679621937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-of-sick-reminder-of-rest.html' title='Weekend of Sick = Reminder of Rest'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Su2tKBw3nHI/AAAAAAAAASU/z6D8-jOHMSk/s72-c/IMG_0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2078039341764458708</id><published>2009-10-25T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:33:32.252-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love the Glenns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Love'/><title type='text'>Missing Colorado...</title><content type='html'>A year ago today, Hope and I were enjoying a weekend in Boulder with the ladies, celebrating Hope and Tim's upcoming nuptials. It was a great weekend of dancing, food, wine and wonderful friends. I miss Boulder and Louisville ladies (and the babies that have come since then). This was us in front of a favorite breakfast spot, Lucille's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuUyWV0Xm2I/AAAAAAAAASE/Y2XHreOsm30/s1600-h/IMG_0206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuUyWV0Xm2I/AAAAAAAAASE/Y2XHreOsm30/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Also reminds me of the fabulous weekend away with Jill, Jacki and Carol we had last October up in Deer Valley. It was extravagant, with boutique shopping at 9th and 9th, fondue, and a road trip to Provo to check out our house being renovated. I miss them too. It feels like a trip to Colorado might be in order to fill my heart back up. The love bank is running low! On a brighter note, we have the Bundy's staying with us this month, as well as *hopefully* the Fants and the Wanekas. I love a full guest room!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuU0H7ZF9JI/AAAAAAAAASM/eVKLENKqDhE/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuU0H7ZF9JI/AAAAAAAAASM/eVKLENKqDhE/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2078039341764458708?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2078039341764458708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2078039341764458708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2078039341764458708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2078039341764458708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-colorado.html' title='Missing Colorado...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuUyWV0Xm2I/AAAAAAAAASE/Y2XHreOsm30/s72-c/IMG_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1604861908505828333</id><published>2009-10-24T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:29:57.119-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>So sitting turned into, 'make my blog less lame!'&lt;br /&gt;Time was still spent how I decided, so I think it was an evening well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I knocked on a few doors to try to borrow some yeast, but apparently everyone is at the BYU game. Figures. Actually, I saw one person look at me through the window, and not answer the door. I'm still trying to figure out if my feelings are hurt, or if I'm proud of the security skills of a young babysitter. Probably the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1604861908505828333?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1604861908505828333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1604861908505828333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1604861908505828333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1604861908505828333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4536400745157685625</id><published>2009-10-24T17:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:46:23.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>tea and sympathy, or time alone in my kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuOQ7Ncg-2I/AAAAAAAAARk/BZKzyXtTntg/s1600-h/tea+and+laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuOQ7Ncg-2I/AAAAAAAAARk/BZKzyXtTntg/s320/tea+and+laundry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396316125415930722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm choosing to sit. I'm not very good at it.&lt;div&gt;I'm very tempted to mop my floors instead. Seriously, it's been over a month. Maybe more. That's gross.&lt;div&gt;I'm considering the laundry that is staring back at me from the end of the table. It can wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking at dishes in the sink, mail on the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;table, and bills that need filed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking about dinner that should be made, groceries that should be bought (Seriously, roasts are $1.39 or something ridiculous like that at Smiths), and paint that need touched up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I'm choosing to take time to sit and rest, to be, to look at the beautiful fall colors that are gloriously fading in my backyard instead. A cup of tea, (made with &lt;a href="http://zabars.com/"&gt;Zabars&lt;/a&gt; Assam Indian tea, a sensory overload of a grocery store in NYC), and a book. I'm enjoying the sunshine before it fades into the impending winter day tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuORY7g2oYI/AAAAAAAAARs/nr6kfT4XEas/s320/colors+and+sun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396316635998364034" /&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/3245040459079656114-4536400745157685625?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4536400745157685625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4536400745157685625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4536400745157685625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4536400745157685625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/10/tea-and-sympathy-or-time-alone-in-my.html' title='tea and sympathy, or time alone in my kitchen'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SuOQ7Ncg-2I/AAAAAAAAARk/BZKzyXtTntg/s72-c/tea+and+laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5605435185134842592</id><published>2009-10-04T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:40:48.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick. boo.'/><title type='text'>Fall in Utah</title><content type='html'>We drove up the Alpine Loop yesterday, as my outing for the day, since confinement to the couch only does me so much mental good &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(though I feel much better after a weekend of rest!)&lt;/span&gt;. The beauty of these mountains did wonders for me - brilliant yellows and reds everywhere!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp5EvtMjI/AAAAAAAAARc/ks5wnhgHuFE/s1600-h/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp5EvtMjI/AAAAAAAAARc/ks5wnhgHuFE/s320/IMG_7206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388954858372805170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp4oREfBI/AAAAAAAAARU/XNAIgbwGzqY/s1600-h/IMG_7199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp4oREfBI/AAAAAAAAARU/XNAIgbwGzqY/s320/IMG_7199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388954850728115218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp4VXg5TI/AAAAAAAAARM/Miq9TxQ8lis/s1600-h/IMG_7188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp4VXg5TI/AAAAAAAAARM/Miq9TxQ8lis/s320/IMG_7188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388954845654869298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp30MC6sI/AAAAAAAAARE/FdNk_XDuG_4/s1600-h/IMG_7168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp30MC6sI/AAAAAAAAARE/FdNk_XDuG_4/s320/IMG_7168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388954836748397250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5605435185134842592?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5605435185134842592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5605435185134842592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5605435185134842592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5605435185134842592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-in-utah.html' title='Fall in Utah'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sslp5EvtMjI/AAAAAAAAARc/ks5wnhgHuFE/s72-c/IMG_7206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6494207350089037292</id><published>2009-10-03T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:12:26.647-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick. boo.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Zermatt Resort Cooking Class and Fall Recipe</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://www.sweetlifeinthevalley.com/2009/10/fun-free-fridays-giveaway-zermatt.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; awesome give away by Sweet Life in the Valley. Zermatt Resort in beautiful Midway Utah is hosting Healthy Cooking Classes this fall and Sweet Life editor is giving away 6 free tickets to each of the classes.&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.leisureres.com/global-images/zermatt-resort-winter-330x2.jpg" alt="Zermatt Resort &amp;amp; Spa - Midway, Utah" width="330" height="206" class="picborder" longdesc="http://www.leisureres.com/utah/midway/zermatt_resort/index.asp" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am inspired for fall cooking with this gray weather. If I wasn't confined to laying on my couch because of this chest cold, I would be baking away. So instead I am just bookmarking recipes I want to make when health and energy return to me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(side note: since I can be sick from a car just as easily as from my couch, I've convinced sweet husband to drive me through the Alpine Loop to view the glory of the fall colors before they are lost to the snow. Hopefully that will revive me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an inspiring recipe for lovers of feta, squash and tomatoes from the &lt;a href="http://zermattresort.com/site/zermatt-resort/index.html"&gt;Zermatt Resort&lt;/a&gt; that I am excited to try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: rgb(1, 4, 4); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(126, 15, 24); margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; font-size: 1.4em; "&gt;SQUASH WITH TOMATO &amp;amp; FETA CHEESE&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.1em; "&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul type="disc" style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 26px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 26px; "&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;2 cups peeled and cubed acorn squash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;2 eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1/3 cup heavy cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;2 green onions, chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1/4 green bell pepper, diced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1 cup dry bread stuffing mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1/2 teaspoon cracked black peppercorns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;1 sprig fresh rosemary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;2 tablespoons crumbled feta cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;2 roma (plum) tomatoes, thinly sliced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-size: 11px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;cracked black pepper to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.1em; "&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Lightly grease a medium casserole dish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a steamer basket over boiling water, steam the squash 10 minutes, or until tender. Remove from heat, and mash with a fork.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a medium bowl, blend the eggs and heavy cream. Mix in the squash, 3/4 of the green onions, green bell pepper, dry stuffing mix, and Parmesan cheese. Season with salt and pepper. Transfer to the prepared casserole dish. Press the rosemary sprig into the center of the mixture. Top with feta cheese, tomato slices, and remaining green onions. Season with pepper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake 45 minutes in the preheated oven, until lightly browned. Discard rosemary sprig before serving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&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/3245040459079656114-6494207350089037292?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6494207350089037292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6494207350089037292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6494207350089037292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6494207350089037292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/10/zermatt-resort-cooking-class-and-fall.html' title='Zermatt Resort Cooking Class and Fall Recipe'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4352275512908923116</id><published>2009-09-30T18:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:34:06.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewifery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Green Chile Soup - Easiest Dinner Ever?</title><content type='html'>It might be the easiest dinner ever. I love this soup because it's quick to throw together, it's budget-friendly, and it's obviously delicious. I'm making a batch for hubby and myself tonight, and the rest is going to work tomorrow for a birthday celebration.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="ctl00_MainContent_imgRecipe" src="http://hostedmedia.reimanpub.com/TOH/Images/Photos/62/37917_155.jpg" style="border-width:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it. Be amazed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooked chicken - however much you like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 quart chicken broth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;handful of scallions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp oregano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp cumin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 jar of green salsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 can of red kidney beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drained diced tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saute the onions in a tablespoon of oil with the oregano and cumin. Add the chicken, broth, green salsa, kidney beans, and then the tomatoes. Simmer and enjoy. I like to serve with a dollop of sour cream or a handful of lime-flavored tortilla chips. Delicious....&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/3245040459079656114-4352275512908923116?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4352275512908923116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4352275512908923116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4352275512908923116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4352275512908923116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/09/green-chile-soup-easiest-dinner-ever.html' title='Green Chile Soup - Easiest Dinner Ever?'