<?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-5702775451947300385</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:16:40.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reitz spot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-2518640677054766302</id><published>2010-01-29T14:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:16:03.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My goal to be better at keeping up on the blg hasn't gone through, but I can keep trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432287394308391346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2NcmoeVgbI/AAAAAAAAACk/Zcmz4v7p8hU/s400/2010-01-06_09.59.15.jpg" /&gt;Kyle is getting enough hair that I'mhaving fun making it curly. He loves being in his Jeep walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2NcmO5RnAI/AAAAAAAAACc/S_TKkcSFcCc/s1600-h/2010-01-17_19.18.51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432287387442060290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2NcmO5RnAI/AAAAAAAAACc/S_TKkcSFcCc/s400/2010-01-17_19.18.51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle's 1st birthday. he poked the cake a few times, but wasn't too interested in feeding himself. He liked to have me feed him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2Ncls7nzHI/AAAAAAAAACU/T6EQPSMDv4c/s1600-h/2009-12-25_11.57.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432287378325097586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2Ncls7nzHI/AAAAAAAAACU/T6EQPSMDv4c/s400/2009-12-25_11.57.48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle got this train with letter blocks. He can sit on the back and push the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2Nclb7pRTI/AAAAAAAAACM/dWgdHNWrnAc/s1600-h/2009-12-25_11.09.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432287373761791282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2Nclb7pRTI/AAAAAAAAACM/dWgdHNWrnAc/s400/2009-12-25_11.09.46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle's first Christsmas. We were at my parent's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432285914182527810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2NbQek1K0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/v1FAUlxSQAg/s400/2009-12-09_20.26.31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was wondering why we put Max in a box in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432286290197250914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2NbmXVug2I/AAAAAAAAACE/kT_ujQ9LbZo/s400/2009-12-16_16.30.23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only Christmas present I got at the U. (it was from a white elephant exchange)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-2518640677054766302?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2518640677054766302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=2518640677054766302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/2518640677054766302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/2518640677054766302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-goal-to-be-better-at-keeping-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/S2NcmoeVgbI/AAAAAAAAACk/Zcmz4v7p8hU/s72-c/2010-01-06_09.59.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4993585206645702168</id><published>2009-12-17T21:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:31:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just found out i cant blog much with my phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-4993585206645702168?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4993585206645702168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4993585206645702168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4993585206645702168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4993585206645702168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/12/give-it-try.html' title='just found out i cant blog much with my phone'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-8878261384495911174</id><published>2009-10-10T18:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:00:15.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/StEsk7WWaEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/b4n45voRGDw/s1600-h/duck+mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/StErzlSwvuI/AAAAAAAAABc/p6z1zoc2Wro/s1600-h/1003091459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391138394123321058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/StErzlSwvuI/AAAAAAAAABc/p6z1zoc2Wro/s400/1003091459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle loves playing in his new bouncer/activity center. Thanks to Rebecca to letting us use this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e6fb403b73c6e1b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e6fb403b73c6e1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20C297FBB27A48FBDC567BCC5AF8A533244D78FE.7A5BA36E650785E23F3BD5F837A74504C251377E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e6fb403b73c6e1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIOm0odUv008H7rrAO_wuL5uMJBg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e6fb403b73c6e1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20C297FBB27A48FBDC567BCC5AF8A533244D78FE.7A5BA36E650785E23F3BD5F837A74504C251377E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e6fb403b73c6e1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIOm0odUv008H7rrAO_wuL5uMJBg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Max practicing his rock star skills with Bon Jovi's "Livin' On a Prayer." His Favorite song to rock out to is still the Rocky theme song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-8878261384495911174?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8878261384495911174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=8878261384495911174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8878261384495911174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8878261384495911174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/kyle-loves-playing-in-his-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/StErzlSwvuI/AAAAAAAAABc/p6z1zoc2Wro/s72-c/1003091459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-1968816804079452778</id><published>2009-09-29T22:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:06:03.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there is anyone still reading these... WOW! I thought you would have given up a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a kick of making goals right now so I thought I should share so then maybe someone will hold me accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) upload and share pics and videos that I have on my phone&lt;br /&gt;2) write a blog a week&lt;br /&gt;3) read "The Holy Temple" by Boyd K. Packer&lt;br /&gt;4) listen/watch and read all of the talks in the upcomming General Conference&lt;br /&gt;4) exercise at least 4 days a week for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;5) actually plan a few date nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my goals for the month of October. I don't know if Jeremy has any, but i'll lethim do his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-1968816804079452778?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1968816804079452778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=1968816804079452778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/1968816804079452778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/1968816804079452778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-there-is-anyone-still-reading-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4920064825634290959</id><published>2009-08-31T21:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:33:23.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kyle and mom at the Dinosaur Park in Ogden Aug 2009&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUUWorN6I/AAAAAAAAABU/GLk4HLwItuk/s1600-h/IMG_3104+as+Smart+Object-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376335132568008610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUUWorN6I/AAAAAAAAABU/GLk4HLwItuk/s400/IMG_3104+as+Smart+Object-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; July (?) 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUAk4gJEI/AAAAAAAAABM/lxS-2-LfPEM/s1600-h/kyle+texting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334792795104322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUAk4gJEI/AAAAAAAAABM/lxS-2-LfPEM/s400/kyle+texting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Kyle snuggling May 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUAcmEahI/AAAAAAAAABE/rv-4bnC96I0/s1600-h/kyle+smuggling+with+his+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334790570306066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUAcmEahI/AAAAAAAAABE/rv-4bnC96I0/s400/kyle+smuggling+with+his+mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle watching dad playing soccer April or May 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyT_8eDu5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tu7eWgDhL8s/s1600-h/Kyle+in+the+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334781946772370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyT_8eDu5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tu7eWgDhL8s/s400/Kyle+in+the+sun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle airing out his feet on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; game day June 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyT_ccg0PI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jh8r7ZQnlEY/s1600-h/kyle3+jun09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334773350355186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyT_ccg0PI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jh8r7ZQnlEY/s400/kyle3+jun09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Kyle wasn't liking listening to Conference in April 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyT_GLaZyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/x-mBbLnqkq4/s1600-h/kyle2+jun09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334767373051682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyT_GLaZyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/x-mBbLnqkq4/s400/kyle2+jun09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...sorry I've been a slacker. Now you get a small taste of what we've been doing. I'm working on getting more pics to the computer now that I know how to send them from my cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-4920064825634290959?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4920064825634290959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4920064825634290959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4920064825634290959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4920064825634290959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/08/kyle-and-mom-at-dinosaur-park-in-ogden.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SpyUUWorN6I/AAAAAAAAABU/GLk4HLwItuk/s72-c/IMG_3104+as+Smart+Object-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-25824892030406841</id><published>2009-04-14T14:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:17:29.