<?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-475992227069810459</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:56:44.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Travis and Kimberly Hart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-3449600186846923889</id><published>2008-11-10T12:15:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:48:26.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did October Go?!</title><content type='html'>We're definitely into the swing of things.  I can tell because I completely missed October.  I know it happened because we have pictures to prove it, but it seemed so much shorter than 31 days!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the month with a couple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oiler's&lt;/span&gt; games (Courtesy of my company.  Not MY company, the company I work for.  Obviously.) which was a first for me.   The company has some really good seats so we were able to see everything really well.  However, I have to admit that without the play-by-play I found it hard to pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMR0Cr-2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Z2jppzVTxoQ/s1600-h/IMG_1587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMR0Cr-2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Z2jppzVTxoQ/s320/IMG_1587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267114001865374562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMRAwr6WI/AAAAAAAAAi8/I84sWsupl0c/s1600-h/IMG_1573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMRAwr6WI/AAAAAAAAAi8/I84sWsupl0c/s320/IMG_1573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267113988099664226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime after that was Thanksgiving weekend and we took a quick day trip down to Red Deer to visit Cindy &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Larald&lt;/span&gt; who were in the area for a bird sale.  We got there on the wrong day, so we didn't see any birds.  But we did see a whole lot of Lamas and a Camel.  Yes, you read right, a Camel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiOxa263yI/AAAAAAAAAjk/74xMwhVo7PQ/s1600-h/IMG_1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiOxa263yI/AAAAAAAAAjk/74xMwhVo7PQ/s320/IMG_1753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267116743884201762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the ball here and didn't get any pictures of Cindy &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Larald&lt;/span&gt;.  But you have to admit, the lamas look ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiOwdz3cHI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XyEEE3Dw5jw/s1600-h/IMG_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiOwdz3cHI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XyEEE3Dw5jw/s320/IMG_1751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267116727496831090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiOwk9eAHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/nvrEWufMixI/s1600-h/IMG_1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiOwk9eAHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/nvrEWufMixI/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267116729416155250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weekends later, on a whim, we raced down to Swift Current on a Friday night because there was a rumor that all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fehr's&lt;/span&gt; would be in the area (can't miss that!)  It was a really quick visit, but great to see everyone again.  And once again, I didn't get a single 'nice' picture that whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiPMIWk5CI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5qslBU_GNsc/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiPMIWk5CI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5qslBU_GNsc/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267117202773173282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'd never believe it, looking at these pictures, but not a single drop of alcohol was consumed.  Scary, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiPMnucKzI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3KHbdIizBqw/s1600-h/IMG_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiPMnucKzI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3KHbdIizBqw/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267117211194764082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, Halloween.  I completely forgot about the day until this guy showed up.  Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd have the chance to meet him in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMTkq0p9I/AAAAAAAAAjM/1gMl9xz0QLU/s1600-h/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMTkq0p9I/AAAAAAAAAjM/1gMl9xz0QLU/s320/IMG_1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267114032098486226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now it's November, the 'nothing' month.  There's no snow, no weekends away planned, just work, school, and trying to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;But should something happen, we'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-3449600186846923889?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/3449600186846923889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=3449600186846923889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/3449600186846923889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/3449600186846923889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-did-october-go.html' title='Where Did October Go?!'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SRiMR0Cr-2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Z2jppzVTxoQ/s72-c/IMG_1587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-4167222257030290084</id><published>2008-09-04T20:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:36:14.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>September Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;September Long Weekend....&lt;br /&gt;Generally used by people to prepare for the fast approaching school year.&lt;br /&gt;But not us!!&lt;br /&gt;The Friday we left was Travis's last day of work before hitting the books.  The last 4:00am wake up for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;Woooooooohooooooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple pictures of Travis at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCWydrcptI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vbDXz7Cv2nI/s1600-h/IMG_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCWydrcptI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vbDXz7Cv2nI/s400/IMG_1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242355759963743954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it's a beautiful place to work, and free golf is wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;But the 4:00am wake ups were killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCWyGsRFfI/AAAAAAAAAW0/zqlh58CI3-o/s1600-h/IMG_1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCWyGsRFfI/AAAAAAAAAW0/zqlh58CI3-o/s400/IMG_1406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242355753793164786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, we packed into the car and shot off to Sask. for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was full of family.&lt;br /&gt;Long walks (Steph and I did 6 miles in flip flops in one day!)&lt;br /&gt;The traditional Waldheim Open (by invitation only, of course)&lt;br /&gt;Lots of good food, and a whole lot of RFL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the gist of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYBJ7jvVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hgn4wkJTGQE/s1600-h/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYBJ7jvVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hgn4wkJTGQE/s400/IMG_1433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242357111872273746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys stand on either end of the trampoline.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYBPSgH1I/AAAAAAAAAXM/uA9jSVmTDIY/s1600-h/IMG_1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYBPSgH1I/AAAAAAAAAXM/uA9jSVmTDIY/s400/IMG_1496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242357113310682962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And throw the Frisbee at the guy jumping on the trampoline.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYByVcTGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lGdxAxEaCFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYByVcTGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lGdxAxEaCFQ/s400/IMG_1505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242357122718256226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You earn points for hitting the jumper, or dodging the Frisbee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYBdLVXCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8CWZR1Gmmws/s1600-h/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCYBdLVXCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8CWZR1Gmmws/s400/IMG_1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242357117038713890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's really all there is too it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an open house for Ben and Steph on Sunday.  It was wonderful to see so many familiar faces again. &lt;br /&gt;Even Mr Hinz dropped by!&lt;br /&gt;(for those who know The Hinz, I have a great story you'll want to hear.  Ask me about it sometime.)&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the ball and didn't take any pictures.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;I was too busy enjoying visiting with people instead of harassing them for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the open house we celebrated Dad's 50th Birthday with a few family friends who stayed behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCZGyId12I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ZSutbgDWxLM/s1600-h/IMG_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCZGyId12I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ZSutbgDWxLM/s400/IMG_1529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242358308074805090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we jetted back to Alberta.  