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8203392881765605187</id><published>2009-09-29T13:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:14:36.439-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child slavery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Slave-Free Chocolate</title><content type='html'>My friend Julia sent this to me, and I thought I'd pass it along to chocolate lovers everywhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are like me, you love chocolate. You are the person who doesn't not fathom the people who claim to not like chocolate. I literally explain it in terms of a genetic disorder. It must be. It makes no sense to me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in that last year I have learned the very dark side to chocolate. Many of the workers who harvest cocoa beans are children, working in appalling conditions. Worse, many of the child laborers have been trafficked into this line of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to 70% of chocolate comes from West Africa, and the area is critically dependent upon the export. However, our consumption of cheap chocolate lowers the trade prices of the commodity and influences the reliance upon child labor in this industry, as well as the poverty levels among cocoa farmers. The good news is that we do carry an influence.&lt;br /&gt;Buying fair trade chocolate is a great way to break this cycle and reliance of child labor, and increase the economic opportunities in Western Africa. As we enter into our holiday season we can begin to greatly influence a shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking you to buy only fair trade and slave-free chocolate this year, and ask people you know to do the same. When we choose not to buy chocolate that won't guarantee fair business practices, we are making it less profitable to traffic humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the online video, &lt;a href="http://www.storyofstuff.com/"&gt;http://www.storyofstuff.com/&lt;/a&gt;, Annie Leonard talks you through the purchase of a "sale" item. She makes the point that often our Point of Sale price does not even cover the cost of shipping the item from its origin, the cost of the resource itself, or even the packaging. It certainly doesn't cover the cost of the retail worker's hourly pay, and finally, it doesn't cover the cost of the labor required to harvest the resource. So when you pay $0.79 for a bag of M&amp;amp;M's or a Milky Way, you don't really pay for it- but someone does. In this case, children pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join me in saying that this is not ok. Tell chocolatiers that we want chocolate, but we don't want it bittered with the process of trafficking that keeps it cheap. I don't want to give trick or treaters' bags full of candy that was harvested by children their same age. I want chocolate to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.fairtradeusa.org/"&gt;www.Fairtradeusa.org&lt;/a&gt; for a free "Reverse Trick or Treating Kit" to spread the positive message that buying really good chocolate is actually good for everyone.Visit The Chain Store Reaction at &lt;a href="http://chainstorereaction.com/"&gt;http://chainstorereaction.com/&lt;/a&gt; and send an email to M&amp;amp;M's asking them to join you in the fight to eradicate modern slavery.Visit Not For Sale's Chocolate Campaign at &lt;a href="https://nfs.webconnex.com/giving/buydifferently/chocolate"&gt;https://nfs.webconnex.com/giving/buydifferently/chocolate&lt;/a&gt; for an effective and comprehensive kit on reversing the cycle.Or, if you simply want to just refuse to buy any chocolate that does not carry the slave free or fair trade label that will make an echo as well. There are strength in numbers, and the more of us willing to take a stand, even on the small issues, the more power we have in the fight to end this horrific cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slave-free chocolate brands:&lt;br /&gt;* Equal Exchange (Whole Foods, New Seasons)&lt;br /&gt;* Endangered Species (Whole Foods, Target, New Seasons)&lt;br /&gt;* Rapunzel (Whole Foods)&lt;br /&gt;* Dagoba (at most Organic grocery stores)&lt;br /&gt;* Green and Black’s (available at Target!)&lt;br /&gt;* Newman’s Own (New Seasons, Whole Foods)&lt;br /&gt;* Cloud Nine* Tropical Source (New Season’s, Whole Foods)&lt;br /&gt;* Shaman* Any fair-trade certified brands (look for the black and white Transfair logo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8203392881765605187?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8203392881765605187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8203392881765605187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8203392881765605187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8203392881765605187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/09/slave-free-chocolate.html' title='Slave-Free Chocolate'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4819756163817729440</id><published>2009-09-16T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:12:38.798-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party Planning Committee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIFIE'/><title type='text'>TIFIE Humanitarian Event</title><content type='html'>I've been working very hard the last few week helping to plan an event at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www,tifie-ranch.com"&gt;TIFIE Ranch&lt;/a&gt;. We had it on Saturday night and it turned out wonderfully! Highlights included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thurl Bailey concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robert Workman serenading his wife Ange' &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robert telling the TIFIE story - it was quite emotional&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running around between the kitchen, the silent auction, and the food prep station making sure money was being made, drinks were filled, and food was hot. I was thankful for many hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will post more about what I do for TIFIE Humanitarian and what we do in the Democratic Republic of Congo soon. For now, I'll leave you with video highlights of our evening at &lt;a href="http://www.tifie.org/music/"&gt;www.tifie.org/music/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, if anyone is interested in staying in a mountain retreat cabin with access to bike trails, hiking, skiing, paintball, gourmet kitchens, and a mountain stream, all within 45 minutes from Park City, check out &lt;a href="http://www.tifie-ranch.com/"&gt;www.tifie-ranch.com&lt;/a&gt;. All proceeds from the rental of cabins go to our humanitarian initiatives in the Democratic Republic of Congo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4819756163817729440?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4819756163817729440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4819756163817729440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4819756163817729440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4819756163817729440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/09/tifie-humanitarian-event.html' title='TIFIE Humanitarian Event'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4037878042532329164</id><published>2009-08-24T22:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:25:41.933-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Havasupai'/><title type='text'>Brave Little Toaster Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It took a lot of self-encouragement and humming to convince myself not to stop hiking the 10 miles down the Grand Canon. It was intense but the Havasupai Falls were worth it. This is 'intense hiking Halen' look.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SpNlAhYGj0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Dge4RTs-NKE/s320/IMG_4814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373749840017002306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was also some trepidation when we signed the papers to our first car together a few months ago. We love our little Passat Wagon, and I'm still considering names for him/her/it if you have suggestions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SpNl85Y5imI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MuKQkMimlWg/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373750877254945378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the most scary thing this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The decision to go for the scissors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SpNm_eaRgCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yDr5ibwPwFU/s320/1vy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373752021064187938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&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/3245040459079656114-4037878042532329164?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4037878042532329164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4037878042532329164' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4037878042532329164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4037878042532329164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/08/brave-little-toaster-hair.html' title='Brave Little Toaster Hair'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SpNlAhYGj0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Dge4RTs-NKE/s72-c/IMG_4814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2313858672574225696</id><published>2009-08-23T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:31:31.358-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salt Lake City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><title type='text'>landed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a long week in Salt Lake City, we're back in our home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing, after enjoying the home life and being inside my home, how much I miss it when I'm gone. In Boulder, my life was constantly moving  - dinners, coffee dates, shopping, running, meetings, desserts... just lots of things happening inside and outside of my home. And I didn't seem to notice. Now our lives are still busy with people, or it wouldn't be our life, however, I find myself more of a homebody. This last week we were in Salt Lake six of the seven nights and I can say I am looking forward to this week, with not a I-15 stretch in sight. It was totally worth it though.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a delicious meal at Carvers Steakhouse with my family for my Dad's birthday (Can you believe they don't have ranch dressing for their baked potatoes? Really, Utah, really?). Delicious house wine, peppercorn steak and apple crisp was the perfect meal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nice yogurt-filled date with &lt;a href="http://erikandkim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/a&gt; and family. I love her, her glow-worm son, and her whole family. I miss her dearly, and would drive to see her anytime she's in town, just to clarify my previous complaining....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iron and Wine and Okkervil River at the Twilight series. A lot of friends mixed in the 17,000 people there...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday party for the wonderful Lance Parry in the garden dreams are made of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Date-Day in Salt Lake City with husband and a &lt;a href="http://www.whatdoyudu.com/"&gt;YuDu&lt;/a&gt; filled night at Fresh in 9th and 9th. Delicious dinner at Trio with the incredible Anna, Scott and Alexis. Our flatbread trio, fresh tomato soup and house salad was delicious. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And a glorious Sabbath spent sleeping, hiking, snuggling, talking, cleaning, eating and house-calling with my favorite boy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now sleep. But before that, a fun picture of a night with my brother, who is now back in California. Miss him already... (I know I look confused in this picture, but wouldn't you be, seeing these two in such an awkward pose?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SpIlVrn5OvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/rZf2Yf_dch8/s320/6100_684278982449_17825695_38503942_1371282_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373398359823956722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2313858672574225696?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2313858672574225696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2313858672574225696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2313858672574225696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2313858672574225696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/08/landed.html' title='landed'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SpIlVrn5OvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/rZf2Yf_dch8/s72-c/6100_684278982449_17825695_38503942_1371282_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-3758678513229518383</id><published>2009-08-14T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:56:42.191-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo Craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craftiness'/><title type='text'>Yudu, Craft Lake City, and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/705322224/Craft-Lake-City-adds-flavor-to-the-formula-of-homemade-artistic-goods.html"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;was me on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;In the picture I look happy and it certainly was fun. I think there was at least 10 people in my line for a free bag, screenprinted with a unicorn, at any given time for the 8 hours I was there. Whew - we were a busy booth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All to say, the Yudu from Provo Craft is really fun. I like making shirts and bags and other creative-type things. I have hopes of making things for you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-3758678513229518383?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/3758678513229518383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=3758678513229518383' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3758678513229518383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3758678513229518383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/08/yudu-craft-lake-city-and-me.html' title='Yudu, Craft Lake City, and me'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6965852652716088878</id><published>2009-08-09T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:50:33.151-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeowners'/><title type='text'>Wine Bottle Chandelier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can someone help us make this? I need it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sn-mj3ccD-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/yjWzfkVsL8Y/s320/0721_greenbottlechandelier-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368192415957782498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pottery Barn had it in one of their latest catalogue and I've been dreaming of it in my dining room ever since. And because Utah doesn't recycle glass, it would give me a great use of my bottles (and more reason to buy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6965852652716088878?