<?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-8114496970740507571</id><updated>2012-01-24T14:56:43.345-08:00</updated><category term='1 year already'/><title type='text'>Family fills the cracks of the heart...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-279375234762541087</id><published>2012-01-21T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:43:42.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions, Decisions....</title><content type='html'>I though all of my adult decisions were done with! I mean I got married, finished school, got a job, had a kid, got a place of my own.. now what? I wish I had a magic 8 ball that can give me all of the RIGHT answers for all my decisions. But alas, we got other resources that aren't so quick to answer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is an update of life so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I walked for Graduation in December. We were lucky to have Quinten L. Cook of the Quorum of the Twelve come and speak at commencement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*We sold the "devil dog". We called him that because he was smart as a whip, but knew exactly what not to do and did it anyway just to get back at us. And he didn't really like the fact we held Talon at a higher level than him. And Talon turned out to be allergic to him. So the next one will definitely be a Scottie because they don't shed and they have hair instead of fur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Hutch is going to school full time. We have his graduation plan all figured out and he knows what he wants to do for sure when he grows up. I told him there is no turning back. Orthopedic Surgery. After he got his knee operated on last summer he has had the feeling he needed to be more than just a physical therapist. Med school, here we come. Luckily, we have found a good program where he can do all of his schooling and residency in Idaho, but we will definitely keep our options open. If anyone has any suggestions on anything, please help. We have no clue what we're doing with this medical thing and don't know many people that can help us. So any referrals or information would be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*And I guess everyone knows by now, but yes, I am pregnant. I am due July 22, the day after check outs for my job. That should be interesting. Now the big decision comes. I don't know whether I should quit my job, or just go part time after I have the kid. I really don't want to take a month old child to day care while I work, and I don't have the option of bringing them to work with me. We also don't have family around that is in the position to babysit either. At this point in our lives, I almost don't have the option to stay home with them either. With Hutch in school and having our own place, it's just a hard decision. I mean, we can live off of student loans that he gets, I mean he's going to medical school anyway, might as well build it up ;) Any suggestions would be great on this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Talon is growing like a weed, mentally and physically. He is starting to get the "Ott build" with a barrel chest and skinny lower body. He loves going to see his friends everyday at day care and doesn't hesitate to remind me who is all there by saying all of their names on the way there. He is talking like crazy and sings his ABCs with only 7 letters. He has the tune down, but just repeats the same 7 letters through the song. "A B C D, L O P!" Pretty dang cute! His favorite songs to sing to go to bed are: Twinkle, Twinkle; I love to see the Temple; Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam; ABCs; and "Mama's song" AKA "Angel Lullaby" from "My turn on Earth". He loves the whole idea of running. He will run from one end of the house to the other while yelling "Run, Run!" He definitely makes my day better when I get home from work. It just sucks I only get to see him 2 hours before work and 2 hours after work. Someday, I will get to be more involved my kids' lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side note: it hasn't snowed here in Rexburg yet. By now we usually have 3-4 feet already fallen, but no. We have rain and wind. Signs of the times (seasons switch and change, etc) is a possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that is our lives as of now, mixed with laughter and homework. Hope everyone is having a good January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-279375234762541087?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/279375234762541087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2012/01/decisions-decisions-decisions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/279375234762541087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/279375234762541087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2012/01/decisions-decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions, Decisions....'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-8529345425927480934</id><published>2011-11-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:27:00.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peer Pressure...</title><content type='html'>I always thought that peer pressure was for Jr. High and High school. Well, it turns out, everyone experiences it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College - Going to parties and dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newly Married - Babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-life - Keeping up with the Jonses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retired - What protective underwear (Depends) to use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our LDS culture we are encourage to go forth and multiply if you are healthy and financially able - which I have noticed is about every 2 years. Yes, there are a few exceptions out there. But I'm just talking about my observations. With friends who are pregnant or are planning on getting pregnant soon and have kids Talon's age - I'm really feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that