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have been super busy</title><content type='html'>Ever since I started bringing Kyle to work with me and we started a new data entry program at work, I have been swamped, and not able to contribute to our blog. Here are a couple of new pictures of my beautiful wife and precious son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kyle getting ready to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; VS DC United game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2ZMb7BOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/NnzIGsTUzII/s1600-h/kyle+in+his+RSL+jersey+and+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651572154270946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2ZMb7BOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/NnzIGsTUzII/s320/kyle+in+his+RSL+jersey+and+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Here is Kyle hanging out in his bouncer chair at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2ZXKZK7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/jzjFcXknLv8/s1600-h/SNC00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651575033539506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2ZXKZK7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/jzjFcXknLv8/s320/SNC00190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and Kyle at Carnival Real, both wearing their #5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beckerman&lt;/span&gt; Jersey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT35IbC2CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/58Ose29I-g0/s1600-h/amanda+and+kyle+at+carnival+real.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653220344289314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT35IbC2CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/58Ose29I-g0/s320/amanda+and+kyle+at+carnival+real.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Here is Amanda and Kyle at the Loyalist's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-season game BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT3409T-gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LtvDgmoyCxI/s1600-h/Amanada+and+Kyle+pregame+bbq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653215119309314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT3409T-gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LtvDgmoyCxI/s320/Amanada+and+Kyle+pregame+bbq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a family Portrait Easter 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2Y9CVHAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/aetstdldBW8/s1600-h/Family+Easter+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324651568020397058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2Y9CVHAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/aetstdldBW8/s320/Family+Easter+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;For those who haven't seen or heard about Kyles room, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a panorama of his furniture. (there is some new pieces and rearranged a little since this was taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT4VQ9SHJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kqH9X9o4p4o/s1600-h/panoramic+of+kyle%27s+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653703671717010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT4VQ9SHJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kqH9X9o4p4o/s320/panoramic+of+kyle%27s+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we made it into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; room. Here is his wall boarder that goes all the way around the room. There is also a new addition to the wall. My sister-in-law has painted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; shield on the wall, but it's not quite done so I haven't included it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT4VFk7RTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/umHTySMhIPw/s1600-h/SNC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653700616766770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT4VFk7RTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/umHTySMhIPw/s320/SNC00105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-25824892030406841?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/25824892030406841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=25824892030406841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/25824892030406841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/25824892030406841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-have-been-super-busy.html' title='We have been super busy'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SeT2ZMb7BOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/NnzIGsTUzII/s72-c/kyle+in+his+RSL+jersey+and+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-2295423090295838971</id><published>2009-02-18T14:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:48:40.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few New Picts of Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMV0EgBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Lx7tSkuNl-c/s1600-h/IMG_2696_DxO_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304255410637930514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMV0EgBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Lx7tSkuNl-c/s320/IMG_2696_DxO_raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cathy &amp;amp; Max holding Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMfFiueI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EeIciejL1SM/s1600-h/IMG_2692_DxO_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304255413127133666" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMfFiueI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EeIciejL1SM/s320/IMG_2692_DxO_raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; excuse me did I do that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMerYsJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Oe1VLoYLac8/s1600-h/IMG_2691_DxO_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304255413017424018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMerYsJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Oe1VLoYLac8/s320/IMG_2691_DxO_raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get that camera out of my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMMhvlJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/clbV9ax8xwk/s1600-h/IMG_2686_DxO_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304255408145142930" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMMhvlJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/clbV9ax8xwk/s320/IMG_2686_DxO_raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pick me! pick me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-2295423090295838971?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2295423090295838971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=2295423090295838971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/2295423090295838971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/2295423090295838971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-new-picts-of-kyle.html' title='A Few New Picts of Kyle'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SZyAMV0EgBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Lx7tSkuNl-c/s72-c/IMG_2696_DxO_raw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-913087059458375919</id><published>2009-02-15T16:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:00:42.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SZirqIRa9bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/D4f9KoaBNkA/s1600-h/100_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303177301492168114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SZirqIRa9bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/D4f9KoaBNkA/s320/100_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SZirKsokHRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kMrxDZbWEMQ/s1600-h/100_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first family photo. No, we did not make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt; pose like that, he did that on his own. I think we were both surprised that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt; did so well as he usually HATES to get his picture taken. We had to take so many pics to get one that we all looked good in - very hard with a puppy and a 4-week old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303177934988383202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SZisPAOsE-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uRi_CuwT8lU/s400/Kyle_0-3_weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeremy made this collage of pictures of Kyle's first 3 weeks of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-913087059458375919?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/913087059458375919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=913087059458375919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/913087059458375919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/913087059458375919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-photo.html' title='family photo'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SZirqIRa9bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/D4f9KoaBNkA/s72-c/100_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-5527375787074164297</id><published>2009-01-21T23:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:03:06.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few new picts of Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaBeNkUcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mTVbqKkgYMI/s1600-h/SNC00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaBeNkUcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mTVbqKkgYMI/s320/SNC00060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294009974566179266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaBMWhhgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UxEFHjEKFR0/s1600-h/SNC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaBMWhhgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UxEFHjEKFR0/s320/SNC00058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294009969771906562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaA8p1B4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1WMAEHIF91M/s1600-h/SNC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaA8p1B4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1WMAEHIF91M/s320/SNC00054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294009965557909378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaAvuLayI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8ephwPINn34/s1600-h/IMG_2679_DxO_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaAvuLayI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8ephwPINn34/s320/IMG_2679_DxO_raw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294009962086492962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaAR5xZ3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZVn-dr4m_NQ/s1600-h/IMG_2661_DxO_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaAR5xZ3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZVn-dr4m_NQ/s320/IMG_2661_DxO_raw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294009954082056050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-5527375787074164297?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5527375787074164297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=5527375787074164297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/5527375787074164297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/5527375787074164297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-new-picts-of-kyle.html' title='A few new picts of Kyle'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXgaBeNkUcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mTVbqKkgYMI/s72-c/SNC00060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-9004397347535142748</id><published>2009-01-21T14:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:35:23.