I went to work and tried to recover, while Travis headed back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Things are bound to get busy, and you may not hear from us for a while.&lt;br /&gt;You might just have to pick up the phone and give us a call.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know our number?  Ask one of the Mom's.  They know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-4167222257030290084?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/4167222257030290084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=4167222257030290084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/4167222257030290084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/4167222257030290084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-long.html' title='September Long'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SMCWydrcptI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vbDXz7Cv2nI/s72-c/IMG_1408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-966068269418562922</id><published>2008-08-21T19:42:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:31:54.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, we're not 'expecting'.  I'd like to clarify that before we begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend, August 16, 2008, Benjamin and Stephanie were married.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm getting ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Travis and I started our vacation with a wedding, but it wasn't Ben's, it was Brad &amp;amp; Erin's.&lt;br /&gt;Brad, a long-time friend of Travis's and a co-MC with Ben at our wedding, was married the weekend prior to Ben &amp;amp; Steph,&lt;br /&gt;August 9, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4f2cKW3mI/AAAAAAAAATc/wXlyjuZpZOc/s1600-h/Brad+%26+Erin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4f2cKW3mI/AAAAAAAAATc/wXlyjuZpZOc/s400/Brad+%26+Erin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237158436811497058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad, Travis, &amp;amp; Terry.  We do have a nicer one of the three, but this one is so typical of Brad that I had to post it. &lt;br /&gt;Besides, nice pictures are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4f2yH4n0I/AAAAAAAAATk/DHOGEaUsUkg/s1600-h/Brad,+Trav,+Terry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4f2yH4n0I/AAAAAAAAATk/DHOGEaUsUkg/s400/Brad,+Trav,+Terry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237158442706706242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Brad's wedding, Travis and I spent some time in Swift Current visiting family.&lt;br /&gt;We got to spend Sunday with Granny &amp;amp; Papa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4ggfa6ZbI/AAAAAAAAATs/Y0McMQlcAVc/s1600-h/Travis+%26+Grands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4ggfa6ZbI/AAAAAAAAATs/Y0McMQlcAVc/s400/Travis+%26+Grands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237159159240746418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Travis stayed behind to visit with mom (Cindy) and beat his dad (first time ever!!) at golf while I headed north to Waldheim.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how much I'd missed walks on gravel roads and camp fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4xmuviqFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vTZvZtic5ys/s1600-h/IMG_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4xmuviqFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vTZvZtic5ys/s400/IMG_1258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237177958130690130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The week flew by and it was time to head back to Swift again for Ben &amp;amp; Steph's wedding.  The day was a steamy + 32 degrees, and everything went off without a hitch.  Here are a few (okay, a lot!) of my favorite moments from the rehearsal &amp;amp; the big day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancing groomsmen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish we'd caught this on video.&lt;br /&gt;These guys are pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4lmZKPrZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/jDxDfdFBqk0/s1600-h/Dancing+Groomsmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4lmZKPrZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/jDxDfdFBqk0/s320/Dancing+Groomsmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237164758197579154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a whole lot of laughter at the rehearsal,&lt;br /&gt;and again at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Was it nerves?  Or was it Dan.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4lnClbelI/AAAAAAAAAWU/DtD2pfNfwzk/s1600-h/something+funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4lnClbelI/AAAAAAAAAWU/DtD2pfNfwzk/s320/something+funny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237164769317452370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The big day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4hzdYMLjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gafGSS0m_-M/s1600-h/Travis+%26+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4hzdYMLjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gafGSS0m_-M/s400/Travis+%26+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237160584621600306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting the show started on the right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4nQUI9API/AAAAAAAAAWk/s-iNZLJOZJ4/s1600-h/Mom+%26+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4nQUI9API/AAAAAAAAAWk/s-iNZLJOZJ4/s400/Mom+%26+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237166577916117234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More laughing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdvUPo3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7ueV7Hc9KAI/s1600-h/Vows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdvUPo3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7ueV7Hc9KAI/s400/Vows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237162410503021426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You guessed it,&lt;br /&gt;even more laughing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4k81E1JPI/AAAAAAAAAVU/82a7lqRmL0c/s1600-h/License.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4k81E1JPI/AAAAAAAAAVU/82a7lqRmL0c/s400/License.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237164044136555762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The wedding party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdozk9_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/HDBXtSMlbKY/s1600-h/Wedding+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdozk9_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/HDBXtSMlbKY/s400/Wedding+party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237162408755394546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd like to take this moment to introduce to you.... General Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this car was in just as many pictures, and received just as many compliments as the Bride! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdK4bhrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XTQTlbpiYJI/s1600-h/leaving+the+church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdK4bhrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XTQTlbpiYJI/s400/leaving+the+church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237162400722683570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the General Lee for a rip...&lt;br /&gt;It even had the horn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4hz-eCLjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jUiPrZE9NCg/s1600-h/dad+%26+the+Gen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4hz-eCLjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jUiPrZE9NCg/s400/dad+%26+the+Gen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237160593504480818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was outdoors, in Dan's back yard.&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect, the food was great, and classic rock from the 60's &amp;amp; 70's (vinyl yet!) played in the background (with just the perfect amount of static).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4ikbj0oyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ULZu1RnSMxo/s1600-h/head+table+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4ikbj0oyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ULZu1RnSMxo/s400/head+table+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237161425947108130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdXiI5NI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8ht9gBGMhEw/s1600-h/VIP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4jdXiI5NI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8ht9gBGMhEw/s400/VIP.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237162404118848722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't realize how much you miss them,&lt;br /&gt;until they're all in the same place at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4hzhGfcAI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n10xTxC_g9s/s1600-h/Ben+%26+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4hzhGfcAI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n10xTxC_g9s/s400/Ben+%26+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237160585621106690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4nQPPEDqI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lwcUYEDb4ns/s1600-h/Steph+%26+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4nQPPEDqI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lwcUYEDb4ns/s400/Steph+%26+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237166576599568034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our new immediate family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before, but I'll say it again.