I kind of feel guilty that I probably should be planning on another one. I have had this thought in my mind for about a month now. It eventually went away a couple weeks ago and the Lord blessed me with dreams every night for a week of my future children. I was totally fine with having just one, but then the the little voice whispers in my head, "What we want isn't always what the Lord wants for us." Great. I get it. But I kinda wanted to wait until I felt ready to have another. Nope. Now I have friends dreaming for me that I was pregnant and having more kids. And no, I didn't tell them about anything I've been experiencing. And it doesn't help that my husband has been having the same feelings. And we won't even mention that it's coming from both sides of the family too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I understand. It will happen. I'm not saying I'm pregnant. But if you can guarantee me that I will have another boy, then I will be prego by the end of the month. Unless, God wants me to have a Mary experience and have it happen before then. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-8529345425927480934?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/8529345425927480934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/11/peer-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/8529345425927480934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/8529345425927480934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/11/peer-pressure.html' title='Peer Pressure...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-597411960985307187</id><published>2011-08-15T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:14:44.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>So, my last post, let's just say I was on a mental break down. That usually doesn't happen. But I am back and am ready to take on the world once more. So much has gone on so here are the highlights in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* My brother and wonderful family were sealed in the St. George Temple for time and eternity. It has been such a long road for them and I am so proud of them for sticking it out and making it possible. Our family feels complete now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* We celebrated Hutch's birthday by going to the St. Anthony rodeo with our friend. He had never been to one and it was great time. I can't believe he is 26 yrs old! My little man is growing up :) And the best present I think; he is getting a puppy. Not just any puppy, the kind of puppy he has wanted for years; a Doberman. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now you ask yourself, "how are they able to get a puppy where they're living now?" Well folks, prepare yourselves to be amazed. In July we found a townhouse in foreclosure that we really wanted. It was rat race against another couple to get our offers in before the other and we ended up with best offer. We were supposed to close today, but apparently the sellers didn't sign for power of attorney with the bank and all the other paperwork, so now we have to wait until they sign the stuff; get it to our realtor; and then we can close. We found another couple to take over our lease in the apartment and they are moving in on Saturday the 20th. So, we have to be out before then (we wanted to be in our new place), but luckily we have family around that will let us stay for a few days until we close. Fantastic. This is going to be an adventure, that's for sure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We are moving on with the next phase of life. We are going to be here for at least another 4 years because of Hutch's schooling, so we figured, why not settle down and then when we have to leave, we can just rent out the place. So, it is pretty much a win/win. We are super excited! Now closing day, get here faster dangit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-597411960985307187?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/597411960985307187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/08/wow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/597411960985307187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/597411960985307187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/08/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-7229680168643556850</id><published>2011-06-30T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:19:36.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck!?</title><content type='html'>What the heck is wrong with me?  I probably shouldn't be writing this, but honestly I don't care.  That's the problem.  I don't care.  I don't care if I don't get out of bed in the morning and I just leave my son for another hour while I sleep.  I don't care to clean the house, do the laundry, or even get ready.  I don't care about anything right now and it really bothers me.  I used to want to go and do stuff, get ready for the day and go to work.  I used to remember what I did 2 weeks ago, but for the life of me I just can't.  I used to enjoy playing the piano, but I haven't touched my piano and really played in over a year.  I used to care about what I looked like and loved to exercise, but now, I JUST DON'T CARE.  I want someone to take care of me.  To focus on my well-being.  I want a trainer so I can get a jumpstart on getting back into shape.  I want to be able to sleep in until 9 and not have to worry about getting up early with Talon.  I want to able to go a day without doing the dishes or a load of laundry, forgetting about it so I have to do it again the next day.  I want to be able to remember why the heck I went to the store without sitting in my car for 5-10 minutes trying to remember why I was there.  I want to enjoy life again.  I want a lot of things.  But it looks like none of that is going to happen anytime soon.  Sorry for the rant.  I just needed to get it out.  I love my son and my husband so much.  I just want to be able to do everything for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-7229680168643556850?