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle's story</title><content type='html'>I thought that I would share the story of the couple of days before Kyle came to our family. I'll try to keep it brief, so if you want more details just ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I was at work and having small contractions every 5-10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; for about 4 hours before I decided to go to labor and delivery (L&amp;amp;D). I waited so long cause the contractions weren't strong and I wanted to save PTO so I can get paid for my maternity leave. Jeremy met me up at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;U of&lt;/span&gt; U hospital. they checked me and told me that I was 2-3 cm dilated and 50% effaced (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thinned&lt;/span&gt; out). They told me to go on a 2 hour walk to see if that would help things move along. After going to all of the eating establishments between the U, Huntsman, and Primary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt;, visiting my sister who was working at the U, and a few trips out to the car, they told me that nothing had changed and sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more days of spicy foods, having my membranes stripped for the second time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;balsamic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vinaigrette&lt;/span&gt;, among other things... I started having stronger contractions on Friday of the same week. It started in the morning and they were about 10-15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; apart. I kept on waiting for the contractions to get even stronger and closer, but by the end of the work day, no luck. I went to my parents h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ouse&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and to play on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Fit to see if I could get things moving. After 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; straight of hula hoop among other games, my sister recommended that we head up to L&amp;amp;D since my contractions were fairly strong every 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; for about 2 hours. This w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; about 10:00pm when we head up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time they decided to keep me as I was at 3-4cm and 80%. They hooked me up to machines and started to monitor me. I did what I could to decrease the pain (trying to be tough and do it without pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;) and keep things moving along. I ended up asking for pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to help me. Around 5am they check me again and say that I'm not progressing enough and that I should just go home and labor there. They gave me a shot of morphine and sent me packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 6-6:30am and decided to go to sleep. We did a few errands as we were still planning on having a baby shower with our friends that evening. I was still having contractions and they felt about the same strength and frequency as before I got the morphine. Finally I had enough and called L&amp;amp;D and told them what was going on and they said to come back in. This was about noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping that the 3rd time was the charm. they checked me again and I was 4cm and 95-100%. They "still didn't know if I was in labor." They called a provider that wasn't mine and she was saying that she didn't know if they wanted to keep me. at this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I had&lt;/span&gt; enough pain ans was asking for an epidural. She didn't want me to have one since I was 37 weeks along and if they do an epidural I have to deliver soon after, and again she said "I don't know if you're in labor." I broke down and bawled now because I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; pain and they didn't know if I was in labor. If I wasn't in labor I was pretty sure that when I did go into labor I would die. They sent me on another hour walk or so. If there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; the slightest change they would keep me.&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky and did have some changes. At that time they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;were still&lt;/span&gt; debating about giving me the epidural. Both Jeremy's mom and my mom came up to help support us. It was at least an hour later when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;the nurse came&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;in and&lt;/span&gt; told me that they still haven't been able to contact my doctor to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to do the epidural. I was so angry then so I called Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Backman&lt;/span&gt; on his cell and told him what was going on. He told me that he was never paged or notified that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I was&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;back at&lt;/span&gt; L&amp;amp;D. (Yeah even more pissed off now since they said they had paged him). He said he would get the story and get things taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later I get the epidural. (they were shocked that I said it didn't hurt. Frankly I don't even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; feeling it because of the bad labor pains.) I felt so much better then and was actually able to take a couple of short naps. I did still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;feel the&lt;/span&gt; occasional pressure from a contraction. My other doc, Dr. Gibson, came and visited me around 8pm or so (I have little concept of time after I was told they didn't know if I was in labor.) She says that I am completely effaced and there was just a little bit left of my cervix that needed to move. So I napped for a little longer,but then woke to the worst pains in my hips; like they were being pulled apart. My mom was watching the monitor and noticed that I was feeling these pains with every contraction - which was about 1 minute and a half to 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finally ready to push. Dr. Gibson was there, but Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Backman&lt;/span&gt; wasn't there. They said that he would be there in about 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. So with Dr. Gibson in the QB position I started pushing. A few minutes later Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Backman&lt;/span&gt; got there and got ready to help. 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; after starting to push,Kyle was born. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;They put&lt;/span&gt; him on my chest right after and the first thing he did was to put his hand right up to my face. I had a couple nice streaks on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO he was born at 11:35p,weighing in at 6lbs 8oz and 20 in long. For those that are counting that was about 28 hours of labor. We are so glad that he's joined our family. He and I got the clean bill of health and were able to come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; on Monday. It's now Wednesday (I think) and we're both doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-9004397347535142748?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/9004397347535142748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=9004397347535142748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/9004397347535142748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/9004397347535142748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/kyles-story.html' title='Kyle&apos;s story'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4034259260228546466</id><published>2009-01-17T00:22:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:42:36.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXNpKOZH-8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BLsjTCFQT74/s1600-h/SNC00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXNpKOZH-8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BLsjTCFQT74/s320/SNC00041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292689611473550274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXNmBO5e7KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/lUeV9Uezmfc/s1600-h/SNC00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXNmBO5e7KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/lUeV9Uezmfc/s320/SNC00046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292686158455565474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXGMep_oZAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sCJCqM4VvQ0/s1600-h/amanda+in+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXGMep_oZAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sCJCqM4VvQ0/s320/amanda+in+bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292165495433749506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm posting this from my phone and we are at the hospital waiting to meet Kyle Trenton Reitz. I'm nervous excited and anxious. I pray everything goes well with my beautiful wife and my son. here is a pitcture of amanda all hooked up in her bed. Kyle is 6lbs 8oz and 20in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-4034259260228546466?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4034259260228546466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4034259260228546466' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4034259260228546466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4034259260228546466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-kyle.html' title='Baby Kyle'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SXNpKOZH-8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BLsjTCFQT74/s72-c/SNC00041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-7164761755317277045</id><published>2008-12-06T11:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:34:22.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>small update</title><content type='html'>Since it's been a month since our last post I thought that we'd update ya'll on what's going on with us....NOTHIN! that was fast, but I'm guessing you want some details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is doing a lot of the same... work. He's been covering a lot lately for other deputies that have taken time off so he has more than enough work to do. I am glad I have a husband who is willing to do some hard work. I have even been able to tell that Jeremy is excited for the baby. (Anyone that knows Jer knows that he doesn't show his emotions a lot.) He's been painting lots, doing research on what is safe for our baby, and I even made him go to Babies'R'Us and register for baby showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited and a bit scared for the baby to come. I went to a docs appointment this week and my doc told me that as long as I get to the week of Christmas, I can have the baby whenever he's ready. Uh...no thanks. I want to wait until at least January, preferably mid to late January. (I know, I say that now...) I will be 32 weeks along tomorrow; and as of today we have 57 days till the due date. I have finally started showing enough that I am getting patients at work asking if I'm pregnant. They always look shocked when I tell them that I am 8 months along. Most people will say that I look like I'm 5-6 months, but that is changing quickly as I seem to be getting bigger by the second. Oh, and don't bother asking, we still haven't chosen a name. I have one last final to take this semester and I will be done. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewsbury is getting bigger, at least in his body. He still likes to chew on everything. A few weeks ago I think he was having some problems breathing so he decided to try to use my Albuterol inhaler I left on the table. (I know stupid me) He ended up puncturing a hole in the canister and releasing the entire thing of medication. We don't know exactly when he did this, but when Jer came home (yeah he beat me home) he noticed that the puppy wasn't acting like himself. He felt his heart and it was beating like mad. So Jer took him to a pet ER and they did some tests and said that he would be ok. We were able to take him home that night. It took him a few days to return to "normal" but I've noticed that he seems to be more calm. He's still the crazy puppy he was before, except he doesn't jump up on "strangers" as much anymore. I bet ya'll can imagine how bad I feel for leaving my medication out, but I'm glad he's doing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it with us. Hope ya'll have a happy holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-7164761755317277045?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7164761755317277045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=7164761755317277045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/7164761755317277045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/7164761755317277045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/12/small-update.html' title='small update'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-1308853390215143816</id><published>2008-11-08T19:47:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:05:02.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend of October 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; went to Colorado to play the Rapids in a game that would decide who will go to the playoffs. Amanda and I decided to use some of our timeshare points and get some airline tickets, hotel, and rental car. Since neither of us have spent much time in Denver we decided to go Friday night and come home Sunday night so we could tour a little. As we were finalizing our plans one of my co-workers, Bobby, mentioned he had a lot of friends in the hotel industry and he might be able to get us a better deal. The Renaissance is advertised as the home of the Rapids, which is part of the Marriott chain, so Bobby was able to score us the friends and family discount, $69 a night. As we got to our hotel and checked in we looked at the all glass elevator and who did we see?? None other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tino&lt;/span&gt; Nunez; that's right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tino&lt;/span&gt; Nunez, a player for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt;. We found out that we stayed on the floor right beneath the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was scheduled for Saturday night so we had a whole day to waste. Before we left the hotel for the day we looked at their brochures and saw one for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hammonds&lt;/span&gt; candy factory and one for the Denver aquarium that sounded fun. At the candy factory we learned how to make candy and got to sample different pieces throughout the tour. I think Amanda found her new favorite type "horehound" j/k yuck! Here is a picture of my beautiful wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZZe0xsHbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dkA0QeZ6T00/s1600-h/100_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266495200354377138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZZe0xsHbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dkA0QeZ6T00/s320/100_0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She either ate too much candy or is pregnant???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We next decided to go the the Denver aquarium. Due to the time of year they had a Halloween kids fair. We saw everything from cute princesses to little scary monsters. I had heard the aquarium was good, but I didn't expect it to be as amazing as it ended up being. I thought it was the best inland aquarium I have ever been to. Here are a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;picts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVVi2PnBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wbBdEW0xrIA/s1600-h/100_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490642876308498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVVi2PnBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wbBdEW0xrIA/s320/100_0431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Few of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nemo's&lt;/span&gt; Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVVSOramI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XTIRh5Zzpys/s1600-h/100_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490638415391330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVVSOramI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XTIRh5Zzpys/s320/100_0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me feeding a sting ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVUn8QLfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cr4QhiJ5t2A/s1600-h/100_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490627063819762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVUn8QLfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cr4QhiJ5t2A/s320/100_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The jellies attacking Amanda's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVUCxJm2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/68JqBxEsjLo/s1600-h/100_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490617085139810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVUCxJm2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/68JqBxEsjLo/s320/100_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;der&lt;/span&gt;! I'm a shark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVTz2HdnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O0JxzrWKtzE/s1600-h/100_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490613079438962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZVTz2HdnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/O0JxzrWKtzE/s320/100_0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us supporting the team all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZXH4earAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0Ger5zjbqjs/s1600-h/100_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492607187037186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZXH4earAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0Ger5zjbqjs/s320/100_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me helping a street performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZXHnhODAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Mv8wqEJ5zP0/s1600-h/100_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492602635389954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZXHnhODAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Mv8wqEJ5zP0/s320/100_0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZXHFBZaQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8ftIwowJcNc/s1600-h/100_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492593375111426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZXHFBZaQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8ftIwowJcNc/s320/100_0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 80's called and the want their neon back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-284ea1b74df9e8b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0284ea1b74df9e8b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E97F57D25D61A2640BE3E54767E2B485E3AF257.4B52214B56BBE75E0A8E4A9ACA702A7C7500B512%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D284ea1b74df9e8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqftop9Sl-cUd5969D1Ml9fU8ZLA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0284ea1b74df9e8b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E97F57D25D61A2640BE3E54767E2B485E3AF257.4B52214B56BBE75E0A8E4A9ACA702A7C7500B512%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D284ea1b74df9e8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqftop9Sl-cUd5969D1Ml9fU8ZLA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I think someone likes attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now we get to the game. Ticket prices at Dick's Sporting Goods Park are so inexpensive compared to Rio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tinto&lt;/span&gt;. We ordered tickets just off the mid line, 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; row, right behind our players bench for like $35 a ticket. As the players were warming up I would cheer their names and they would give me a wave or a sign they heard me:) As the game started the Rapids came out strong and got a goal in the 3rd. Luckily they were called offsides. About 10 minutes later the Rapids strike again, this time they are not called off. For about 76 minutes the Rapids controlled the pace, when all of a sudden the ball finds its way to Williams feet, he shoots its blocked, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Movsisyan&lt;/span&gt; puts it in. With seconds left in regular time we tie the game which is all we need to do to advance. Here are a couple of shots of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZnpRL_-dI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pezYZCOJ3Ns/s1600-h/100_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510772942404050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZnpRL_-dI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pezYZCOJ3Ns/s320/100_0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We Won!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZno8dHi2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/8fpbwqoNbdc/s1600-h/100_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510767377058658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZno8dHi2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/8fpbwqoNbdc/s320/100_0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We Rushed the sidelines&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZnodcSL7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/uv396kkFVts/s1600-h/100_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510759052062642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZnodcSL7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/uv396kkFVts/s320/100_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZnnqErGuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DLx7bM3f2pQ/s1600-h/100_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510745262824162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZnnqErGuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DLx7bM3f2pQ/s320/100_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our biggest section of supporters&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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21d5546de77680" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0021d5546de77680%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8296DCCD49E6005E987A754414D57623CB85BEA9.24CFEE1B3058A89B5B1D9A55AC032C2E41B4C5A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21d5546de77680%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj3BGpchEiTIhu3GffuAN0p4YvJM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0021d5546de77680%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8296DCCD49E6005E987A754414D57623CB85BEA9.24CFEE1B3058A89B5B1D9A55AC032C2E41B4C5A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21d5546de77680%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj3BGpchEiTIhu3GffuAN0p4YvJM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;We brought the house down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the game we went back to the hotel and partied with the team. We filled up the front lobby with people till about 2 am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday we decided to sleep in and go to the reserve game. It was a fairly interesting game. One the Rapids fans reminded me of Rosie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;O'donnell&lt;/span&gt;. She was loud, overweight, and annoying. She kept yapping her big mouth and talked so much trash. Despite her enthusiasm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; reserves won.