tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59680724696530094512024-02-19T01:14:46.245-07:00Julie TaylorMom of all boys...Ben, Jake, Michael & LukeJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-20175104155303480302011-08-17T20:31:00.000-06:002011-08-17T20:31:22.603-06:00It's AMAZING! My blog is still here!I should make this a hobby of mine (I say that, like hobbies are my big priority). It could really be therapeutic? Hmmm. <b><u>Could be!</u></b> (The trick is to say "could" in a higher tone, then go down lower for the "be" - much more effective. And a little vibrato doesn't hurt!)Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-88437737933414474832010-02-06T07:21:00.003-07:002010-02-06T07:40:05.627-07:00I am blessed!I am so lucky to have these wonderful boys in my life. I may not always believe that Heavenly Father knew what he was doing sending four boys to a girl, who is the baby of five girls. Sports, wrestling, dirt, guns, cars, army guys, video games, driving, tons of food, burping and all the interesting (if you know what I mean) things that go along with having boys can be overwhelming at times. Even after almost 17 years, a lot of it still feels foreign to me. But I am pretty sure by now, I would have no clue what to do with a girl. I really am blessed to have these great boys, who are quickly turning into bigger boys, and before I know it...men. My main motto these days, "DAY TO DAY!" Just deal with one day at a time. Try to live and enjoy that day with all its craziness, stress and surprises the day can bring. I have decided that it is more fun and fulfilling to LIVE life. <br />
Oh, and by the way, it is pretty great to have a handsome, supportive and loving husband to share it all with.<br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvCVHsOs6tiI3Xvxew9vHZUG3ueMfX8ykmDnRunv-mT7XPjZBMMWJyeJ_V-B1QihnrG_YXDHPMiPFznHqrJyONizBQDqXAu6D5UxQc0x8QBMFFGXBmhozE6DO5OGKE7Tqx9PLd5iyDVQ/s1600-h/CIMG1631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvCVHsOs6tiI3Xvxew9vHZUG3ueMfX8ykmDnRunv-mT7XPjZBMMWJyeJ_V-B1QihnrG_YXDHPMiPFznHqrJyONizBQDqXAu6D5UxQc0x8QBMFFGXBmhozE6DO5OGKE7Tqx9PLd5iyDVQ/s320/CIMG1631.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Arizona November 2009</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Isn't he cute?</div>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-28592286085273010732010-01-27T18:24:00.001-07:002010-01-27T18:24:46.398-07:00I am just posting to test out my blog status.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-42069413935234454292008-12-05T19:28:00.000-07:002008-12-05T19:29:46.993-07:00Well...Hello!A little time has passed. Life is good.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-53764025245081091032008-10-26T16:51:00.000-06:002008-10-26T16:53:37.449-06:00Sunday afternoon nap!There should be a law to have a Sunday afternoon nap. We would all be better people wouldn't we?Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-4239780106865579512008-10-16T19:58:00.000-06:002008-10-16T20:02:01.540-06:00More Photos<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-01L4fpQ0lVhyphenhyphengC7-EpQ5I4BY75rgFZZf8Ijg3j85DlOdJeviZ2bbR6EsA8s2t8d89uRnP94ak4HDs_Mah4G5um9uBuucVlzMr3l3XxNzNk_sodw144T2mY2_iTR7Erul5gBE0Ya0Bt8/s1600-h/Mom's+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257936514977893202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-01L4fpQ0lVhyphenhyphengC7-EpQ5I4BY75rgFZZf8Ijg3j85DlOdJeviZ2bbR6EsA8s2t8d89uRnP94ak4HDs_Mah4G5um9uBuucVlzMr3l3XxNzNk_sodw144T2mY2_iTR7Erul5gBE0Ya0Bt8/s200/Mom's+003.jpg" border="0" /></a>
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<p>I have pictures from the last year and a half from Mom's camera. I only included those photos that had Dad in them.</p><p><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/julie.momofboys/FromMomSCamera">http://picasaweb.google.com/julie.momofboys/FromMomSCamera</a></p>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-44789873028281620042008-10-14T06:59:00.001-06:002008-10-14T13:32:10.456-06:00Dad's Photos<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdn8uTs5rlHEZMTtHQxQfq24zdA_yq0arACPyy8m_K2m1X6ryduDkxDnzN0RU7Ffg9APqySH_Jex4OlLDI9f6eEJ7C8Qb9oSpFjF6VFpIrwSo-Kzx5i7KEt-bj05CagZt2qVYkGyMOo2o/s1600-h/2008-10-12-1653-20_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257002811588134226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdn8uTs5rlHEZMTtHQxQfq24zdA_yq0arACPyy8m_K2m1X6ryduDkxDnzN0RU7Ffg9APqySH_Jex4OlLDI9f6eEJ7C8Qb9oSpFjF6VFpIrwSo-Kzx5i7KEt-bj05CagZt2qVYkGyMOo2o/s320/2008-10-12-1653-20_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a>
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<div><div>I have an album that I am putting Dad's Pictures and some random old photos in. Here is the link. I will keep adding to this album, so you can keep checking back.</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/julie.momofboys/DadSpics">http://picasaweb.google.com/julie.momofboys/DadSpics</a></div></div></div>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-39044560489354275042008-10-13T19:19:00.000-06:002008-10-13T23:47:17.307-06:00Foxy!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BNPqRrSnnMAjfr9m0JcTHptXNktJQ8eRHFSaeakRCUtL-fPxrgRuL3l-em_ttQYxcKwR_2Gj6T6URghMKpiaQMZl9zh1IxXCXfl9chOqJmlfMvqNtXZADZohwyv2HAOmYz1FrIfqMPA/s1600-h/phil.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256813471583018882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BNPqRrSnnMAjfr9m0JcTHptXNktJQ8eRHFSaeakRCUtL-fPxrgRuL3l-em_ttQYxcKwR_2Gj6T6URghMKpiaQMZl9zh1IxXCXfl9chOqJmlfMvqNtXZADZohwyv2HAOmYz1FrIfqMPA/s200/phil.jpg" border="0" /></a> I figured it out! Isn't this the sweetest picture ever of my brother? I love the fro and the jeans with the sport jacket. Sadly, this really was the fashion at the time.
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<div></div>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-71679954561562508452008-10-10T21:42:00.000-06:002008-10-10T21:45:02.740-06:00Phil's BirthdayToday is my brother Phil's 57th birthday. If I could figure out how to put a picture on here I would. A really nice one with his big curly fro. It has been 14 years now since he passed away. But I guess he and Dad are celebrating together.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968072469653009451.post-45053592421819383462008-10-10T21:15:00.000-06:002008-10-10T21:27:57.407-06:00I'm in the 21st Century<a href="http://www.blogger.com/yahoo.com"></a>
<div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I can't believe I am doing this. This is so crazy. Here I am...blogging. I hope I can figure this all out.</span></div>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856769134798905968noreply@blogger.com0