&lt;br /&gt;We're one good looking group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4iji-eT6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/namktsu3uM4/s1600-h/family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4iji-eT6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/namktsu3uM4/s400/family.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237161410758070178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The extended Fehr family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, Grandpa, Dad, his three sisters and their spouses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4ijxK6EUI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SR_LGSepWf4/s1600-h/Fehrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4ijxK6EUI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SR_LGSepWf4/s400/Fehrs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237161414568317250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that pretty much concludes what I'm willing to post tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've got more, but I'm guessing you've had enough.  For now.&lt;br /&gt;Me too.  I'm all wedding-ed out.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't wait to see everyone again.&lt;br /&gt;Especially those of you that we missed this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-966068269418562922?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/966068269418562922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=966068269418562922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/966068269418562922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/966068269418562922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-addition.html' title='New Addition'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SK4f2cKW3mI/AAAAAAAAATc/wXlyjuZpZOc/s72-c/Brad+%26+Erin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-4057705571801388860</id><published>2008-06-15T22:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:06.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not January Anymore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could go on about how I'm horrible at keeping this up to date.  But you already know that, so we'll leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January is long gone, and far too many things have happened since then. Travis and I no longer live in Tofield, we have moved into Edmonton.  Why?  I found a job in the city, Travis goes to school in the city, spending 1 1/2 hours in the car every day wasn't much fun, not to mention the money we spent on gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're big city kids now, and it's not so bad.   Everything is still within walking distance.  We've traded the howling coyotes for the odd siren or friendly drunk guy yelling in the Denny's parking lot.  I now walk on paved paths and not dirt roads.  Everyone has wimpy lap dogs instead of real dogs.  You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend I got to be a small town kid again.  Vegreville had it's annual Father's day car show &amp;amp; demo derby.  Nothing makes my day quite like a demo derby (the car show is what you do while they clean up the derby ring).   Stop in next year and maybe we'll take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a bit of our day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqC0DcJEI/AAAAAAAAATE/GCAc0KYjnoM/s1600-h/big+truck+01_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqC0DcJEI/AAAAAAAAATE/GCAc0KYjnoM/s400/big+truck+01_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212329477804926018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate Rig Pig truck.  Who knew Ford made an F-650??&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqipVsjYI/AAAAAAAAATM/H8T8At4usFg/s1600-h/travis+truck+2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqipVsjYI/AAAAAAAAATM/H8T8At4usFg/s400/travis+truck+2_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212330024684522882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not as funny, but much better looking.  Travis is the one with taste/class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqiyiwuxI/AAAAAAAAATU/2nXkYKoF2W0/s1600-h/truck+derby+2_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqiyiwuxI/AAAAAAAAATU/2nXkYKoF2W0/s400/truck+derby+2_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212330027155241746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think this needs a caption.  It's pretty self explanatory.  However, the picture doesn't do the event justice, so I've added a video.  Hope it makes you smile as much as it made me smile!! &lt;br /&gt;And I promise we'll update this thing before November, so check back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a982cd37e6fb0c7c" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da982cd37e6fb0c7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331242806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B7D84280CE70665ED5FC1E0EC3212B617C535B5.1A8CC717F93C1F2E469197380D1E296B791910F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da982cd37e6fb0c7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvOcNTc4qIBWoGBzjyjTyyFvu-CY&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://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da982cd37e6fb0c7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331242806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B7D84280CE70665ED5FC1E0EC3212B617C535B5.1A8CC717F93C1F2E469197380D1E296B791910F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da982cd37e6fb0c7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvOcNTc4qIBWoGBzjyjTyyFvu-CY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-4057705571801388860?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a982cd37e6fb0c7c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/4057705571801388860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=4057705571801388860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/4057705571801388860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/4057705571801388860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-january-anymore.html' title='It&apos;s Not January Anymore!'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/SFXqC0DcJEI/AAAAAAAAATE/GCAc0KYjnoM/s72-c/big+truck+01_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-8832807294293390504</id><published>2008-01-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:07.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby It's Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59pYpXAWLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/e4S5Wv4XspQ/s1600-h/snowmonkeyhug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59pYpXAWLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/e4S5Wv4XspQ/s400/snowmonkeyhug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160959570130000050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well Mr. Gore...  after this week I think you can take your Global Warming theories and...  well... you can shove em'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-35 degrees Celsius, -45 with windchill is not warm.  I think it's time to switch back to that ice age theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is my iced-up balcony door, which I can no longer open.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59azpXAWDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ja04T85zv9w/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59azpXAWDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ja04T85zv9w/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160943541312051250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the ice fog that we woke up to this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59a8ZXAWFI/AAAAAAAAASE/-Ur8owWQCfo/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59a8ZXAWFI/AAAAAAAAASE/-Ur8owWQCfo/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160943691635906642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm working from home and Travis is curled up in bed trying to keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, despite the terrible weather, we had a great weekend (I can tell it was a great weekend because I'm out of coffee).  Grandma and Grandpa drove up early Friday afternoon, Benjamin left Saturday morning at 3 am and made it here in time for breakfast and coffee, and Timothy joined us later that evening.  So we had a couple days to catch up on everything that's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59a4ZXAWEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/gfIJ1K8zWtA/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59a4ZXAWEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/gfIJ1K8zWtA/s400/IMG_0784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160943622916429890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, Ben and Steph were engaged last Monday (if you see him around, have him tell you the story.  It's amazingly storybook-like).  After 24 years of waiting, I'll finally have the little sister I've always wanted.  And I don't have to go through all of the annoying little sister stuff, such as raided closets, missing shoes, and cat fights.  We love Steph and we're so glad that she'll be an official part of the family come August 16 of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59bApXAWGI/AAAAAAAAASM/HjwmchefVuo/s1600-h/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59bApXAWGI/AAAAAAAAASM/HjwmchefVuo/s400/IMG_0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160943764650350690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy was able to stay until Sunday afternoon before racing back to Red Deer in time for the evening service at the church he's interning at.  He was very brave and sang a song at our local church Sunday morning, and had all of the little old ladies going on and on about what a nice voice he has.  And Ben was hero of the morning when he stepped up and filled in for the drummer who was too sick that morning to play.  Now everyone involved in worship teams is asking me if he'd ever consider moving to Tofield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the house is silent.