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the game we went to lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; Bonita. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; Bonita is the restaurant that the Mayan stole their theme from. They have a waterfall and people who dive from it into a pool. They do more then just diving, they also do little skits like pirate fights or a Tarzan type skit. They also have mariachi that come around. The food was mediocre at best and the entertainment wasn't much better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our trip went well, we had a blast, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;RSL&lt;/span&gt; won, and we made it home safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-1308853390215143816?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=21d5546de77680&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=284ea1b74df9e8b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1308853390215143816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=1308853390215143816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/1308853390215143816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/1308853390215143816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/11/colorado.html' title='Colorado'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SRZZe0xsHbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dkA0QeZ6T00/s72-c/100_0424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4881177428537428739</id><published>2008-10-13T09:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:11:32.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Claim to Fame</title><content type='html'>At the RSL game on Thursday they played their home opener in Rio Tinto stadium. There was lots of news cameras going around interviewing people, and I got on the news. They interviewed me for like 3 minutes but only 1 of my quotes actually made it. Here is the clip on the stadium. Look for me, I'm the sexy one with my new glasses. &lt;a href="http://http//www.kjzz.com/video/30751314.html?video=pop&amp;amp;t=a"&gt;http://http//www.kjzz.com/video/30751314.html?video=pop&amp;amp;t=a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kjzz.com/video/30751314.html?video=pop&amp;amp;t=a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-4881177428537428739?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4881177428537428739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4881177428537428739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4881177428537428739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4881177428537428739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/10/claim-to-fame.html' title='Claim to Fame'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-7165989395267731830</id><published>2008-10-01T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:49:05.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SOREPkec6NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3rGNSQJMpU/s1600-h/100_0422%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252398099700967634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SOREPkec6NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3rGNSQJMpU/s320/100_0422%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have had a few requests for a picture to show my baby bump. Until about a week or two I was hardly showing and now I have "exploded." I still get quite a few comments saying that I don't look big enough to be 6 months pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this picture makes me look bigger than I am and Jeremy agrees... it's probably the too big scrubs I&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;'m&lt;/span&gt; wearing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-7165989395267731830?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/7165989395267731830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=7165989395267731830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/7165989395267731830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/7165989395267731830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/10/speed-bump.html' title='Speed bump'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3HRG7TusiA/SOREPkec6NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3rGNSQJMpU/s72-c/100_0422%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-5294922860160917493</id><published>2008-09-29T22:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:12:34.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SOGpHgoLqwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/abJVVrrUtSg/s1600-h/Brady%27s_party.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SOGpHgoLqwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/abJVVrrUtSg/s320/Brady%27s_party.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251664586973358850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday Amanda and I threw Brady &amp; Amanda Flamm a welcome home party. We did some BBQ, had a potluck, played some Rock Band, and enjoyed some conversation. I apparently didn't charge my camera, so we only got 2 shots. It was a fun night but very stressful. To start the stress, I kept procrastinating on sending out the invitations until Tuesday the 23rd, only 4 days before the big night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and I decided to cook some Rancheira Completa. It is a meat you get from a Mexican market that Eric Larsen cooks (very delicious). Since you get it from a Mexican Market I thought I would ask a girl from my work, who is part Mexican, where the best place to buy the meat would be. So Saturday afternoon I go out looking for the market she suggested but I cant find it. After about 20 minutes of driving I finally found it. I go through the market, back to the deli, and nobody speaks a lick of English. I tried to ask for the meat but the dude just looked at me funny. Luckily I had the name of the meat on my phone and so I showed it to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from buying my meat and some drinks for the party, and our house was a complete mess. Jewsbury must have been watching Dora, because he decided to go exploring in our house, went into our computer room, and found Amanda's medical supplies for nursing school. When I got home they were scattered everywhere. Things were torn up, chewed up, an spit up. We weren't planning on having the party at our house but I didn't know if people would want to stop by after. So I hurried and cleaned up to the best of my ability with such time constraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda picked up some extra hours up at the U registering people for a prenatal clinic and got home at like 5. The party started at 6 and we needed to make some chimi churi(?? on the spelling). It is some spices mixed with vinegar and oil that makes the meat taste better. So right about 5:50 we start heading over to our clubhouse. When we arrive we notice that the TV is missing. As most of you know we are big RSL and U of U football fans. The U has a game that starts at 6 and we don't want to miss it; even worse we don't want those party goers who wanted to see the game miss it. So I run home and get a TV out of our bedroom and bring it back only to find out that the clubhouse doesn't get any reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about 7 and the meat has been cooking for about an hour, when we realize we need some stuff from our house, (filtered water for those who don't want soda, salad tongs, some entertainment). I decided to grab Rock Band, a for sure party favorite, but earlier that day Jewsbury chewed on my spare XBOX cables that were sitting out, and my bedroom TV doesn't take HDMI. Luckily I have some VGA ones hooked to my PC monitor. After about 10 minutes of fighting trying to get them off they finally budge. I'm not sure how long I left the meat unattended, but I am very scared that the meat is probably burning, or even worse on fire, because it feels like it took me an eternity. When I get back It is starting to get dark outside and I cut the meat to see if its done, and as I fear it looks close to well done :( So I cut the meat up and bring it in. As soon as I get inside the meat magically turns rare ?WTF? don't ask me how, so everyone who was excited about dinner being ready has to again wait, luckily everyone is conversing. About 15-20 minutes later I take off the meat because it looks even darker then before, but it was a little to rare for my liking, but still good. From there on things were good. I put on Nemo for Millie, then when we finished eating Rock Band began. It was an awesome party, it appeared that everyone had fun:) especially Millie. She started playing the drums and it was the cutest thing ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were all done and on our way home Brady called to thank us and to let us know Millie said she had fun at the party, but was sad that the mean guy ate all the cupcakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-5294922860160917493?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5294922860160917493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=5294922860160917493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/5294922860160917493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/5294922860160917493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SOGpHgoLqwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/abJVVrrUtSg/s72-c/Brady%27s_party.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-1614274066020335252</id><published>2008-09-11T11:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:34:38.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>Amanda got an ultrasound on Monday the 8th and we found out that Amanda's intuition was correct and Becks is a boy. I wasn't quite as connected as Amanda I guess. I originally thought it was a girl, then Amanda convinced me it was a boy, then on Saturday or Sunday night I had a dream that I was holding a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think overall I'm happy to have a boy first. He can protect and look out for his younger sister (one day). I will be able to have fun teaching him sports, video games, do sweet hairstyles like a mullet or fauxhawk, or some colors like when I was a younger, and how to be a man. (ok, full size adult child is more like it). I hope I can be half the father that mine has been to me. I hope I can teach Becks a few things about life and be there for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is some Pict's of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUfCKoxOI/AAAAAAAAADo/6aZtQGFp8U0/s1600-h/Becks+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUfCKoxOI/AAAAAAAAADo/6aZtQGFp8U0/s320/Becks+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816133183816930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becks Profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUftNDvCI/AAAAAAAAADw/7uPVNAaOeqQ/s1600-h/Becks+junk1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUftNDvCI/AAAAAAAAADw/7uPVNAaOeqQ/s320/Becks+junk1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816144736697378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becks junk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUgM6PGPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/u28-EamPt6Y/s1600-h/Put+up+your+dukes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUgM6PGPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/u28-EamPt6Y/s320/Put+up+your+dukes.