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6965852652716088878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6965852652716088878' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6965852652716088878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6965852652716088878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/08/wine-bottle-chandelier.html' title='Wine Bottle Chandelier'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sn-mj3ccD-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/yjWzfkVsL8Y/s72-c/0721_greenbottlechandelier-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6007545671604716133</id><published>2009-07-28T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:04:33.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady baker aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besty Becky'/><title type='text'>Conundrum: 101Cookbooks or Joy of Cooking</title><content type='html'>I am attempting to make madeleines for a very special someone for a "50 Years of Living" celebration this Friday evening. These cookie-like cakes are French favorites, and their buttery-lemon goodness is the perfect companion to afternoon tea, grumpy mornings, melted chocolates, and any other eating opportunity, I'm sure.  I've been waiting for special opportunity to make these, after receiving a special Williams Sanoma Madeleine baking pan for my birthday last year (thanks &lt;a href="http://vintagemixer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt;!).&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sm_Vy3wPosI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-ou6k8pWANM/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363740751158026946" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conundrum is this: my beautiful turquoise 1964 Joy of Cooking has a recipe for Madelines that involves a double boiler and a full 1/4 cup of additional sugar. The 101Cookbooks &lt;a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/madeleines-recipe.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; utilizes a stand mixer, has less ingredients, and includes pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Present or past? Simple or more involved? It seems that true baking requires a certain level of knowledge and a bit of complication...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could use a recipe that has been used by generations of bakers who turn pages with flour-dusted hands, simple aprons and have original Pyrex bowels for the double boiler. Or a recipe from the trendy website bookmarked by foodies, writers, and photographers alike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to my recent late-night cooking mishaps and the fact that my brain has been moving in slow motion for the last hour, I chose the simpler version in the hopes that I won't mess it up. The recipe on 101 Cookbooks is presented by the fabulous Heidi Swanson. (Does she have my dream job? Yes in fact, she does. I love you HS... my initial twin.) However, the beauty of the cover, the smell of its musty pages, as well as the wonderfully complicated instructions of the Joy of Cooking, will be enticing me with its 848 pages of recipes over the next while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will let you know, dear 9 readers, how they go over at my beautiful mother's birthday party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I have to go re-clean the kitchen that Asher so wonderfully cleaned for me this afternoon. &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/3245040459079656114-6007545671604716133?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6007545671604716133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6007545671604716133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6007545671604716133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6007545671604716133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/07/conundrum-101cookbooks-or-joy-of.html' title='Conundrum: 101Cookbooks or Joy of Cooking'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/Sm_Vy3wPosI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-ou6k8pWANM/s72-c/mail.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8958131368173480185</id><published>2009-07-23T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:02:28.696-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Lost and Found Apricots</title><content type='html'>Last night I was pleasantly surprised to find 4 apricots on my tree. I thought I had zero. I climbed the tree to admire them, but they were pecked and prodded by pesky birds who beat me to it.&lt;div&gt;That didn't stop me from eating the the remainder of one of the apricots and it was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Asher caught me up in the tree in my skirt and laughed at me. Apparantly he lost me in the backyard. But he found me. Obviously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8958131368173480185?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8958131368173480185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8958131368173480185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8958131368173480185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8958131368173480185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-and-found-apricots.html' title='Lost and Found Apricots'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6348740081561165571</id><published>2009-07-15T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:47:23.167-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewifery'/><title type='text'>A snapshot into my mind...</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when I drink Starbucks after 9pm. I've included a snippet of thoughts that have run through my head in the last hour.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer time = take off clothes at the door. There's something about super-hot cars and burning your hands on the steering wheel that just make me angry. And often time, angry Halen in denim means that I have to change the minute I close the front door behind me. That's why there's a pile of my clothes in the living room most evenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I secretly love piles of clothes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why can't I focus when I clean my room? It's like this ADD bug attacks me when I need to clean, and all of a sudden I want to try on everything in my closet, distract Asher with kisses, start cooking, paint a wall, you name it. Seriously - I'm amazed I ever finish cleaning my kitchen every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Boulder and its people. Sometime I get confused where my home is. Home is Provo on sweet little 1000 East, but the thought of being on Pearl Street, seeing my lady-friends, and kissing new baby cheeks make me teary-eyed and tender-hearted. Can't wait to see special people this weekend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish Asher would go out of town so that I could wear my hippie skirts in peace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asher is a really good laundry-folder. Way better than me. And we both know it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wouldn't it be great if there was a hanger-delivery service? How many times in the last 10 months have I had late night closet organizing parties with myself, all to find out I don't have enough hangers to accommodate my shopping habits?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My garbage stinks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When is the last time I swept this room?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank the Lord for Sarah Taylor in my life. Hopefully she'll remember to water my garden.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope my garden doesn't die this weekend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When is JJ going to return my spoons!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you see the progression from living room to bedroom to kitchen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dana would. She gets my crazy mind.&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/3245040459079656114-6348740081561165571?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6348740081561165571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6348740081561165571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6348740081561165571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6348740081561165571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/07/snapshot-into-my-mind.html' title='A snapshot into my mind...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7825237596281947796</id><published>2009-07-07T20:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:27:10.623-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Perfectly Baked Salmon</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to cook with what's in my freezer or pantry this week, so tonight was a salmon feast. I got an incredible deal at the always wonderful Sunflower Market so my freezer is stocked up. I was originally going to grill the salmon on the bbq, but since we didn't have briquettes, I decided to bake it instead.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembering an article in a past edition of Cook's Illustrated, I turned to the Mar/Apr 2008 edition that had all the secrets to success for perfectly grilled salmon. Some of the tips include cutting slits in the skin and preheating the baking sheet in the oven. I threw together a tomato relish to garnish the salmon, and roasted broccoli florets as well. (another Cook's Illustrated secret is to add a sprinkling of sugar to roasting vegetables to aid in the caramelization process. Delicious!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlQDrnzlVRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JnTZ1uYG_Ak/s320/IMG_5612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355909904804959506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oven-Roasted Salmon &lt;/span&gt;(Serves 4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 skin-on salmon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olive oil, salt and pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1. Adjust oven rack to lowest position, place rimmed baking sheet on race and heat oven to 500 degrees, Use sharp knife to remove any whitish fat from belly of fillet and cut into 4 equal pieces. Make 4 or 5 shallow slashes about an inch apart along skin side of each piece, being careful not to cut into flesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Pat salmon dry with apper towels. Rub fillets evently with oil and season liberally with salt and pepper. Reduce oven temp to 275 degrees and remove baking sheet. Carefully place salmon skin-side down on baking sheet. Roast until centers of thickest part of fillets are still translucent when cut into with paring knife or instant-read thermometer inserted in thickest part of fillet registers 125 degrees, 9 - 13 minutes. Transfer to plates or platter. Top with Relish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fresh Tomato Relish&lt;/span&gt; (estimated)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomatoes, diced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onions, minced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garlic clove, minced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olive oil, splash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red wine, splash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;White vinegar, splash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basil, handful chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7825237596281947796?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7825237596281947796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7825237596281947796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7825237596281947796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7825237596281947796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfectly-baked-salmon.html' title='Perfectly Baked Salmon'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlQDrnzlVRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JnTZ1uYG_Ak/s72-c/IMG_5612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2610204373764211700</id><published>2009-07-06T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:35:36.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love the Glenns'/><title type='text'>Americana: 4th of July in Big Piney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlLZ6RQuI3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/4K3j_rOV-CE/s1600-h/IMG_5384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlLZ6RQuI3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/4K3j_rOV-CE/s320/IMG_5384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355582501986116466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Piney Wyoming is a small town full of cowboys, drive-ins, family gatherings, and small town goodness. I love visiting, although it's been several years since I've been back. We traveled the 3.5 hours to Big Piney this weekend with our friends Tim and Hope Glenn. It was our first road trip with our new Passat Wagon, and she performed beautifully. My grandma turned 80 this year and was honored in the parade as the Grand Marshall. She was the cutest thing in that 1928 fire engine waving her red bandana and smiling to the crowd. It was fun seeing family, although I think in the back of all of our minds, we were remembering the events of last summer, and wishing Garrett was still around to be with us. It just wasn't the same. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlLbJekZ1iI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WLHblTCsBwA/s320/IMG_5566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355583862767998498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday morning, we took a morning to go horse back riding thanks to Jeff and Birda. Some of us did better than others. Some of us might've screamed more than others. But all of us, I think, enjoyed ourselves. Community horse anyone? The Wyoming cowgirl in me was felt right at home on a horse, in the country, with the expanse of the great big blue sky surrounding us. It was wonderful seeing family, getting drinks at the Waterhole, watching my parents see the people of their past, and showing off my husband to the few people that I know. Even if they thought us Utah people were pansies because we put on jackets at night. Grumpy old cowboy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlLcmLQJYvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ueOofrJ98Fk/s320/IMG_5601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355585455310594802" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the weekend with a small detour to Jackson Hole (made an hour longer by our stop at the drive-in. I mean, you have to stop at the drive in while driving through. But really, 45 minutes for 2 sundaes? It was a struggle to keep a happy heart.) The Tetons were majestic and beautiful, the hills were green and covered with wild flowers. Those are all mind-photos, but you can see how happy Asher and I were to be visiting my birthplace in this photo at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garrettspalms.