&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is still full and warm from the great conversations and time spent with family.  Now if only my half full cup of coffee would do the same for my icy hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-8832807294293390504?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/8832807294293390504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=8832807294293390504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/8832807294293390504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/8832807294293390504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby It&apos;s Cold Outside!'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R59pYpXAWLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/e4S5Wv4XspQ/s72-c/snowmonkeyhug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-7617968422840322637</id><published>2007-12-29T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:09.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whirlwind Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's better than spending Christmas with your family? How about six Christmases with six different families?? And of course a meal at almost every single one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began our whirlwind tour with a day at Granny and Papa's in Central Butte. Everyone but Uncle Mike, who had to work, was able to make it out for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cTCuwfKUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1H1-CAMf27E/s1600-h/IMG_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149605636553517378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cTCuwfKUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1H1-CAMf27E/s200/IMG_0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cX5-wfKYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bHdqnNRyqog/s1600-h/IMG_0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149610983787800962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cX5-wfKYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bHdqnNRyqog/s200/IMG_0507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cXJOwfKXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NzgO71OilBA/s1600-h/IMG_0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149610146269178226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cXJOwfKXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NzgO71OilBA/s200/IMG_0509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cYdOwfKZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FAQNAdUlSMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149611589378189714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cYdOwfKZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FAQNAdUlSMQ/s200/IMG_0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cT6uwfKVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/I0S_MXNrePM/s1600-h/IMG_0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149606598626191698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cT6uwfKVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/I0S_MXNrePM/s200/IMG_0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cVB-wfKWI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wp5aKLYQraQ/s1600-h/IMG_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149607822691871074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cVB-wfKWI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wp5aKLYQraQ/s200/IMG_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snuck&lt;/span&gt; out that afternoon to visit Grandma Hart who was a lot more spunky than the last time we stopped by. No picture to show you, she opted not to as her hairdresser wasn't coming out until the next day. We'll snag a picture next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning was present time with Mom Rehbein and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Larald&lt;/span&gt; (thanks for the loot!) and then we were off again to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Larald's&lt;/span&gt; brother's home for supper with the Shaw's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lazy morning and a quick family photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613831351118274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cafuwfKcI/AAAAAAAAARE/JIPaE75P8iw/s320/IMG_0523_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We ran across town to Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dennis's&lt;/span&gt; place for the Hart Christmas. We had a chance to sit down with Dad and Linda Hart, and of course Vikki and Scott. The Christmas Poker game was squeezed in right before dinner and Travis walked away with........$4!!! (buy in was $2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613139861383602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cZ3ewfKbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qOaRjbIkIA0/s320/IMG_0525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye and shot across town again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired yet?  Wait, there's still more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time to Tim and Liz's home where the Ulrich family was getting together. Well, a portion of the Ulrich family was getting together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149614565790525906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cbKewfKdI/AAAAAAAAARM/n99AtBsdE-I/s400/IMG_0526_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And who of all people should swing by but Rachel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Driedger&lt;/span&gt; who I haven't seen for at least two years. So glad you called!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149615364654442978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cb4-wfKeI/AAAAAAAAARU/rhU1laxOfGA/s320/IMG_0533_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much, much later that night after a lot of singing, scrabble, dutch blitz..... we crawled into bed to rest up for the sixth and final Christmas get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing day morning we met at Benjamin's new place for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fehr&lt;/span&gt; Christmas. Even though he's in the middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;renos&lt;/span&gt;, Benjamin played a super host and even managed to sneak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; out for a bit of a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149616163518360066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3ccnewfKgI/AAAAAAAAARk/Tid3yCVWvr0/s320/IMG_0538_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149615776971303410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3ccQ-wfKfI/AAAAAAAAARc/ZzVBNrz3p0A/s320/IMG_0551_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was our whirlwind Christmas. Dizzy yet? Try doing it on a continuously full &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt;!  For those of you we didn't make it out to see, we're sorry.  We tried, really we did.  I hope you had a great Christmas, and maybe we'll see you sooner then you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-7617968422840322637?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7617968422840322637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=7617968422840322637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/7617968422840322637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/7617968422840322637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/12/whirlwind-christmas.html' title='A Whirlwind Christmas'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R3cTCuwfKUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1H1-CAMf27E/s72-c/IMG_0484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-1560618040527490583</id><published>2007-12-13T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:10.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Warm-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's officially time for stretchy pants, and we're still a week and a half away from Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday Travis and I attended our church's annual Christmas banquet, where for the price of $3/person and 2L of pickles, we were able to eat ham &amp;amp; turkey till our hearts were content and our pants pulled at their seams. It was wonderfully laid back. No fancy programs or games this year. Just a chance to eat good food with some really good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fast forward to Saturday, our apartment building had a Christmas supper. So once again, we bellied up to the table and stuffed ourselves with more turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FhnkpSuZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3XGJ7r6uyd8/s1600-h/Sgroup.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143500208978704802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FiMEpSuaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9in58IbRauI/s400/Sgroup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sunday we took the day nice and slow and met up with a group of friends at the Stoker's new place in Round Hill. And of course, ate more food. Travis and I are the only couple out of the 10 of us without kids, and so naturally, they fascinate me. And surprisingly, I don't terrify them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FaCEpSuII/AAAAAAAAAM0/J4c4dnddYlU/s1600-h/Saraphina.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143491241086990466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FaCEpSuII/AAAAAAAAAM0/J4c4dnddYlU/s320/Saraphina.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FaL0pSuJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0DgqbGtQUg4/s1600-h/Saraphina+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143491408590715026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FaL0pSuJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0DgqbGtQUg4/s320/Saraphina+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Saraphina. Her dad, Adam, was baptized the same day Travis was. Saraphina is nothing but sunshine and giggles. At one point she was topless and sitting in a box she had just emptied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2Ff2EpSuRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tRbFI6JMzGM/s1600-h/S+Avery.