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/7229680168643556850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-heck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7229680168643556850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7229680168643556850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-heck.html' title='What the heck!?'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-8224403354149130592</id><published>2011-06-08T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:39:52.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMvk9JTgiko/TfBOM_DfNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MnzYHevVe88/s1600/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMvk9JTgiko/TfBOM_DfNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MnzYHevVe88/s320/DSC00670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616074720322467042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of our trip to the I.F. Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The dictionary defines motivation as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Desire to do; interest or drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Incentive or inducement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now, I have neither the drive nor the incentive to do anything.  Nada.  Zip.  Zero.  I'm even trying to find a reason to put up this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like all I do in my posts is complain and say the usual stuff of school and work.  That's all we do.  the same routine everyday.  We are stuck in a rut.  You can look back on any post and read about what we did and I can guarantee that we did the same thing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today was different.  Hutch got surgery on his knee.  He broke a piece of cartilage about the size of my fingernail off the bone and it was floating around in his knee.  So they went in and got it out and then grafted some bone with cartilage off another part of his knee and put it in the spot that broke off.  So it's been interesting to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to sign off, now you know how I feel.  I'm almost embarrassed to have anyone read it, but I'm a Comm major and writing just makes me feel better.  I could never write a book, but short little dittys, that's what I excelled at.  I think I should just start writing columns again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well until next time, hopefully I can live through the next 4 months.  I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-8224403354149130592?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/8224403354149130592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/06/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/8224403354149130592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/8224403354149130592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/06/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMvk9JTgiko/TfBOM_DfNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MnzYHevVe88/s72-c/DSC00670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-6525842613044100383</id><published>2011-05-11T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:09:10.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are just emotions taking me over...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have been seeing some blogs where the people think they are "rambling", but in reality I enjoy seeing how people think about things.  So this will be a rambler for me, I usually don't do these, but I have a lot of things on my mind right now.  Bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my little boy is ONE!  I cannot believe it.  Where has the time gone?!  I can honestly say that I did not want kids for a long, long, long time.  In fact I was happy with having my nieces and nephews as my kids.  I could always give them back at the end of the night :)  But when My amazing Talon came into the world, I knew that he was meant to be ours.  He fits so well into our family with his personality and easy going attitude I can't imagine a life without him now.  Yes, there have been some rough times, but it only gets better.  Albertsons does a free 8" cake with a purchase of another cake for the first birthday.  He got a cars cake and went to town as you will see.  He also got some fun toys from Gramma and Grampa Ott and some awesome clothes from the Thompson grandparents.  He loves showing them off to anyone who comes over.  He is such a great little boy and I can't wait for him to be able to walk and play with us.  And no, I do not plan on having any more children for at least, AT LEAST 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT3nyCdbM_I/Tctc-IAyXFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HezPNSzaLzI/s1600/talon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT3nyCdbM_I/Tctc-IAyXFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HezPNSzaLzI/s200/talon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605676383565143122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next order of business: I made it into the ST. George Marathon 2011!!! WOO!  I am so excited to do this marathon again.  But I'm not excited for the training, but I am at the same time.  It kills me to say that I have gained some weight since I had Talon.  Enough to say that I want to lose 40 lbs. before the marathon in October.  I feel like I'm always so busy with taking care of Talon, working, going to school, taking care of the house and my husband I have no time for myself and I hate how my body is taking the brunt of it all.  So my goal is to lose that 40 lbs. get myself happy again and finish the marathon better than I did my first time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the ever-present worry about school and money.  Honestly, I think it's ridiculous that the government doesn't focus more on the people who are 2-3 times below poverty level, going to school to make their lives better, have a family and can only work part time or for a job that doesn't pay well enough to support them.  Don't they realize that we are the future?  Without us getting degrees and going to school, this country will go to crap.  