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Garrett's Palms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for information about medications that might cause suicide. &lt;/span&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/3245040459079656114-2610204373764211700?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2610204373764211700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2610204373764211700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2610204373764211700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2610204373764211700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/07/americana-4th-of-july-in-big-piney.html' title='Americana: 4th of July in Big Piney'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SlLZ6RQuI3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/4K3j_rOV-CE/s72-c/IMG_5384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-500364827690320448</id><published>2009-06-25T23:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:09:46.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lived'/><title type='text'>Lessons Learned in Life</title><content type='html'>Does it give you great relief to know that other people make mistakes too? That you're not the only one? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, when someone that you think is always on top of her game forgets her purse and laptop at your house and drives away? I do things like that. Like the time I forgot my purse in 3 different restaurants one weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or when someone else at work drops the ball, and you realize that you're not alone in the crazy world of administrative assistants who sometimes don't always remember the details? Very familiar. Forgetting to set up interviews and forgetting schedules all happened this week. (And everyone, including me, survived).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few that happened to me last week, and hopefully they make you feel good about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might've been avoiding doing the dishes for 5 days (probably to prove a point) and found mold growing in a bowl in my sink. Absolutely disgusting. And then had surprise company show up to your house, which smells like stinky kitchen that no one loves. Good thing  fellow mistake-makers have taught me to hide dirty dishes in the oven, and send a lime down the disposal. Potential embarrassing moment averted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also dropped eggs on the floor today. Two different times. But that is a story that deserves it's own blog. More to come my lady baker aspirations, which fell insanely far from the goal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now is a time for bed, with the thought that tomorrow is a new day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New mistakes to be made, disasters averted, clean up to be done, and life to be lived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that the story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-500364827690320448?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/500364827690320448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=500364827690320448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/500364827690320448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/500364827690320448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/06/lessons-learned-in-life.html' title='Lessons Learned in Life'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4905266371280025126</id><published>2009-06-25T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:28:49.986-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother Matt'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday dear Matty, two days ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SkRcUuyZqDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pOQpzKPgLWw/s1600-h/IMG_3526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SkRcUuyZqDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pOQpzKPgLWw/s320/IMG_3526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503768449558578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this post is two days late, I did not forget my dear brother's birthday on Tuesday. He is working in NYC this week on a show, and got to celebrate his 21st birthday in his favorite city. I hope that his Year 21 is full of surprises from the Lord. My brother is one of my favorite people, and I wish I could've taken him out for his first legal drink in Greenich Village or to a swanky jazz bar. He is a reminder to me that people are to be remembered and life is to be lived in the moment. Here's to you Matty!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4905266371280025126?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4905266371280025126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4905266371280025126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4905266371280025126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4905266371280025126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-dear-matty-two-days-ago.html' title='Happy Birthday dear Matty, two days ago'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SkRcUuyZqDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pOQpzKPgLWw/s72-c/IMG_3526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8156631830708005569</id><published>2009-06-18T23:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:00:01.737-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Havasupai'/><title type='text'>Return from Havasupai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SjsmXJWURyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9CQODAM1FCM/s1600-h/IMG_5141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SjsmXJWURyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9CQODAM1FCM/s320/IMG_5141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348911161520965410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in the Grand Canyon? Check.&lt;div&gt;Played in the Supai waterfalls? Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate dehydrated food for three days? Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiked 20 miles with a 30 pound pack? Check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love my friends (and In&amp;amp;Out) all the more? Check. (However Cody was dearly missed, and now is in England until Christmas. Sadness in my heart.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent a few days traveling to the Grand Canyon to hike down into the &lt;a href="http://www.havasupaitribe.com/"&gt;Havasupai&lt;/a&gt; Reservation. The hike wasn't as bad as it could've&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SjsoMnnWY4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XDDg_4q8b-Q/s320/IMG_4814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348913179690165122" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;been, surprisingly. As intense as I look in this picture, 8 miles later I was praying to be transported. Seriously, every bone in my body had decided to quit and I was having a hard time convincing my mind to keep plodding down the sandy uneven never ending road. The thought of the waterfalls waiting for us at the end of the hike kept me going - and it was worth it! The color of the water was a gorgeous emerald-sapphire color because of the limestone and the views were simply breathtaking. It was a learning experience, as Lance and Lisa were our desert-parents...they know everything! From how much water we'd need to what kind of animals might be sneaking through our camp at night, it was really fun listening to them and their camping experiences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SjsmJA9M-aI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sf_8aM98meI/s320/IMG_5061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348910918749976994" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think hiking, or backpacking, might be in our near future here in Utah. We're excited to keep using our equipment and being out in nature. Anyone want to join?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8156631830708005569?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8156631830708005569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8156631830708005569' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8156631830708005569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8156631830708005569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/06/return-from-havasupai.html' title='Return from Havasupai'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SjsmXJWURyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9CQODAM1FCM/s72-c/IMG_5141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-446692301031429908</id><published>2009-06-02T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:07:52.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah County'/><title type='text'>June in Provo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Tonight I enjoyed several things... (not listed, but included is that my husband straightened the house while I was working at the dining room table. It was sweet).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Glass of wine at our favorite Provo restaurant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happysumosushi.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Sumo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;We signed up to be VIP members, which really means coupons and lots of half off sushi. I found a deep fried sweet potato option, something I've been longing for since Louisville days. Today, I found it. Fried yam and zucchini topped with avocado and spicy sauce, it was ultimate. And only $3. The wine was a shiraz that was perfectly suited for the roll somehow. Glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanilla latte at my favorite Provo coffee shop, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicenjava.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juice &amp;amp; Java.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A walk down University to Juice &amp;amp; Java is a special treat for me. Coffee is something I don't drink regularly, so it always seems to make the day special. The baristas are always friendly, their tattoos make me happy, and the chocolate covered coffee beans on the lid are friend "come back soon Halen. we love you" message. Okay little coffee bean, I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soulful music by favorite &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/seafinch"&gt;husband&lt;/a&gt; and favorite neighbor at favorite Provo venue, &lt;a href="http://www.velourlive.com/"&gt;Velour.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asher has been faithfully writing new songs to play at open mic night here in Provo. There are incredible musicians here locally and quite a music scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JoshRosenthal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josh Rosenthal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;played with him last week and was quite the hit, of course. Hope, you're next. Our neighbor Brandon played with Asher on his trumpet - it was so good! Soulful, rich, surprising - I was smiling the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately the caffeine is having an affect on me, which is atypical. This might mean my house will be deep cleaned in the next few hours. Oh dear... Actually it's probably a good thing because there is some funky smell coming from my kitchen that I need to destroy and conquer.&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/3245040459079656114-446692301031429908?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/446692301031429908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=446692301031429908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/446692301031429908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/446692301031429908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-in-provo.html' title='June in Provo'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7674930557553328558</id><published>2009-05-20T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:02:07.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:28.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;color:#370F55;text-decoration: none;text-underline:none"&gt;&lt;a href="http://piggyinthepuddle.blogspot.com/2009/04/obsessions-favorites-and-admirations.html"&gt;Obsessions, Favorites, and Admirations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;I was &lt;a href="http://notesfromdionne.blogspot.com/2009/04/korean-zooey-deschanel-chocolate.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#152E3E;text-decoration:none;text-underline:none"&gt;tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Lindsey Lou….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What's your current obsession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Planning my ever-evolving garden, making trips to the grocery store, making friends in Provo and Orem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;color:#152E3E"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:22.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia; color:#152E3E"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p9B-io0V3ls/SfXav7YmM4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/uJhEEn07CGM/s1600-h/black+ford+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#152E3E;text-decoration:none;text-underline:none"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;What's your weirdest obsession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; I hoard my Oreos. When I run I have to have specific stopping and starting points. Not sure if these are obsessions or quirky Halenism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What are you wearing today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Wide-legged grey trousers, cobalt blue feminine flowy top and a cardigan. Church temperature never follows the outside temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;Why is today special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Because we’re hanging out with Hope and Tim, and we miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What would you like to learn to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Wake up with enough time to eat breakfast, spend time with God, and exercise? Another day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;What's for dinner today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;We have Philosophy Group at our house tonight, so odds are we will forget to eat, and then accidentally eat chips and salsa for dinner later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What's the last thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Contact solution. Boring. Last thing I wish I bought was tomato plants. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;What's your favorite weather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Cool summer nights when you have to wear a sweatshirt, or sunshine with a breeze. Colorado was really perfect when it came to weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What's your most challenging goal right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Seriously, it’s just to exercise regularly. But for whatever reason I have a lack of dedication to my healthy. C’mon girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;color:#5DC8CA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;I’ve had a girl crush on Lindsey for several years. We might a long time ago through a mutual dear-hearted friend, and quickly decided that we were ‘new best friends.’ She quickly moved to California. I didn’t take it personally, but thanks to the blogging world, I get to be inspired by her creativity, her awe for nature, her beautiful construction of words, and jealous by her painting skills. Love you new-old-bf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Ireland or Spain. Maybe more Spain though, in the Granada area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;Favorite vacation spot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; New York City has been a new fun vacation spot, but England will always hold a special place in my heart – only there do you get to take train rides that transport you to another bookish world with cobble stones, rolling hills and the hopeful appearance of Mr Darcy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What would you like to have in your hands right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Oreos and milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;What would you like to get rid of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Junk. For some reason I think I’m going to want to use it later. I never do. And I never wear the clothes that I save for next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt; Vegas, to see my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;What's your favorite thing about the city you live in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;New friends and neighbors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;If you had $150 now what would you spend it on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Cooking class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;Do you admire anyone's style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; I love Jill Carter style. I love Becky Ros style. I love Kate Hudson style. Her baby boobs are inspiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;Describe your personal style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Hard to say. On my own, I’m a classic dresser. With Asher in the picture, I am a bit more trendy. In my mind, and in my heart of hearts, it’s a little uncool, lots of sundresses and bandanas and unmatchy matchy things. I still don’t know how to match shoes to an outfit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#863813"&gt;Who is someone your heart is missing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; Carol Pettigrew. And Sarah Semchuch. Dang, Groover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;color:#333794"&gt;What are three live shows that you have seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; My parents paid for my brother and I to go see Cats for his birthday when it came through SLC. It was fun. He is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;Now the rules of this tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;1. Respond and rework: answer the questions on your blog, replace one question you dislike with a question of your own invention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;2. Tag 7 other people you would love to learn more about. Here's mine:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Becca (OB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Becca (Shog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Becky, although its not food related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Rae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Calli-Lou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:22.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Kaniesha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7674930557553328558?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7674930557553328558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7674930557553328558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7674930557553328558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7674930557553328558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/05/obsessions-favorites-and-admirations-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-669431634253154300</id><published>2009-05-13T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:12:28.048-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craftiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Creative Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 140%; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(64, 0, 88); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://piggyinthepuddle.blogspot.com/2009/04/pay-it-forward-giveaway.html" style="display: block; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(64, 0, 88); font-weight: normal; "&gt;Pay it Forward Giveaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://piggyinthepuddle.blogspot.com/2009/04/pay-it-forward-giveaway.html" style="display: block; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(64, 0, 88); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The first five (5) people to respond to this post will get something made by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;Inspired by the beautiful and talented &lt;a href="http://piggyinthepuddle.blogspot.com/"&gt;lindsey hornkoh&lt;/a&gt;l, my new bff from a long time ago, I am inspired to be creative by making my friends fun gifts. I received in the mail today, something quite wonderful. The most beautiful little birdie card and wrapping paper I have ever seen. Did you read that Lindsey? They are already enroute to a very special friend and birthday one-year-old in Colorado. Sometimes I can be timely, and sometimes I can procrastinate. It's this weird thing I do. Anyway, rules of the giveaway are as follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make. Whatcha get is whatcha get. Sounds like Grace Semchuck to me.&lt;br /&gt;2. What I create will be just for you, with love. And lots of Utah love, especially. &lt;br /&gt;3. It’ll be done this year (2009) and hopefully, sooner rather than later.&lt;br /&gt;4. In return, all you need to do is post this text on your blog and make 5 things for the first 5 to respond to your blog post.&lt;br /&gt;5. Send your mailing address - after I contact you. (Be sure to leave a working email!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Here's to my first giveaway!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-669431634253154300?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/669431634253154300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=669431634253154300' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/669431634253154300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/669431634253154300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/05/creative-giveaway.html' title='Creative Giveaway'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-265495416880915896</id><published>2009-05-10T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:41:10.177-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo Craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop local'/><title type='text'>Shop Local, Shop Handmade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SgePzVa-yQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mOhmtHcOObE/s1600-h/IMG_3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SgePzVa-yQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mOhmtHcOObE/s320/IMG_3656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334390395730053378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asher just found &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ldv-3aOezTs/SgN63YjAVwI/AAAAAAAABfs/oamj41lQQa0/s1600-h/large350.jpg"&gt;t&lt;/a&gt;his &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ldv-3aOezTs/SgN63YjAVwI/AAAAAAAABfs/oamj41lQQa0/s1600-h/large350.jpg"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;It's a great reminder to shop local.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...I did shop local last weekend at the incredible &lt;a href="http://thebeehivebazaar.com/index.html"&gt;Beehive Bazaar&lt;/a&gt;. Provo crafting ladies - you did it again! I have gorgeous new jewelry thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.armellejewelry.com/"&gt;Armelle Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;, beautiful soap and yummy jellies that were given to two fabulous mother's today, and a few other surprises. I wish I would've taken a picture of all of the wares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I visited a great antique store in Spanish Fork a few weeks back and picked up my first copy of the Joy of Cooking (perfectly turquoise), a gorgeous bowl (also turquoise), and a copy of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (red, not blue). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asher and I are trying to bike to stores around our house to get to know Provo and hopefully to buy more local! Off to ride... (update- remember for future reference that nothing is open on sundays. nothing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-265495416880915896?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/265495416880915896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=265495416880915896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/265495416880915896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/265495416880915896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/05/shop-local-shop-handmade.html' title='Shop Local, Shop Handmade'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SgePzVa-yQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mOhmtHcOObE/s72-c/IMG_3656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7048786668746624888</id><published>2009-05-02T18:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:17:30.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizzeria 712'/><title type='text'>Pizzeria 712</title><content type='html'>Please tell me you've been. Please. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pizzeria712.com/"&gt;Pizzeria 712&lt;/a&gt; is a fabulous restaurant in Orem - it's everything you want in a local upscale restaurant: inviting and classy atmosphere, local and seasonal produce, and an open kitchen and oven. I'm a huge fan of an open atmosphere where people, cooking, sitting, talking, and creating all happen in the same space, and this happens in Pizzeria 712 without being noisy or overwhelming. Also I appreciate that the menu is constantly changing, based on what is growing around here.  I spent last Saturday there with new favorite friend Kaneisha, where we split a butter leaf salad with the perfect blue cheese dressing ($7 I think?). She had the sausage and mozzarella pizza ($11.5) and I had a pizza with delicious caramelized onions and artichoke hearts. It was a lovely evening, and I'm excited to go back. If you're in Utah Valley, it's a place you must visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://D7AFC109-CE9C-4DFD-97D4-1D52D2102518/P712Square.jpg" alt="P712Square.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7048786668746624888?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7048786668746624888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7048786668746624888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7048786668746624888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7048786668746624888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/05/pizzeria-712.html' title='Pizzeria 712'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7174296723221255773</id><published>2009-05-02T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:54:33.870-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Rio'/><title type='text'>Cafe Rio Salad Dressing?</title><content type='html'>My life might be complete. Okay minus that I'm not that great walking in heels yet. &lt;div&gt;But I just found a post of how to make my favorite tex mex salad in the whole of the earth - Cafe Rio's Salad. Here's the link to recipes for the pork barbacoa, special rice, and flavorful beans, but mostly importantly - the creamy tomatillo dressing. Here's a &lt;a href="http://armellejewelry.blogspot.com/2007/10/cafe-rio-salad.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the recipes, and I'll include the recipes for the dressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(76, 76, 76); font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cafe rio creamy cilantro tomatillo salad dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 package dry hidden valley ranch salad dressing&lt;br /&gt;1 cup mayo&lt;br /&gt;1/2 bunch cilantro&lt;br /&gt;1 large clove garlic&lt;br /&gt;3 small-medium tomatillos, husk off [like tomatoes but green and has a husk on it]&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;juice of 1 lime&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp red pepper flakes (or 1 small jalapeno) - optional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;place all ingredients in a blender + blend until smooth. chill in fridge at least 1 hour before serving, then it will thicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7174296723221255773?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7174296723221255773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7174296723221255773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7174296723221255773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7174296723221255773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/05/cafe-rio-salad-dressing.html' title='Cafe Rio Salad Dressing?'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1641337933536574335</id><published>2009-04-30T09:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:19:00.505-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><title type='text'>Confessions of an absent minded lady...</title><content type='html'>"If I have to come down there..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my mother's warning words to my brother and I growing up. Typically when we were buried in the tupperware, looking for a missing lid; in the pantry, trying to locate the can of diced tomatoes that she knew was in there; or even finding a lost shoe that most definitely was buried in my piles of laundry. She always knew she could find whatever it was that our eyes couldn't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed her this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misplaced my wallet on Saturday. It's not a true woman-wallet. It's a pink business card holder that I keep my license and debit card in. After a quick trip to Robert's Arts &amp;amp; Craft, it was not to be found. (Which means, Trace &amp;amp; Becca, that I pulled a 'potanga' on my dinner date that night, as I didn't know I didn't have my wallet with me). My efforts of stalking the customer service phone at Roberts, cleaning out my [Narnia] closet, emptying every pocket in my jeans, and multiple car clean-outs. (Which clearly means that I was doing a half-a&amp;amp;&amp;amp; job of cleaning out the car the times before, but then is yet another flaw). Anyway, I just needed my mom's "If I have to go down there..." knowing that she would find it. Yesterday was my deadline. If it hadn't shown up, I was going to pull out the old marriage license and get a new license, as well as cancel the card. However, miracle of all miracles, Asher called me yesterday and guess what he found sitting on top of our tv? That's right. Little pink wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that my mind was just too busy to see it, on the tv that I walk by multiple times a day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to let that speak to my attention to detail, my follow-through, or my stress level.