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143497631998327058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2Ff2EpSuRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tRbFI6JMzGM/s200/S+Avery.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2Ff9UpSuSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nhYY0H1hP2g/s1600-h/SAvery+cross+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143497756552378658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2Ff9UpSuSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nhYY0H1hP2g/s200/SAvery+cross+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FgDEpSuTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JHPDa6vqrV8/s1600-h/SAvery+pumpkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143497855336626482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FgDEpSuTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JHPDa6vqrV8/s200/SAvery+pumpkins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Avery, you've seen pictures of his older brother Darien in a previous post. Avery decided he wanted to wear Travis's sweater. And how can you refuse that face? And yes, you're seeing things correctly. The pastor's son is sucking on a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FggEpSuVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NztlwK8n0fc/s1600-h/Serri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143498353552832850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FggEpSuVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NztlwK8n0fc/s200/Serri.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FgbEpSuUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WR7qPHadVMc/s1600-h/Spruits.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143498267653486914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FgbEpSuUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WR7qPHadVMc/s200/Spruits.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is Serri. We play volleyball with Matt and Alissa on Monday's, and after a year of living in the same town we finally got together! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So now we're spending the week digesting, going for long walks and getting ready for yet another weekend full of Christmas warm-ups. We're doing our part to get ready for Christmas, what are you doing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-1560618040527490583?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/1560618040527490583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=1560618040527490583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/1560618040527490583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/1560618040527490583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-warm-ups.html' title='Christmas Warm-ups'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R2FiMEpSuaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9in58IbRauI/s72-c/Sgroup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-5526811914587967466</id><published>2007-12-04T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:12.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November - A Long Overdue Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where did November go? I try to remember what we've done and where we've been, but it's all a blur of school, work, essay proofing, trying to decide what to make for supper, forgetting to make supper.... I realize it's been a long time since we last updated this page, but in all honesty, other than a few special days, not a whole lot has happened. Well, nothing anyone really wants to read about. That being said, here's what happened to us last month.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That same weekend Cindy and Larald came out for a visit. It was great to see them again, it's been a long time. And Larald gave us the honor of taking him on his first trip to the West Edmonton Mall. And boy did we choose a terrible day to go! Wall-to-wall people, and it wasn't even December yet! Unfortunately, I forgot the camera and we have no pictures for Larald to remember his big day by. Sorry Larald. But we'll think of you every time Travis puts on his flashy new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We said goodbye early Monday morning. I went to work, Travis to school, and Cindy &amp;amp; Larald back to Swift. Not even an hour after we had  said goodbye, a friendly Sherwood park Nissan kissed our bumper. A perfect start to a freezing cold day. And no, it's still not fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140336518888601602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R1Yk1EpSuAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/s0p9UHYeH_k/s400/broken+car.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast forward to the weekend. I had big plans that included Christmas decorations and cookies. Well, I fought the tree up just in time to shower and race off to the Ulrich Cattle Liner Christmas party. It looks kind of funny. The tree that is. All the lights are on the inside. And sadly, there are still no Christmas cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140334989880244178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R1YjcEpSt9I/AAAAAAAAALc/WkXgyojxGto/s400/tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Sunday Travis and I were accepted as members at the church we've been attending for the last year. A big step, but we're glad we finally made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140336514593634290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R1Yk00pSt_I/AAAAAAAAALs/p0QTgo_jSGM/s400/membership.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the service we went to Sherwood park with Murray &amp;amp; Sharron for dinner and I was finally able to see the Petro plant that Travis worked at all summer. The very tall tower in the center is what he was painting all those months. Pretty impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140334985585276866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R1Yjb0pSt8I/AAAAAAAAALU/ONWYRYdnqao/s400/petroplant.JPG" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that was November. Thrilling I know. We like to live life on the edge when we can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope your month was a little more interesting than ours was and we can't wait to hear about it when we see you in a couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally, Cindy, I thought I'd add this just for you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c432ed710ea78c9" 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://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c432ed710ea78c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331242806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A2C5E4918C92A8C02D26045A85BCE77984393B6.2FAEBA721EBACAC0E6418CC182186F7FDEEB8D55%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c432ed710ea78c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEGcnTICLHafTEeWp3t-RnyfMx3U&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://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c432ed710ea78c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331242806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A2C5E4918C92A8C02D26045A85BCE77984393B6.2FAEBA721EBACAC0E6418CC182186F7FDEEB8D55%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c432ed710ea78c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEGcnTICLHafTEeWp3t-RnyfMx3U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-5526811914587967466?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4c432ed710ea78c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/5526811914587967466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=5526811914587967466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/5526811914587967466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/5526811914587967466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/12/november-long-overdue-update.html' title='November - A Long Overdue Update'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/R1Yk1EpSuAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/s0p9UHYeH_k/s72-c/broken+car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-2693428055345983927</id><published>2007-10-10T09:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:14.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Thanksgiving, the perfect holiday set right in the middle of the busy season. The break given right when I usually need it most. We'd planned to stay home for the weekend and save our gas money for Christmas time, but a wonderful couple had pity on us and sponsored our trip back to SK (thanks mom &amp;amp; dad). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Unfortunately Travis's professors saw fit to load him up with a whole lot of extra work. He opted to stay home and try to get a handle on things instead of putting them off and spending the next week playing catch-up. What a mature, smart man I married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Benjamin and Timothy couldn't make it out, and with Travis back it Tofield it was just the three of us (mom, dad, and myself) for the weekend. So the weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RwzyBWGWq7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/WJOtgP6Vkbg/s1600-h/grandpa+deck.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;was nice and relaxing. Nothing fussy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz4qWGWrKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/z-SvNcNwFlA/s1600-h/grandpa+deck.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Just a lot of peace, quiet, and time spent enjoying each other's company.Except for the part where Grandpa came over and we ripped up the deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz6JmGWrOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/04E2Jfjo26w/s1600-h/grandpa+deck.