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816153247684850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "put your dukes up"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-1614274066020335252?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1614274066020335252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=1614274066020335252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/1614274066020335252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/1614274066020335252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SMlUfCKoxOI/AAAAAAAAADo/6aZtQGFp8U0/s72-c/Becks+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4413181716085583522</id><published>2008-09-04T13:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:05:00.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-317f3c398c2fcae0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4413181716085583522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4413181716085583522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4413181716085583522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-awesome.html' title='This is awesome.'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-3310885797360477308</id><published>2008-08-27T16:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:52:18.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And these are the days of my life...</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you're in a soap opera because everything seems to be going wrong or changing at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my life continues to keep changing. For those of you who have a good eye, you may have noticed I deleted the countdown till I'm done with nursing school. Well, because of a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miscommunications&lt;/span&gt; and an on going battle, I am not returning to nursing school this semester. I guess I had to take a math class, but this was not communicated well. I don't know if I'll even be able to get back into the U of U/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SLCC&lt;/span&gt; nursing program (one of the on going battles). So now I am taking the math class (we've learned about decimals, fractions, and percents so far - hard huh?), a nutrition class, modern dance, and a physiology lab (I've already taken the lecture, but I guess I have to have a lab for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SLCC&lt;/span&gt;). So I'm busy with school this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next change is that I am changing jobs. I have been missing patient care a lot and since I'm not going to nursing school, I wanted to work full time. My current position will not allow me to go back to full time, so I talked to my old boss. I will be going back to being a Medical Assistant starting Sept. 2. Instead of working at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madsen&lt;/span&gt; clinic where I did before, I will be working at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sugarhouse&lt;/span&gt; clinic. It's about 5 miles closer to my house than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Madsen&lt;/span&gt;, and I have a good friend there. I will miss not being at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Madsen&lt;/span&gt; though because I already know how things work around there and I miss the people. I am just glad I could go back to patient care and full time work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than that there are no other major changes. The baby continues to grow and we will be getting an ultrasound Sept. 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to find out if it's a boy or girl . My morning sickness has finally decreased to the point where I can say it's almost gone (I still have problems maybe once or twice a week). And other than a cold I have been well. I do have the "pregnancy brain" so I forget a lot of things, so if I forget something that you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; in, I'M SORRY! I really am trying to remember every thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-3310885797360477308?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3310885797360477308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=3310885797360477308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3310885797360477308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3310885797360477308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-these-are-days-of-my-life.html' title='And these are the days of my life...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-8607955988183779847</id><published>2008-08-12T11:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:30:42.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SKHLvm9CIcI/AAAAAAAAACo/h4YFlMK1RWA/s1600-h/Jewsbury+Watching+the+puppy+olympics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233688260752056770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SKHLvm9CIcI/AAAAAAAAACo/h4YFlMK1RWA/s320/Jewsbury+Watching+the+puppy+olympics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda was flipping through the channels last week and found "The Puppy Olympics" on animal planet. It was kind of a silly show with puppy's running around doing things, but Jewsbury loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. for anyone that has been to our house, you may notice that we painted and got baseboards up. Jeremy has been working hard around the house!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-8607955988183779847?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8607955988183779847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=8607955988183779847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8607955988183779847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8607955988183779847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-fun.html' title='Family fun'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SKHLvm9CIcI/AAAAAAAAACo/h4YFlMK1RWA/s72-c/Jewsbury+Watching+the+puppy+olympics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-2487249714885069034</id><published>2008-07-21T11:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:25:20.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I understand why Mondays can be so bad</title><content type='html'>This morning started nice and early with our dog, Jewsbury, and Jeremy's brother's dog, Roxy, fighting (aka playing) on our bed around 3 or 4 AM. Luckily I was able to go back to sleep just in time for my alarm to go off at 6AM. I had a training scheduled for this morning so I had to go in. I'll spare you the details, but just mention that I was also having my usual morning sickness.&lt;br /&gt;  Everything was ok until I was rounding the corner of I-215 by the 6200 S. exit. All of the sudden I hear a little pop and thud, thud, thud, thud. So I pull over to the shoulder, get out of my car, and discover that my passenger side rear wheel was totally shredded. (at least it was the passenger side so it was closer to the wall and further from traffic). I then start making phone calls to Jeremy to save me and try to get another one of the trainers to cover for me until I can get in. Jeremy said that he would cancel his physical therapy appointment (even though he was already there) and come save me. I got a hold of Heather to cover my training so I was lucky there too.&lt;br /&gt;  Jeremy was there before I knew it and started working on getting my spare on. As he was doing that, and I was watching, a highway patrol officer came up to see what was going on. When Jeremy saw him he told the officer that he is also an officer and is armed. The officer then said "That's good because I have a head start on you." I then said that I should get out of the middle of them and then the officer said that he doesn't ever leave witnesses. We all got a little giggle out of that one.&lt;br /&gt;  After all of that was done I started driving off and got a call on my cell phone. It was my best friend Laura. She had apparently just driven past me and had to call and check on me. I told her that it was ok and got to smile cuz she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;  I got to work as fast as I could to get to the training. By the time I got there I was only like 10 minutes late. I then see my boss, Lori, and Heather walking down the hall. Apparently Lori had scheduled the training for the wrong Monday, it's not until next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;  So after getting woken up by fighting dogs, having morning sickness, a tire blow out, having my life threatened by an officer and getting told I wasn't really supposed to be training today I think I have had my fill and am now ready to go back home for a nap. Oh, and did I mention that all of this happened before 8:30? This week isn't starting off well, hopefully it will get better!&lt;br /&gt;  I'm going to sleep. Don't wake me until Tuesday night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-2487249714885069034?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2487249714885069034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=2487249714885069034' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/2487249714885069034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/2487249714885069034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-understand-why-mondays-can-be-so-bad.html' title='I understand why Mondays can be so bad'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-5192930995015046956</id><published>2008-07-05T13:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:23:35.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first picture of Becks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SG_Hk-gFCJI/AAAAAAAAACg/x7IgQXZQ2XA/s1600-h/ultrasound+becks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SG_Hk-gFCJI/AAAAAAAAACg/x7IgQXZQ2XA/s320/ultrasound+becks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219609931212458130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda got her first ultrasound on thursday July 3rd. We found out that Becks is doing good. It is about 1 inch long with a heart beat of 171 per minute. Amandas expected due date is February 1st. If Becks comes on the 30th Becks will share a birthday with our nephew Josh. If Becks comes on the 2nd we have joking said we will name it Phil or Phyllis after Puxatony Phil the groundhog (since that is groundhogs day).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-5192930995015046956?