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm just happy that I found it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1641337933536574335?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1641337933536574335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1641337933536574335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1641337933536574335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1641337933536574335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/confessions-of-absent-minded-lady.html' title='Confessions of an absent minded lady...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1376460606116077119</id><published>2009-04-26T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:17:48.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUw9vjvicI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4-e6VS6TrnQ/s1600-h/IMG_3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUw9vjvicI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4-e6VS6TrnQ/s320/IMG_3398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329219571359386050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUw9T3C8KI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DtU1q3lxh_A/s1600-h/IMG_3389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUw9T3C8KI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DtU1q3lxh_A/s320/IMG_3389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329219563924156578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUwK5lKQXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7neJNQzvfPw/s1600-h/IMG_3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUwK5lKQXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7neJNQzvfPw/s320/IMG_3408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329218697876357490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                               These are a few of the things that have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; made my happy as of late. Can you tell I'm on a gardening/backyard/smell good kick? Unfortunately, the apricot blossoms, the cilantro seedling, and the daffodils have died. Tomato seedlings are alive, thankfully, as are the pretty yellow tulips. Unfortunately, the line my drive way so no one can see them except for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, for me, with enjoyment has come a realization of a lack of knowledge, goods and time. Hopefully this week I'll get the rest of my onions planted for the Onion Off of 2009 (more to come - be very excited) as well as my salad and carrots. Hopefully we'll get the sod laid before the Kofahls visit us in May. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add that to my long list of things to do, and I've decided I'm in serious need of a work day with all my friends. Who's in?! May 8th? : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(also we have a serious leak in our guest room. hopefully the ceiling doesn't collapse. or have mold).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUxpv40DvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AluX7nf8Tt4/s320/IMG_3394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329220327362006770" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1376460606116077119?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1376460606116077119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1376460606116077119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1376460606116077119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1376460606116077119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-are-few-of-things-that-have-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SfUw9vjvicI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4-e6VS6TrnQ/s72-c/IMG_3398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5882835420735769087</id><published>2009-04-19T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:22:16.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party Planning Committee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><title type='text'>Seevinck Guest Room</title><content type='html'>We currently have availability in our guest bedroom this summer, and we want you to come fill up our house with conversation, babies, fondue and Nerts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 7-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 22-25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 5-7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 25-28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 3-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every weekend in July and August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First come, first serve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5882835420735769087?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5882835420735769087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5882835420735769087' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5882835420735769087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5882835420735769087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/seevinck-guest-room.html' title='Seevinck Guest Room'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6700304412315288261</id><published>2009-04-17T09:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:41:25.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besty Becky'/><title type='text'>Blue Lemon Bistro, in review</title><content type='html'>What she &lt;a href="http://vintagemixer.blogspot.com/2009/04/blue-lemon-bistro-highland-ut.html"&gt;said&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would like to add, dear Becky, that although it was a bit out of the way, and I did manage to drive through Highland, American Fork, and Lehi, while trying to return to the freeway, and definitely was late to my dinner party, I saw a billy goat on the road as I was leaving. And &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; made my day. (I was glued to my gps and a bit lost at that point, or I would've pulled over and taken a picture.) He was eating the grass next to the road, the cute little guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time  with Becky is time well spent. And time eating minted fruit, is $3 well spent. So all in all, nice little outing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6700304412315288261?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6700304412315288261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6700304412315288261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6700304412315288261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6700304412315288261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/blue-lemon-bistro-in-review.html' title='Blue Lemon Bistro, in review'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6753284441902913028</id><published>2009-04-16T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:23:02.037-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Congo'/><title type='text'>Congo's Conflict Minerals</title><content type='html'>After &lt;em&gt;Blood Diamond &lt;/em&gt;came out, more people became aware of the conflict in the diamond manufacturing process. Thankfully, there has been strides made in the diamond industry, but there is new information about the conflict related to minerals in the Congo, minerals that are in all of our cell phones and mp3 players. Because of a lack of accountability and transperncy in the supply chain of many electronic companies, it is unknown to what degree our electronics buying habits contribute to the crisis in eastern Congo. Check out &lt;a href="http://humanitarianrelief.change.org/blog/view/cell_phones_ipods_and_rape"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;great article to find out more information about Congo's Conflict Minerals, as well as a simple letter to send to the 21 largest electronic companies, asking for accountability so that they trace their supply chains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6753284441902913028?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6753284441902913028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6753284441902913028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6753284441902913028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6753284441902913028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/congos-conflict-minerals.html' title='Congo&apos;s Conflict Minerals'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-5423156989090257126</id><published>2009-04-12T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:29:48.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant review'/><title type='text'>Provo Eats: India Palace</title><content type='html'>Looking for a delicious Indian restaurant in Utah Valley. &lt;div&gt;I have a favorite, and I think you should try it out. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.indiapalaceut.com/index.html"&gt;Indian Palace&lt;/a&gt; is located on quaint Center Street in Provo, and offers delicious Indian cuisine at a reasonable rates . It's atmosphere is inviting - exposed brick, linen tables, Bollywood soundtrack playing in the background, but my favorite reason for going is the owner, Amrik Singh. Each time I've been to The Indian Palace, he's welcome us at the front, remembers the occasions we've been in, and his pleasantly helpful in assisting the waitstaff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went this weekend with a few girlfriends and we tried out the appetizer sampler, the chicken and lamb tikka masala, and chicken Makhani ($12ish). They were similar in taste, but quite tasty. It was especially fun to eat at this Indian restaurant because one of the friends I ate with is actually Indian, and was able to speak Hindi to the waitstaff, and gave us details on the dishes. Good friends and good food. And to top it off, the cute waiter who was filling our drinks, sang Happy Birthday to me. Solo and a bit tone deaf. I might have a crush on him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-5423156989090257126?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/5423156989090257126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=5423156989090257126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5423156989090257126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/5423156989090257126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/provo-eats-india-palace.html' title='Provo Eats: India Palace'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1676725618244181647</id><published>2009-04-08T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:40:15.846-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyoming'/><title type='text'>Wyo Pride</title><content type='html'>These are my people.&lt;div&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2009/04/07/earlyshow/series/main4926036.shtml"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1676725618244181647?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1676725618244181647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1676725618244181647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1676725618244181647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1676725618244181647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/wyo-pride.html' title='Wyo Pride'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8523276018966721044</id><published>2009-04-04T21:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:16:26.842-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady baker aspirations'/><title type='text'>Eggs Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SdgtLRsRnfI/AAAAAAAAANw/aqWEgQSv_As/s1600-h/IMG_3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SdgtLRsRnfI/AAAAAAAAANw/aqWEgQSv_As/s320/IMG_3118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321052631489158642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These beautiful, multicolored eggs, along with 13 others that were delivered this week, inspired me to cook with eggs. Believe me, had I any chocolate chips in the house, I would've baked. But I didn't have the guts to do the whole double boiler thing. Anyway, I ended up making two different kinds of egg salads tonight. Actually, I started off by making guacamole. But I didn't have any tortilla chips. And for whatever reason, hard boiled eggs seemed like the most logical next thing to make. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want some brownies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I made one egg salad with cucumbers , celery, dijon mustard and a little milk, as I was avoiding mayo (not to mention I didn't have any - resourceful!).  Atop a toasted english muffin, it was fresh and snacky and all that I needed this egg experiment to be. I mixed the second bath with  with avos, cilantro, tomatoes and a healthy dash of salt and pepper. I put this in a pita, due to the chip shortage. Insert bad decision here. Opened a can of coke zero. Egg salad and coke zero do not go together. I couldn't finish my taste test at this point. It was probably tasted okay. I tried to take pictures, but they didn't look very appetizing, so I'll spare you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I cleaned up my mess (and cleaned the kitchen for the second time in three hours) am sitting on the couch, and still wishing I had made brownies instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8523276018966721044?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8523276018966721044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8523276018966721044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8523276018966721044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8523276018966721044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/eggs-everywhere.html' title='Eggs Everywhere'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SdgtLRsRnfI/AAAAAAAAANw/aqWEgQSv_As/s72-c/IMG_3118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8323588425721627893</id><published>2009-04-03T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:06:56.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Utah</title><content type='html'>I just posed in a picture for an Eagle Scout project.&lt;div&gt;Some sort of picture books that we're going to send to the Congo for work (www.tifie.org)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels odd to know that I will be in some family's scrapbook forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8323588425721627893?