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119742537641667826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz6tmGWrPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Ts6UiaJFqGU/s400/grandpa+deck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz4vWGWrLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2yyIGc-L6lM/s1600-h/mom+fix+deck.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119740368683183282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz4vWGWrLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2yyIGc-L6lM/s400/mom+fix+deck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well, they ripped up the deck and I took the dog for a nice long walk down old country roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746652220337442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz-dGGWrSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n0uNGybLVyU/s320/K+and+dog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746566320991506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz-YGGWrRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xGanxZfPClA/s400/dog+walk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And of course, I had to be officially introduced to dad's latest 'pets'. Yes, they all have names though the only two I can remember at the moment are Grunt and Lard. Surprisingly they don't stink nearly as bad as I thought they would. Dad would tell you it's because they're free range, healthy pigs. And they're sure going to be a nice addition to the freezer come winter! Poor Grunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz4P2GWrII/AAAAAAAAAJM/FSOPl6CFYTA/s1600-h/dad+with+pigs.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119739827517303938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz4P2GWrII/AAAAAAAAAJM/FSOPl6CFYTA/s400/dad+with+pigs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And what's a trip home without a trip to the new yard, or the 'farm' as we like to call it. Mom and Dad have a beautiful quarter of land just North West of Laird. Though I didn't make it home in time to see the leaves still on the trees which makes things looks a little bare, the area is perfect. From the top of the ravine we were able to watch a doe head for cover. And the beavers have made themselves a nice little lake out of the natural spring that runs through the bottom of the ravine. Nice and wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119738212609600578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz2x2GWrEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hFwi4gbp4ec/s400/mom+dad.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119738801020120162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz3UGGWrGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Wuw_1AXp4lc/s400/farm+land+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And what could make a great weekend even better? Well, after a safe trip back of course. How about news of a future wedding? That's right, sometime around 5pm that same evening while I was dodging potholes, Larald was proposing to Cindy (my very happy mother-in-law). So congratulations! By the way, that means she said yes. Now there's something to be thankful for, right Larald?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-2693428055345983927?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/2693428055345983927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=2693428055345983927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/2693428055345983927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/2693428055345983927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanksgiving-long-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Long Weekend'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Rwz6tmGWrPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Ts6UiaJFqGU/s72-c/grandpa+deck.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-7540529332628837940</id><published>2007-10-03T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T09:56:12.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday vs. Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2cb94ce8ab57ad34" 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://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cb94ce8ab57ad34%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331242806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75BE973B76697F31D7B9B3BC935B02F84CFAF2A3.35646DBFFDD46506FBB4DFB58CBE74D2BA3CF8F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cb94ce8ab57ad34%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPndPg8J1lDhgfCZTyXQGUdxYfYI&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://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cb94ce8ab57ad34%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331242806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75BE973B76697F31D7B9B3BC935B02F84CFAF2A3.35646DBFFDD46506FBB4DFB58CBE74D2BA3CF8F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cb94ce8ab57ad34%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPndPg8J1lDhgfCZTyXQGUdxYfYI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing there is no work to go to on Monday, right? &lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great long weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-7540529332628837940?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2cb94ce8ab57ad34&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7540529332628837940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=7540529332628837940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/7540529332628837940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/7540529332628837940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/10/friday-vs-monday.html' title='Friday vs. Monday'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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-475992227069810459.post-7544578548233426748</id><published>2007-09-19T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:14.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A night out on the town....  definately a nice break after playing scrooge with the $$ for the last couple of weeks.  Murray &amp;amp; Sharron (our neighbours) had a couple extra tickets to Friday night's game and took us out for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I've never paid attention to football and I know next to nothing about the game except for what I learned during intermurals in elementary school (any Waldheimers out there remember that?  Jaguars, Lynx etc...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless, I enjoyed myself.  And it was a perfect night, not too chilly, no snow, no rain, a couple noisy drunks back and to the left....  Heck, what's a night out at a game, any game, without a couple of noisy drunks.  Actually, with the help of their play-by-play commentary I was able to keep up with most of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RvFRcroqQTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A3G4zqEsjPk/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RvFRcroqQTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A3G4zqEsjPk/s400/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111956605233676594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, going to football games officially makes it fall in my mind.  They're the ones that toughen you up by making you sit outside, so come hockey season, the rink feels like a sauna.  But, I'm getting ahead of myself here.  We'll take it one season at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-7544578548233426748?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7544578548233426748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=7544578548233426748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/7544578548233426748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/7544578548233426748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/09/friday-night-lights.html' title='Friday Night Lights'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RvFRcroqQTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A3G4zqEsjPk/s72-c/IMG_0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-8688082763947175380</id><published>2007-09-13T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:15.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School.......Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard to believe fall is already here. I know the calendar doesn't say it's fall just yet, but the trees and the weather out here are telling a different story. I think we've enjoyed an afternoon at the lake for the last time this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109880880021046770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Runxlko3BfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gkbI3zllE5g/s400/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago Travis headed back to school. The beginning of a 4 year (3 1/2 if we're lucky) haul. I think I speak for both of us when I say I'm glad we're moving forward again. He's attending King's College University in Edmonton, and so far, has no complaints. I'm sure he'd let me know if he did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm back at it in the office. Things have picked up again after the summer lull. Every farmer and all of his relatives in BC and AB has 100 head they need to get to the sale/plant yesterday. So needles to say the Ulrich trucks are already racing around the country and it will only get crazier in the coming weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, life is busy. But that's okay, that's the way we like it. Give us a call, we're currently living on scraps from the government and probably won't make it out to visit anyone anytime soon and we miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-8688082763947175380?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/8688082763947175380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=8688082763947175380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/8688082763947175380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/8688082763947175380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-schoolagain.html' title='Back to School.......Again.'