I know that we are being blessed by paying our tithing, because I have no idea how we are making it through each month.  Here in Rexburg, there isn't really the job market for me to get a full-time job to support my husband through school so he can quit his dead-end job (by dead-end I mean that it's not taking him to his ultimate goal of what he wants to be) and become the Physical Therapist he wants to be.  I mean, just thinking about it just makes me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where the emotions come up.  I haven't had a true vacation since I had Talon and with the whole school situation and all that life entails, I'm at a breaking point.  As much as I love my son, I would just love a day or two with my husband on a mini vacation.  I know not many people read my blog and it may sound like I'm whining and that I should cowboy up.  But you can only get back on the bull so many times before you break every bone in your body.  You have to let your body heal right?  Ok I'm done.  I'm sorry, but this is the only way I can vent.  I love my life, don't get me wrong, but everyone needs a mental health day.  Mine is coming soon I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-6525842613044100383?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/6525842613044100383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/05/these-are-just-emotions-taking-me-over.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/6525842613044100383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/6525842613044100383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/05/these-are-just-emotions-taking-me-over.html' title='These are just emotions taking me over...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT3nyCdbM_I/Tctc-IAyXFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HezPNSzaLzI/s72-c/talon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-3901671022189089998</id><published>2011-04-24T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:45:14.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring! Really?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFKlML2eoXo/TbTrwPONI9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wbv0qN0W8n0/s1600/0424111604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFKlML2eoXo/TbTrwPONI9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wbv0qN0W8n0/s320/0424111604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599359450680730578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm1777fXOHo/TbTrwSlslQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CIkAmcQciF4/s1600/0424111604a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm1777fXOHo/TbTrwSlslQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CIkAmcQciF4/s320/0424111604a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599359451584566530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know whether to trust this weather we are having or just expect it to snow tomorrow.  It has been warm the past two days, and I really want it to be spring.  But will Rexburg really let it happen?  I sure hope so.  We love being outside and I don't know how we made it through the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Hutch's parent's house for Easter and it is always fun to get all of the family together.  There is always a feast and we leave satisfied and ready for a new week.  I know I'm not the only one that likes hanging out with his parents.  Talon absolutely adores them.  When I started school last fall Julie watched talon everyday so she became kind of a second mom to him - or one of the best grandmas :)&lt;br /&gt;We had an easter egg hunt with the little people first and Talon dominated.  Of course he had mom and dad to guide him to the eggs, but he knew what he had to do.  Pick up the egg, shake it to see if anything is good inside, put in the basket.  Repeat.  And then when the bigger kids did their hunt we hung out on the grass stealing eggs and soakin up the sun.  The pictures are above, and no, Talon is not drinking the Dew.  He knows what to do with the can, but it is not open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out I didn't graduate.  I needed a certain grade in one of my classes in order to graduate.  I was off by one percent. ONE PERCENT! I asked my teacher if there was anything I could do to just bump up that percent because that was the only class that was holding me back - I passed all of my other classes - and she said: I had my grades available all semester to view (which I didn't) and she had all ready submitted the grade and it couldn't be changed. Which I know for a fact that it could be changed - I worked for the Academic Office on campus, we dealt with this stuff.  So, now I have to talk to my advising office to get my High credit limit hold off of my account so I can register for a class that is all ready full because the semester started a week ago.  Thanks teacher.  We will see where it goes from here.  I will admit I should have worked a little harder last semester, but it is really hard to take 18 credits, work and be able to take care of my family all the while moving in the middle of the semester.  I dunno, I think I did pretty good for passing my classes.  At least it's just one class and not a whole semester.  Life is good.  The Lord doesn't give me anything I can't handle.  And I guess I'm supposed to stay at BYU-I for another semester.  I need a break.  Anyone want to babysit an awesome 1 year old for a weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-3901671022189089998?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/3901671022189089998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-really.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3901671022189089998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3901671022189089998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-really.html' title='Spring! Really?!'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFKlML2eoXo/TbTrwPONI9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wbv0qN0W8n0/s72-c/0424111604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-2303164638957616322</id><published>2011-04-13T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:16:57.