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5192930995015046956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=5192930995015046956' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/5192930995015046956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/5192930995015046956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-first-picture-of-becks.html' title='Our first picture of Becks'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SG_Hk-gFCJI/AAAAAAAAACg/x7IgQXZQ2XA/s72-c/ultrasound+becks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-3923086277474682086</id><published>2008-06-17T12:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:09:36.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RSL Stadium relocation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SFf_KjGjKLI/AAAAAAAAACY/KxF3P5iC-Vs/s1600-h/Me+at+the+RSL+stadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SFf_KjGjKLI/AAAAAAAAACY/KxF3P5iC-Vs/s320/Me+at+the+RSL+stadium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212915650391124146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were #5 out of everybody to pick our new seats for the new stadium. We chose Section 11 Row 1 Seats 12 and 13 :) this is me looking all official. They let us as Loyalists take a tour, fed us Cafe Rio and Fiji water, and let us be the frist to pick our seats. Ps the new stadium is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a link to the stadium seating http://www.rslstadium.com/seats/seatingmap.pdf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-3923086277474682086?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3923086277474682086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=3923086277474682086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3923086277474682086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3923086277474682086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/06/rsl-stadium-relocation.html' title='RSL Stadium relocation'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SFf_KjGjKLI/AAAAAAAAACY/KxF3P5iC-Vs/s72-c/Me+at+the+RSL+stadium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-78718700761242616</id><published>2008-06-13T13:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:48:22.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jonandscooby.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-youre-it.html"&gt;Tag, you're it!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are as follows: List 3 Joys, 3 Fears, 3 Goals, 3 Current Obsessions/Collections, and 3 Random Surprising Facts About Yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Joys&lt;br /&gt;1. My family&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Helping people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Fears&lt;br /&gt;1. loosing a family member&lt;br /&gt;2. loosing my health/depending on other people to live&lt;br /&gt;3. failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three goals&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a baby&lt;br /&gt;2. become a nurse&lt;br /&gt;3. Be the best I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three current obsessions/collections&lt;br /&gt;1. Real Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;2. Baby stuff&lt;br /&gt;3. music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three random surprising facts about me&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a stumpy thumb&lt;br /&gt;2. I was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; when I was young&lt;br /&gt;3. When I am eating, I don't like my food touching a different food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag, you're it! I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Heather&lt;br /&gt;2. Eric and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kristelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jesse and Natalie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-78718700761242616?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/78718700761242616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=78718700761242616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/78718700761242616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/78718700761242616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-youre-it-rules-are-as-follows-list.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-8467730901697354600</id><published>2008-06-07T11:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:14:12.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>smaller than I thought</title><content type='html'>So I had some hormone levels drawn the other day to make sure things are going well. It looks as though the original dates of how far along I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; about 2 weeks off. So it's kinda sad to think I was about 7 1/2 weeks, but now it's looking more like 5. Of course this is not official that I that far along - I haven't heard it from a doctor yet. So I guess this pregnancy will be a little longer than I was planning. Jeremy might actually get a baby for his birthday! I'm not going to change the countdown until I get the official word from the doc, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I don't want the picture to be ugly for another few weeks. (sorry if anyone doesn't like me saying the "parasite" is ugly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-8467730901697354600?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8467730901697354600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=8467730901697354600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8467730901697354600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8467730901697354600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/06/smaller-than-i-thought.html' title='smaller than I thought'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4734553853837454685</id><published>2008-06-03T09:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:58:30.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewsbury is more than just a name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SEVpCcL8V4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NUBNEqZcabI/s1600-h/0601082224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207684034770786178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SEVpCcL8V4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NUBNEqZcabI/s320/0601082224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know Jewsbury is our puppy. We named him after Jack Jewsbury a soccer player for the Kansas City Wizards. While watching soccer, Amanda heard the announcer keep saying his name and asked me if we could name our first child Jewsbury. I didn't care so much for a child being named Jewsbury, but I think it is fitting for our puppy. Our Jewsbury loves playing with his toy soccer balls and even plays a little footie with his front paws. This Saturday RSL will be playing the Wizards so Amanda and I have made a poster to commemorate the occasion. So at Saturdays game I will hang this poster on the railing in front of our front row seats :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-4734553853837454685?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4734553853837454685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4734553853837454685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4734553853837454685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4734553853837454685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/06/jewsbury-is-more-than-just-name.html' title='Jewsbury is more than just a name'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SEVpCcL8V4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NUBNEqZcabI/s72-c/0601082224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-9126889458125654923</id><published>2008-06-03T09:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:46:32.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SEVjhbUSFyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tJp0ALPc_HQ/s1600-h/0529081651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207677970043508514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SEVjhbUSFyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tJp0ALPc_HQ/s320/0529081651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite the surprise when I found out the big news, I was and still am very excited. I think this new addition to our family will be good. Here is a picture of the first test Amanda took.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those of you who know my sister and brother in law (Nicole and Steve Larsen), they name their developing babies names. Before we got married Amanda was warned that if we didn't have a name for the baby Steve would come up with one (scary!!!) So while we were waiting at the hospital we decided on the name Becks or Beck. We thought this to be a good neutral name for a boy or a girl. For a boy it could be for Beckerman and Beckham (soccer players), or if it is a girl it could be for Becky. So yesterday little Becks turned 7 weeks old HOLY COW!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-9126889458125654923?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/9126889458125654923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=9126889458125654923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/9126889458125654923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/9126889458125654923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-news.html' title='The Big News'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SEVjhbUSFyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tJp0ALPc_HQ/s72-c/0529081651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-9180555259517089597</id><published>2008-06-02T08:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:28:53.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>So for those who have not already heard or guessed by the countdown, Jeremy and I are expecting a baby. The due date is January 18th or 19th depending on which one you look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the story now: Thursday I was not feeling the greatest with a low-grade fever and body aches. I left work early and decided to stop off at the allergist office to get my shot. One of the girls asked me if I was pregnant, and I said I didn't think so. But that got me thinking so when I got home I took a test and lo and behold, I'm pregnant. I went out to the kitchen were Jeremy was and told him that I have some potentially good or bad news. He got the most shocked look on his face. We decided that we would get a couple more tests to confirm - "out of the mouth of two or three witnesses" right? And the turkey timer says i'm cookin. We called our families and told them the good news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night I was battling a fever. Since I knew I was pregnant I knew I could only take Tylenol and couldn't do much else. Once my fever hit 100.5 I told Jeremy to take me to the hospital (102 and it's REALLY not good for the baby). I told him to take me to Jordan Valley Hospital - even though I had heard bad stories, I was despirate. As they were checking me in they discovered that my temp was 101.3 or so. That got me more worried. After some fun experiences of creepy guys, telling the nurse what meds pregnant ladies aren't supposed to take, and a guy runny down the hall screaming "JOHN!" we finally got some answers - they confirmed I'm pregnant and that I had a virus. They said that I was also dehydrated so I'm working on that. I did get feeling a little better that night. We got to the hospital around 10PM and left around 2:30AM. Wow what a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home the rest of Friday so I could get some sleep. The rest of the weekend was spent trying to keep hydrated (which is more difficult than it sounds). To do that i've been drinking an average of over 4 liters (crazy huh?). If I start getting in the least bit close to being dehyrated I start getting sick. Other than that I think I have been pretty symptom free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Jeremy and I getting more and more excited for this little surprise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-9180555259517089597?