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/Runxlko3BfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gkbI3zllE5g/s72-c/IMG_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-6845631693863883242</id><published>2007-08-21T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:15.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend With the Harts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;August 17, we drove down to Red Deer to spend the weekend with Trevor, Kelly, and Dad (who drove all the way from Riverhurst). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys were up before the sun, and spent all morning golfing at a local club. Meanwhile, Kelly and I took care of business, a 7km run, a trip to the farmer's market, and supper. I grew up without sisters, so to be able to have one now has been awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys came home all golfed-out and famished and we sat down to an awesome roast that Kelly had made for supper. It was so good that the boys offered to do dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101348039315794786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsuhA38Nq2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Zad53lh4_wM/s400/IMG_0190b_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had planned to spend the night watching the Riders vs. Eskimos game, but due to a storm/power outage we ended up visiting, which was just fine. There's a lot of things to cover when you only get to see each other a couple of times a year. And apparently the Riders are good enough that they didn't need us cheering them on to beat the Eskies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101348275538996082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsuhOn8Nq3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/LA0UnzfjeGo/s400/IMG_0192_1_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We headed out late Sunday afternoon, sorry to leave, but as always, glad we had the chance to catch up. Things are never dull when the Hart boys are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101348610546445186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsuhiH8Nq4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/gxm1_cSzPWc/s400/IMG_0193b_1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-6845631693863883242?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/6845631693863883242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=6845631693863883242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/6845631693863883242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/6845631693863883242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-with-harts.html' title='A Weekend With the Harts'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsuhA38Nq2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Zad53lh4_wM/s72-c/IMG_0190b_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-2466390319721273654</id><published>2007-08-17T16:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:15.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary #3</title><content type='html'>Our first anniversary was dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Akropol&lt;/span&gt;. Our second was spent playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SLOpitch&lt;/span&gt; all weekend. Third time's the charm right? Right. We spent the day at a swanky hotel in downtown Edmonton. We filled the evening with an awesome one hour, full body massage at the in-house spa, a chicken/prime rib &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;buffet&lt;/span&gt;, and a stroll around Edmonton. Awesome. Much better then playing hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;slopitch&lt;/span&gt; only to loose the final game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is us all relaxed after our massages. We've decided that this will be an annual ritual. Maybe even a quarterly ritual....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099801975643286338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYi4H8Nq0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/APNzBbyMTsQ/s400/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sky scape&lt;/span&gt; from our room. Downtown Edmonton was a bit of a freak show during the day (thanks to the art festival), but Downtown Edmonton at night was a whole different story (in a good way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099802770212236114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYjmX8Nq1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/cFJlK8LJjBo/s400/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-2466390319721273654?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/2466390319721273654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=2466390319721273654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/2466390319721273654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/2466390319721273654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-anniversary-3.html' title='Happy Anniversary #3'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYi4H8Nq0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/APNzBbyMTsQ/s72-c/IMG_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-3044800180736753700</id><published>2007-08-17T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:18.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;August long weekend came way too slow and went way too fast. We drove out to Sask. for the weekend. Travis jetted down to Swift for a couple of days and then made it back up north to join us at the lake, and then win the 'Waldheim Open'. I don't want to bore you with a tone of writing so I'm just going to post the pictures. They pretty much explain it all anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099798878971865810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgD38NqtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0aRLvtnbiU4/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The boat was busted, so we dusted off the canoe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099798943396375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgHn8NquI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IeOPAxny3BM/s400/CAWLIF81.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet Steph, voted the family's favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099799072245394178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgPH8NqwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FvYa2vdMqOY/s400/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The catch of the day.  (It's in the cooler.  I took my time getting down to the boat)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099799132374936338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgSn8NqxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8N6mdp7v4ms/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Men at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099799188209511202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgV38NqyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ghBsHrOylD4/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa &amp; Mom scarffin down the pancakes and bacon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099799261223955250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgaH8NqzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SlpvpL-ylew/s400/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Pro-form that won the game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-3044800180736753700?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/3044800180736753700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=3044800180736753700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/3044800180736753700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/3044800180736753700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-long-weekend.html' title='August Long Weekend'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsYgD38NqtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0aRLvtnbiU4/s72-c/IMG_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-3436142492745255791</id><published>2007-08-13T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:19.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprise Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(I'm a couple of weeks behind in posting, but bare with me things have been busy.  I should have this all up to date in a couple of days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;July 27 was a pretty dull day. That is, until the Ramages made a suprise visit. Flying in out of no where in their flashy new car on their way back home from the Yukon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It had been a few months since we had last visited and we got a couple hours to catch up with them before they jetted off again, this time for Loydminster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the globe trotting family could escape, we lined them up out front and snapped a couple of pictures. (Getting Ulrichs together is a rare occurence so we take pictures to prove it acutally happened)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098375390899850546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsERZ9otzTI/AAAAAAAAADk/0RmcXlYEz_c/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098375511158934850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsERg9otzUI/AAAAAAAAADs/APZ-R2aTr2c/s400/IMG_0072b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098375597058280786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsERl9otzVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZB0Dhfe3u0w/s400/IMG_0073b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And just as quickly as they had appeared, they were gone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-3436142492745255791?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/3436142492745255791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=3436142492745255791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/3436142492745255791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/3436142492745255791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/08/suprise-visit.html' title='Suprise Visit!'