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8323588425721627893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8323588425721627893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8323588425721627893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8323588425721627893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-in-utah.html' title='Only in Utah'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-6903252574181841941</id><published>2009-04-02T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:29:02.380-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick. boo.'/><title type='text'>Sickie **warning - not for the weak stomached**</title><content type='html'>Last night I threw up for the first time in years.&lt;div&gt;Not just once, but three times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't totally make it to the target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It got all over my clothes. (I felt like I was 6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we had friends over for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asher stayed home from the Real soccer game to listen to me complain, and to touch my feet occasionally. Sweetie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-6903252574181841941?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/6903252574181841941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=6903252574181841941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6903252574181841941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/6903252574181841941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/04/sickie-warning-not-for-weak-stomached.html' title='Sickie **warning - not for the weak stomached**'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-3866489174349208633</id><published>2009-03-29T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:57:32.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love the Glenns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trace Bundy'/><title type='text'>Louisville Love</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.Channel&amp;amp;ChannelID=201522047"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and shed some tears. Missing some good Colorado friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-3866489174349208633?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/3866489174349208633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=3866489174349208633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3866489174349208633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3866489174349208633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/03/louisville-love.html' title='Louisville Love'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7430446401317523813</id><published>2009-03-11T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:24:56.208-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oreo Obsession'/><title type='text'>Found out...</title><content type='html'>I have been successfully hiding a treasured package of Oreos from Asher for over two weeks. He found them tonight. He jumped into the kitchen from behind a wall and caught me red-handed, or in my case, deliciously-oreo-powdered-handed, balancing the stool to grab them from the really high cupboard above the microwave. I thought it was brilliant. A cabinet that doesn't see much action, except for vase storage. It was the stool that gave me away. It was fun having my little secret but now I have to share I guess. It wasn't that exciting when he didn't know about my secret evening snacks. But once he knew they were hidden somewhere, I had a strange sense of power. Power is now gone. But he's pretty fun, and a night with him, eating cookies and milk and dancing in the kitchen is preferred to secret cookie powers I suppose. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7430446401317523813?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7430446401317523813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7430446401317523813' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7430446401317523813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7430446401317523813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/03/found-out.html' title='Found out...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7229800335841853621</id><published>2009-03-09T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:23:53.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who does that?</title><content type='html'>Someone stole all of my brother's stuff last week. Matt was driving through San Fran on his way to Portland and someone broke through his car window and stole all of his stuff. His brand new laptop, camera, hard drive, clothes, toiletries, money, you name it. My little brother... I still am angry! He has been so positive, and I'm quite proud of him. If you think of him, please pray an extra prayer of protection and blessing for his little self. He needs it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7229800335841853621?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7229800335841853621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7229800335841853621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7229800335841853621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7229800335841853621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-does-that.html' title='Who does that?'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7250706368040732238</id><published>2009-03-06T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:55:33.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo Craft'/><title type='text'>New Chinese Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my interest in Asian culture has been pretty limited - I typically dream of cobblestone streams, tea and crumpets, tapas, bakeries or other European specialities. I've been reading Memoirs of a Geisha (thanks to Hope for the correct pronunciation) and have become totall intrigued by Japanese history. That, along with having the opportunity to spend time with our Provo Craft China team last week has sparked the "I want to visit Asia" flame.  Anyway, they wanted to go to American stores  - because they work so hard in Product Development, they see a lot of the product that goes into the stores but have never seen the in a store, on a display. I got tasked to take the to all the stores they want, and take them to eat. It was such a great day. Seriously, I got paid to shop and eat. I love it! . We stopped in lots of craft stores, Tai Pain, Joanne's, Michaels, and then did some Target and Walmart shopping as well. We ate a TGIF, a true Americana restaurant, and then had delicious dessert at the Cheesecake Factory. Here are some fun pictures of our day.&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SbFHXpVFhRI/AAAAAAAAANo/612IyUHlYF4/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310103907203384594" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SbFGn1gBYZI/AAAAAAAAANY/2RfiSRMoKBg/s320/12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310103085836755346" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SbFGoOceMzI/AAAAAAAAANg/k4qHaczj58k/s320/13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310103092532753202" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7250706368040732238?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7250706368040732238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7250706368040732238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7250706368040732238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7250706368040732238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-chinese-friends.html' title='New Chinese Friends'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SbFHXpVFhRI/AAAAAAAAANo/612IyUHlYF4/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1187783189655460851</id><published>2009-03-05T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:31:36.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo Craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewifery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovin. GoBe'/><title type='text'>Living Room Campouts, Project Days, and Work Fun.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the best thing you can do for yourself is to have a sleepover in the living room. For some reason, a mattress on the floor makes life exciting. Dessert seems necessary, American Idol seems mandatory, and brushing of the teeth seems optional. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are supposed to be painting our bedroom ceiling for the second time (Although Asher and Tim's first attempt was good, their continuous race to one-up each other somehow didn't translate to perfection of ceiling painting). That, along with registering for parking license for our street, an overdue oil change, the folding of laundry, and the painting of some very gross vents are hopefully what will be accomplished tomorrow. Hooray for productive day off's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get tomorrow off because I'll be working our booth for work at the &lt;a href="http://www.saltlakehomeshow.com/ME2/Sites/default.asp?SiteID=2B024AE856D14E7993DFF63FB2E1AEFE"&gt;Salt Lake Home &amp;amp; Garden Show&lt;/a&gt;. We're debuting the GoBe, a solar batter pack. It's pretty exciting, and if today is any indicator of interest, we will have a busy weekend! &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/3245040459079656114-1187783189655460851?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1187783189655460851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1187783189655460851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1187783189655460851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1187783189655460851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/03/living-room-campouts-project-days-and.html' title='Living Room Campouts, Project Days, and Work Fun.'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7643660371332852595</id><published>2009-02-18T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:59:23.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare Bodies</title><content type='html'>There is something scandalous about short sleeves in the winter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7643660371332852595?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7643660371332852595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7643660371332852595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7643660371332852595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7643660371332852595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/02/bare-bodies.html' title='Bare Bodies'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8300462994742894906</id><published>2009-02-11T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:31:21.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Baby Oatmeal Cookies</title><content type='html'>I am currently making/eating chocolate chip oatmeal cookie dough in honor of Kim's birthday, in honor of our road trip to Boulder on Friday, and in honor of my home-aloneness. These cookies are quite delicious, as Hope can already testify. I highly recommend them, in all of their chewy, oaty, buttery goodness. You can find the recipe &lt;a href="http://bakingsheet.blogspot.com/2006/08/cooking-school-oatmeal-chocolate-chip.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting ready making a card with my Cricut Create and hopefully will have time to read some deliciously trashy magazines. Okay not trashy. Just girly. We shall see. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8300462994742894906?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8300462994742894906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8300462994742894906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8300462994742894906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8300462994742894906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-baby-oatmeal-cookies.html' title='Sweet Baby Oatmeal Cookies'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4333772004711770276</id><published>2009-02-09T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:53:57.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>When I open my home page and see the number of layoffs that are occuring, big companies daily laying off thousands, I am extremely grateful for my job. Money to cover bills, eat out every once in a while, and even a trip to Boulder and LA. I am grateful. And I am thinking about the people who are not able to go to the grocery store this month, who bundle in several sweaters to keep their bills down, who are poring over the classified, just hoping for someone to give them a shot. I hope this changes soon. What part am I to play in bringing about change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4333772004711770276?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4333772004711770276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4333772004711770276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4333772004711770276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4333772004711770276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/02/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-4279148323803917396</id><published>2009-02-06T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:30:07.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day'/><title type='text'>Night of the Calzones</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SYzGceKw9KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5StSY98tJIs/s320/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829053945083042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun sleepover last weekend with our dear friends &lt;a href="http://joshrosenthalmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Josh&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://vintagemixer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt; Rosenthal. It was actually Josh, Asher and I's 7 year friendship anniversary. A lot of changes since our first date at Coldstone Creamery... like I got demoted to the backseat and became the third wheel to the two of them. Josh is very close to graduating after a long stretch of schooling; we both have celebrated 3 wedding anniversaries, bought homes that we love and still have indefinite "5 year plans" for having kiddos.  We've had lots of hot tub dates, movie nights, breakfasts in and dinners together. I love these two tremendously and am so thankful that we live within an hour of each other now! Here's to lifelong friends that I cherish.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becky and I surprised the boys with a meaty meal, as Asher has been complaining for meat in every meal as of late. (A demand I'm not giving into...) I used dough prepared from my Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day cookbook. We made up our own delicious filling. Quite the feast! &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SYzGck7tvxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/tTMevU1pJfQ/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829055761006354" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SYzGc8FQITI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SCuTo4FPAAA/s320/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829061975023922" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SYzGdF_ExeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/h07AlOkPLCA/s320/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829064633468386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-4279148323803917396?