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We don't need no education...</title><content type='html'>We don't need it because I am DONE! I seriously cannot contain my excitement.  I yelled at the top of my lungs!  AMAZING!  After 4 1/2 years I am done with BYU-Idaho.  It was a fun ride full of new experiences and making some close friends.  I can honestly say that it did get harder as time went on, especially after I had Talon.  This semester was the worst one though.  I had senioritis really bad, I just did the minimal I had to do to pass my classes.  I'm just glad I have my degree now and won't have to worry about anymore schooling.  Done and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Hutch, well, he isn't done yet.  We have decided to stay here until he is done with his degree which will be in a couple of years.  We love the area and we just feel it is where we need to be.  So now hopefully we can get him on Fast Grad and he can graduate faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talon, well is Talon.  He has such a personality.  He loves to do cheesy faces, especially when he's eating.  He recently has had his first bout of bronchitis.  It just happened so fast - like within 3 days.  He's better now, but he does have his mother's giant tonsils.  Hopefully when he gets older we can get them removed.  He isn't walking yet, he thinks it is a lot faster to do his speed crawl.  Which it is.  He is all about speed, just like Hutch.  When we try to get him walking he's like a wind-up toy and his legs start going before he touches the ground.  Fingers crossed that he will somewhat be going by his first birthday in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.  We moved into a new apartment the beginning of March and it has been an adjustment to have neighbors again.  I just wish there was some way we can turn down their volume.  We can hear almost every conversation and song they sing to.  And it seems like none of our neighbors go to church either.  But we're in this for a year - or until the parents buy an apartment we can manage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutch is going back to work full time and I have a part-time job as an assistant manager at a men's apartments complex in town.  I only have to work 4-5 hours a day so we have a babysitter for Talon.  I hate to be working, but it has to be done.  I'm just glad I get to be home most of the day with my little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been keeping up on this, but with hope I can have more time to keep everyone informed.  Well until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-2303164638957616322?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/2303164638957616322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-dont-need-no-education.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/2303164638957616322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/2303164638957616322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-dont-need-no-education.html' title='We don&apos;t need no education...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-2520463297620012517</id><published>2011-02-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:10:24.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>For my online New Testament class we have the option to write a blog about what we learn.  Here is what I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 Corinthians the people of Corinth were commanded to forgive.  "But if any have caused grief, he hath not grieved me, but in part: that I may not overcharge you all." (2 Cor. 2:5)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I totally understand this verse, but I will take a whack at it.  If any of the people caused grief among others forgiveness is in order.  It is a like turning the other cheek and if one person wrongs you, you should forgive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blessing that we receive for forgiving others is God will forgive our trespasses. (Matt. 6:14-15)  The Lord reminds us in D&amp;amp;C 64:9-10 that it is God's right to forgive whom he wants, but we need to forgive everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we choose not to forgive others the Lord will not forgive us of our trespasses and Satan will have an easier time getting to us because we are doing as the Lord commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can personally vouch for the blessing of forgiveness.  In my life I have done many stupid things that I needed to repent for and each time I could feel the Lord forgiving me for my trespasses.  Being forgiven is the most amazing feeling.  The atonement is real, and I know what the Lord admonishes in the scriptures we should heed.  It is hard in these days to not become hard-hearted from all of the wickedness going on around us.  But if we do as the Lord wills things will turn out for the better.  Not only for ourselves, but for the people who we forgive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-2520463297620012517?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/2520463297620012517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/02/forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/2520463297620012517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/2520463297620012517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/02/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-2095130679174311513</id><published>2011-01-22T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:11:35.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, new times...</title><content type='html'>Well, I know it has been over 5 months since my last posting so let's see if I can remember everything that has gone on.&lt;br /&gt;I started my senior year of college and had class every day, all day.  Yes, it was hard to leave Talon after I got the whole summer with him, but it was good to get away for a bit.  Hutch and I moved out of his parent's house and into a house still in Archer.  