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RsERZ9otzTI/AAAAAAAAADk/0RmcXlYEz_c/s72-c/IMG_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-5669864700354187732</id><published>2007-07-20T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:19.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Heat Wave-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yesterday afternoon I walked from my office into the adjoining office and thought, "wow, it's nice and cool in here, I should park my computer in here." Then I glanced at the thermometer...... 27 degrees celsius!! Makes me wish I had a thermometer in my office so I could brag about the temperatures I had to endure all day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089285790319955266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RqDGdkx2zUI/AAAAAAAAADM/tmim2bHMSME/s400/Heatwave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;If you haven't guessed it yet, our office doesn't have a working air conditioner, but (and I quote) "That's okay, it rarely gets above 30 here, and if it does it only lasts for a day or two." That was TWO WEEKS AGO! The temperature, at it's lowest during the day, has been 30. The thermometer in the picture above is sitting in the shade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And poor Travis has had to spend the entire two weeks working outdoors wearing coveralls and a hard hat. All I have to do is think about him sweating it out under the sun and suddenly my office/sauna doesn't seem so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Needless to say, I think we're going to buy a couple boxes of freezies and go find a nice cool lake to sit in for the weekend. Sounds nice, doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-5669864700354187732?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/5669864700354187732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=5669864700354187732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/5669864700354187732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/5669864700354187732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/07/heat-wave.html' title='-Heat Wave-'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RqDGdkx2zUI/AAAAAAAAADM/tmim2bHMSME/s72-c/Heatwave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-2161920688574221933</id><published>2007-06-20T14:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:20.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me At The River</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I know I'm a little late with this post, but we didn't get the pictures from mom until yesterday. One of the downsides to not owning your own digital camera I suppose. Eitherway, June 3, 2007 Travis was baptized at our church's annual picinic. Because the church is small, the only "tank" they own for baptisms is an old cattle trough. Travis and Adam (the other man baptized the same day) weren't too keen on the trough idea, and decided that the pool at camp would be much nicer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Cindy and Larald, and my mom and dad drove out from Saskatchewan for the weekend, which made it so much more special. We kicked the weekend off with an awesome shrimp and steak BBQ, (who knew Travis was so good with a grill? Of course with some constructive advice from the Men). And we ended the day with ice cream (which if you get to know Larald, you'll learn is a cruicial part of each day!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078249831250060594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmRUNhY5TI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hMGg40dPUYY/s400/Baptcindylarald.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Sunday dawned bright, sunny, and HOT! We drove out to the camp and after really good concert by the Hunter Family, Travis and Adam told the church their stories, where they came from, where they're going, and how God has come to play such an important part in their lives. There weren't a whole lot of dry eyes in the chapel. Then it was off to the pool.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Once there Travis and Adam got into the pool with pastor Calvin and though he couldn't be there, Chris (a close friend) had left a letter with some very encouraging words for Travis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...run for your life from all of this. Pursue a righteous life - a life of &lt;strong&gt;wonder&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;steadiness&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;courtesy&lt;/strong&gt;. Run hard and fast in the faith. Seize the eternal life, the life you were called to, the life you so ferverently embraced in the presence of so many witnesses....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(1 Timothy 6:12 THE MESSAGE) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and then.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078249401753330962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmQ7NhY5RI/AAAAAAAAABk/kL9da1y3m_I/s400/BaptDunk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078251944373970306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmTPNhY5YI/AAAAAAAAACc/TPM-YMCfmjc/s400/Baptpostdunk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;While Travis dried off we snapped a couple of pictures by the pool and then we raced back to Tofield for a big dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078253005230892434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmUM9hY5ZI/AAAAAAAAACk/6h5DpYc66kI/s400/BaptDadKimberl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078253142669845922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmUU9hY5aI/AAAAAAAAACs/8TFxWVk7ZTo/s400/BaptMomDad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmRydhY5VI/AAAAAAAAACE/7cON63pE9Lk/s1600-h/BaptDadKimberl.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmR6thY5WI/AAAAAAAAACM/--IxywCg5TU/s1600-h/BaptMomDad.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078253597936379330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmUvdhY5cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fvuUT3GXAME/s400/BaptCindyLaraldWalk2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;After such a full morning it was only fitting to top it all off with... you guessed it... Ice Cream! A perfect end to a perfect morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-2161920688574221933?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/2161920688574221933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=2161920688574221933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/2161920688574221933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/2161920688574221933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/06/meet-me-at-river.html' title='Meet Me At The River'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RnmRUNhY5TI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hMGg40dPUYY/s72-c/Baptcindylarald.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-475992227069810459.post-171972714434575760</id><published>2007-06-01T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:26:22.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Tofield!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The weather has finally settled down out here and as a result, Uncle Rodney decided to fly out to check on things here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tofield&lt;/span&gt; office. So after a couple of days of getting things nailed down and cleaned up he offered to take Travis and I up in his plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was Travis's first time being in a plane of any size so he got to sit co-captain while a was a good little wife and took a couple pictures of our new home town. Now you can see why we like it out here so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071204578158008530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RmCJsghxWNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IY6PdKMtdOc/s320/Travis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Co-Captain Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071208490873215282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RmCNQQhxWTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/A4CSroiK2B8/s400/DSCF0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The exploding town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tofield&lt;/span&gt;, AB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071208812995762498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RmCNjAhxWUI/AAAAAAAAABE/NcbMsurTxIc/s400/DSCF0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big building in the center of the last picture is our apartment building in case you're wondering why we'd take a close-up of random buildings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well now when we talk about home you have a picture to put to the place. Come visit us sometime. Seriously, we've been to Saskatchewan at least once a month since we've moved out here. It's your turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/475992227069810459-171972714434575760?l=tkhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/feeds/171972714434575760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=475992227069810459&amp;postID=171972714434575760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/171972714434575760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/475992227069810459/posts/default/171972714434575760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tkhart.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-to-tofield.html' title='Welcome to Tofield!'/><author><name>Travis &amp;amp; Kimberly Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13534454139797084457</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/_Dr6tS1-mXy4/RmCJsghxWNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IY6PdKMtdOc/s72-c/Travis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