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/9180555259517089597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=9180555259517089597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/9180555259517089597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/9180555259517089597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-3720291394290049888</id><published>2008-05-12T22:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:44:21.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>So today is the first day of the summer semester. I'm taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pathophysiology&lt;/span&gt;, Pharmacology, and some general political science class. I got to see the syllabus for the Pharmacology and the political science -- I am going to have no free time. SO if you don't hear from me for a while, you'll know why. I will still get out every now and again for soccer games, and this semester is only until the first week of August. After that only 5 more semesters. (Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; already starting the countdown) Well, I should head off to bead since tomorrow is an early day. Have a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-3720291394290049888?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3720291394290049888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=3720291394290049888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3720291394290049888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3720291394290049888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/05/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-3637030782232178655</id><published>2008-05-05T11:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T11:49:59.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing school</title><content type='html'>SO... I was told that I need to put a new post up. On Thursday I got a call from my boss telling me that I was accepted into the nursing program. I will be starting May 14th (yeah short notice huh?). This is the first semester of the U of U/SLCC nursing school partnership. I will have to go to class one day a week all day. I'll be in school for 2 years, then i'll have my associates. So I'm supper excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Jeremy and I went to the RSL vs LA Galaxy game. I thought the game was very well played. I was worried with RSL's recent not-so-good performances that it would be a total blow out. It was a fun to  see all of the people standing at the end of the game. I wish more people would stand and cheer. I got sick of all the people yelling at Beckham so they can get pictures. His 2 goals were impressive. A sideline ref called one of our players offsides after he scored the game winning goal. The goal was on the north side where we sit, so to say the least the ref got a lot of unfriendly comments. At the end halftime when the ref was jogging by us I told him my opinion of how he was doing his job (in family friendly terms of course). I know they always hear the comments, but the best part was that he actually looked at me and acknowledged that he heard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is another RSL home game vs FC Dallas (who is tied for 1st place in the western division). I hope ya'll can make it to this game!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-3637030782232178655?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3637030782232178655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=3637030782232178655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3637030782232178655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3637030782232178655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/05/nursing-school.html' title='Nursing school'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-3933028067389136404</id><published>2008-04-17T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:14:07.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>After creating this blog, I told Jeremy about it and he did the first few posts. I thought about doing a post a couple of times, but then I found something else (work or studying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently I am working with the University of Utah as a computer trainer and going to school. I hope to be a nurse one day when I grow up :). I can't wait till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; done with school, but that is still a while in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy works as a deputy constable and serves court papers to people. Whenever I tell people what he does I tell them you don't wanna see him when he's working. Then I always get asked if he carries a gun - yes he does. He graduated from the U May 2007 with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bachelors&lt;/span&gt; in Business Administration. He still hasn't decided what he wants to do when he grows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt; is our "baby." He's a black mini schnauzer who joined our family in December. We got the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt; from a soccer player in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MLS&lt;/span&gt;. When I heard that name I asked Jeremy if we could name our first child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt;. (Yes that is a joke) He told me that we couldn't, but he might consider it for our dog. We love watching games where the player, Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt;, plays because our dog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt;, hears the announcer call his name and can't figure out who is calling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is enough for now. Have a great morning, day, or night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-3933028067389136404?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3933028067389136404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=3933028067389136404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3933028067389136404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/3933028067389136404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12659165961317189355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-4588150424530753982</id><published>2008-04-14T10:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:06:14.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ScaredyCat</title><content type='html'>I can't believe you people let your kids watch this show, look how traumatising this is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jewsbury&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Quicktime&lt;/span&gt; player free download &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download/"&gt;http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="291" height="264" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e48876d743cdaa66" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De48876d743cdaa66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640354%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28A289CD6B310EF6FC62577025699AD6F744506E.41D3EE2B0F6574AD2C50FEDE8918192AE855013F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De48876d743cdaa66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOYlYXQsPcqSPXtII2neBWT6VCCA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="291" height="264" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De48876d743cdaa66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640354%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28A289CD6B310EF6FC62577025699AD6F744506E.41D3EE2B0F6574AD2C50FEDE8918192AE855013F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De48876d743cdaa66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOYlYXQsPcqSPXtII2neBWT6VCCA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-4588150424530753982?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e48876d743cdaa66&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4588150424530753982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=4588150424530753982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4588150424530753982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/4588150424530753982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/04/scaredycat.html' title='ScaredyCat'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-507847908187484331</id><published>2008-04-10T10:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:47:04.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy &amp; Amanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/R_5EFYsjOJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jVAxQaTGTD4/s1600-h/IMG_2135_DxO_RAW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187658680096733330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/R_5EFYsjOJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jVAxQaTGTD4/s320/IMG_2135_DxO_RAW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture taken at Eric and Kristelle's Wedding lunch in Nauvoo. (Isn't she hot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-507847908187484331?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/507847908187484331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=507847908187484331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/507847908187484331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/507847908187484331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/04/jeremy-amanda.html' title='Jeremy &amp; Amanda'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/R_5EFYsjOJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jVAxQaTGTD4/s72-c/IMG_2135_DxO_RAW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5702775451947300385.post-8174495718871521856</id><published>2008-04-10T09:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:20:22.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Time For Everything</title><content type='html'>There is a first time for everything we do in life, and this is my first time blogging. I have visited others blogs (&lt;a href="http://hallieandjeremy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hallieandjeremy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://shantelreitz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shantelreitz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and thought about doing one of my own, but I wasn't ever that motivated to start one. My beautiful wife sent me an invite to this blog, so here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Jeremy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5702775451947300385-8174495718871521856?l=jareitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/feeds/8174495718871521856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5702775451947300385&amp;postID=8174495718871521856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8174495718871521856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5702775451947300385/posts/default/8174495718871521856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jareitz.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-time-for-everything.html' title='1st Time For Everything'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vTdLq-XLkH4/SBISVwQ3G6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4IgQATAZuI0/S220/Me+at+Famous+Daves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