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/4279148323803917396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=4279148323803917396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4279148323803917396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/4279148323803917396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/02/night-of-calzones.html' title='Night of the Calzones'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SYzGceKw9KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5StSY98tJIs/s72-c/IMG_2140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-3180402801874260608</id><published>2009-02-05T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:35:27.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KitchenAid mixer'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Aid Sob Story</title><content type='html'>I hate typing out "Kitchen Aid" every time, and now that Becca has named hers, I feel that I should do the same, even if it makes me a copy cat. Any ideas?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was practicing making home baked goodies to decide what I want to send to my friend Kim for her birthday. That's right Kimmie...you're even getting a few practice rounds.  I found a delicious recipe for scones that I wanted to try. They looked delicious (just like the picture, actually), steamy and crumbly out of the oven. But, good scones require certain ingredients. And certain ingredients like sugar, certainly make or break a recipe. Forgetting to add sugar altogether makes for salty scones. Dipped in sweetened black tea, drizzled in honey and jam, they are still good. But not great. I will try again. Next time Halen, don't forget key ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a great &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/minneola-tangelo-buttermilk-scones"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/minneola-tangelo-buttermilk-scones"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; I only used 2 oranges, since I didn't have 6 on hand, and it still was orange-y and wonderful. I didn't separate all the scones like Martha orders - instead I plopped the dough on my baking sheet in a general round shape, cut it like a pizza, drizzled it with cream and baked. They looked really pretty and it didn't take as much as work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-3180402801874260608?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/3180402801874260608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=3180402801874260608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3180402801874260608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3180402801874260608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitchen-aid-sob-story.html' title='Kitchen Aid Sob Story'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-7418937793887114314</id><published>2009-01-27T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:02:01.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sundance 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad crush on Jim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salt Lake City'/><title type='text'>Sundance 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sundance is one great perk to living nearby Park City. Although nothing compares to the Sundance experience as a college course...watching 10 movies and writing papers that really just show that we watched the film in its entirety, and getting credit. Can't beat that! Now, I go up there to see films I'm interested in, to walk Main Street in hopes of seeing a celebrity, and this year I was able to help out for work. I apologize beforehand for the many links you'll find below. However, I feel that they are worth your annoyance, because maybe you'll think these places are just cool enough that you'll visit me in Utah. And I really like adding links.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memorable Moments Include...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Hanging out with new friend Kim from work and helping demo our product in the Green House. Apparantly we missed Paris by hours. Unfortunate. But we did experience a whole lot of MTV reality tv show contestants. Also unfortunately, they all seem to be the people who didn't win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Meeting &lt;a href="http://www.markmontano.com/"&gt;Mark Montano&lt;/a&gt; and hanging out with him and his people for the day. He's the host of While You Were Out and lots of other crafty shows. His book, "The Big Ass Book of Crafts" is the best selling crafting book right now. I have a signed copy. More crafty postings to come, as I have a tomato cage chandelier in the making...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Incredible sushi at &lt;a href="http://www.oishisushiandgrill.com/"&gt;Oishi Sushi Bar&lt;/a&gt; with several friends, old and new. At last, something to rival Tao's Sweet Potato Sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:: Genevieve's first SLC appearance since the Glorious Wedding of '05. We had much girl time and laughing time and eating time. The most important kind of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Seeing the film, Adam. It is a beautiful movie about a man with Asburger's syndrome, and his awkwardly wonderful first relationship with his oh-so-cute neighbor. It was wonderful. I hope it makes it big. And I hope this picture captures the awkwardness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SX-WLGQ0_QI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HpYbEniYnkk/s1600-h/ADAMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116804214914306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SX-WLGQ0_QI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HpYbEniYnkk/s320/ADAMM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Tea-drinking with Becky, Hope and Genevieve, mourning together that John Krasinski didn't show up for a Q &amp;amp; A at his film. We were ready, make-up done, camera ready and he showed us up. However the bonding time at the &lt;a href="http://www.beehivetearoom.com/about.htm"&gt;Beehive Team Room&lt;/a&gt; was way better than he would've been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not so Memorable Moments...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Being harranged by an unmentional owner of an event, who stole our goody bags. All the swag that vendors had give us that day, confiscated with his condescending attitude and a disgusting mullet. I wanted to kick his shins. I still would, if I saw him on the street. Not that he would ever be on the streets. But still. Who does?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Driving in the crazy fog on the way home, nervous I was going to crash my car. Oh and trying to find parking. I get all nervous and sweaty in parking situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Seeing Tom Hanks, and no one believing me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::Okay so the confiscation of our goody bags was the only &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; bad part. Oh yeah, and that John Krasinski didn't show up for a picture with me. I have called off my crush. No more I say! And his movie was only so so. I'm not going to link to it, out of rebellion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-7418937793887114314?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/7418937793887114314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=7418937793887114314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7418937793887114314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/7418937793887114314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/01/sundance-2009.html' title='Sundance 2009'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SX-WLGQ0_QI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HpYbEniYnkk/s72-c/ADAMM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-1382284491456310888</id><published>2009-01-17T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:39:49.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Green Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SXKHT2REkdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xjqs9sZOT9o/s1600-h/greenthings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SXKHT2REkdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xjqs9sZOT9o/s320/greenthings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292441287168135634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gardening excitement has begun. I am planning out my garden for the spring, and I am so excited I can hardly decide what I want in there! I picked up a bunch of books from the library and stopped by a local seed store this morning. It will certainly be an adventure, as Matteo had prepared  my garden last year, and I pretty much just got to reap the benefits of all of his hard work. I will be starting from scratch this year. Whew!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have encouragement. These little guys popped up this week. I definitely was hopping and squealing when I found them. They are planted outside of our picture window in our kitchen. It will be yellow daffodil and crocus glory in the next month or two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography by Asher Seevinck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-1382284491456310888?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/1382284491456310888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=1382284491456310888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1382284491456310888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/1382284491456310888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/01/green-things.html' title='Green Things'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SXKHT2REkdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xjqs9sZOT9o/s72-c/greenthings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-3303273513610068596</id><published>2009-01-10T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:40:43.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewifery'/><title type='text'>Saturday Confession</title><content type='html'>I just had a fulfilling experience cleaning my tub. No joke. &lt;div&gt;I had just finished scrubbing my floor with an all natural solution found &lt;a href="http://www.eartheasy.com/live_nontoxic_solutions.htm"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eartheasy.com/live_nontoxic_solutions.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" border="0" class="gl_photo" /&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;. I decided to seize the moment and clean my tub while I was at it. Although it looked cleaned, it felt grimy - I think that has something to do with our hard water? Anyway, I sprinkled baking soda on the tub, and then squirted it my dish washing detergent (happened to be Seventh Generation Lemongrass and Clementine.) Needless to say, it smiled so bright and shiny and happy and clean. I surprisingly was filled with happiness to be cleaning my tub and for it to smell so gloriously clean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it. I didn't have any revelation of holiness or cleanliness but I was reminded of Brother Andrews, "Practicing the Presence of God"... who found joy in being the Lord in the midst of anything He did. Teresa of Avila said "The Lord walks among the pots and pans." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have bread dough rising on my counter. Thanks KitchenAid. You're fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-3303273513610068596?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/3303273513610068596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=3303273513610068596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3303273513610068596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/3303273513610068596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday-confession.html' title='Saturday Confession'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-2040570791965260917</id><published>2009-01-07T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:42:54.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><title type='text'>There is always Arby's...</title><content type='html'>Kimmie and I had a ghetto fabulous date while she was visiting Utah for the holidays. Since I work in Spanish Fork and she was in Payson for the day, we decided to meet halfway. Which happened to be an Arby's at a gas station. Yes, we are that classy. She brought her niece Tamari with her, who happened to be a great photographer. She's a big fan of the silly-face photos.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SWV1WyvxbuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/yuDXqYXhljs/s320/christmas08+035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288762371856232162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SWV1XeUkBDI/AAAAAAAAAME/lgsa8bkrA-c/s320/christmas08+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288762383553266738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-2040570791965260917?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/2040570791965260917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=2040570791965260917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2040570791965260917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/2040570791965260917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-always-arbys.html' title='There is always Arby&apos;s...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SWV1WyvxbuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/yuDXqYXhljs/s72-c/christmas08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245040459079656114.post-8851075586311131201</id><published>2009-01-05T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:44:46.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utes'/><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you don't buy your husband a good Christmas present.&lt;div&gt;And sometimes all you do for your anniversary is pizza and a movie on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometimes you score courtside tickets to the Utes game, in the midst of crazy Utah alumni pride and you make your husbands day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is today. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3245040459079656114-8851075586311131201?l=halenseevinck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/feeds/8851075586311131201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3245040459079656114&amp;postID=8851075586311131201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8851075586311131201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3245040459079656114/posts/default/8851075586311131201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halenseevinck.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Halen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04651544127247191864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zwQLoJYvwM/SLBDNMXEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tw2W_2CafgQ/S220/n615907693_698291_4450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