We love it in the country and couldn't bring ourselves to living in Rexburg.  The lady we are renting from is a snowbird so she lives in California 9 months out of the year and rents out her house while she is gone.  So we are now looking for other places to live as of now so we can move out after I graduate.  Wow, graduate.  It feels so good to say that word and know that it is just 11 weeks away from happening.  We got to go to my parents house the week before Christmas and spend time with them which was a nice vacation.  Then we stayed here for Christmas and all that jazz.  So, now we are into the winter semester and so far it is going good.  Talon goes to the babysitter, who by the way has a little girl 4 months older than Talon so he loves playing with them.  We have school MWF from 9-3 and get to spend the rest of the day doing homework at home. &lt;br /&gt;Hutch has started into his science classes and absolutely loves them.  He is taking a human anatomy class that he is acing from the get-go.  He is also taking nutrition, math (which he is also doing amazing at) and New Testament classes.  I am taking a Spanish literature, motivation &amp;amp; emotion Psychology, Editing, group dynamics, and a New Testament class as well.  So we have our hands full along with a 9-month-old who is starting to pull himself up and walk along things.  Life is definitely never dull.&lt;br /&gt; Talon is well, Talon.  He is such a bright little man and he picks up on things very quickly.  In fact the other night we taught him to pick food up and put it in his mouth while we were at Wingers.  Now he does it with all of the food we put in front of him.  And he is such a goofy kid.  He loves hats.  If he sees a hat, or something that looks like he can put it on his head, he will put it on.  You will hardly ever see him without a hat on.  And he has these faces.  I can't describe them, but every time he does them (which is often) I bust a gut.  He always aims for laughter.  I think he is going to be the class clown when he grows up.  He is never onry, only during bedtime or when it's time to eat.  He truly is a blessing in our hectic lives.&lt;br /&gt;So, not much is going on.  We try to make the best out of the bad days and make the good ones last longer.  And I definitely can't forget my family and friends.  I can honestly say that my life is blessed by the wonderful friends I have.  And my family I know I couldn't do without.  On days where I feel like I'm pregnant again because I'm crying, my mom is always there to make things better.  I just wish she lived closer.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, love to all of you and remember: Be who you want to be and be the best at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-2095130679174311513?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/2095130679174311513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-times.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/2095130679174311513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/2095130679174311513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-times.html' title='New year, new times...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-3881699743980475107</id><published>2010-08-10T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:24:24.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months and counting...</title><content type='html'>Well, quite a bit has gone on since my last post, so hopefully I can remember to include it all.  First off let's start with the family.&lt;br /&gt;Hutch is working like crazy to get sealcoat jobs this summer and he has been successful by getting a couple of apartment buildings to do.  He also has 3 churches in I.F. and some driveways, so things are going pretty good.  He finished his summer semester passing all of his classes and now is just enjoying the time away from education.  His men's softball team has been doing really well and is the #1 seed in the league.  They have gone to a few tournaments, each turning out to be not worth their while.  At one of these tournaments Hutch was running to first base and stretched trying to beat the ball and landed on the base wierd and twisted his knee.  He has been having pain ever since (3 weeks) and after a doctor's visit and xrays and an oncologist visit and more xrays, they say it's probably just a bruised miniscus.  So he is done for the season because he wants to be all healed up and ready for football season coming up. &lt;br /&gt;Elise is just spending her days bein a mommy and taking care of Talon.  She recently bought a jogging stroller in hopes that it will help to get off that unwanted baby fat still stickin around.  She has recently also experienced a death in the family with her grandpa ott passing away July 29.  She scrambled to get plans together and fly out to Iowa with Talon for the funeral.  It was a great service that was more of a celebration of life than mourning for a loved one.  Grandpa Dale was suffering from degenerative heart disease and after a quadruple bypass, it was time to go.  He will be sorely missed.  So after the funeral she got to spend the week in Iowa with her family only to drive home with her dad and Talon on a 20 hour car ride.  Talon did all right, but still, traveling with a 3 month old is not the easiest.  So now she is staying in Utah for the week helping out her parents and destressing from life and missing Hutch terribly.  She also had the opportunity to interview for a job up on campus.  It is to be a student secretary for the office of some the VPs.  So excited.  The main secretary who interviewed her said it would take about a week to make the decision, but later that day she called Elise and offered her the job.  The extra income will definitely help this winter with school and bills and Hutch not working.&lt;br /&gt;Talon is growing like a weed.  At his 2 month checkup they measured his weight, height and head and compared it to the average of kids his age.  He was 12 lbs, average for the age, 24 inches long - in the 74th percentile, so a little tall and his head was in the 96th percentile, which is absolutely huge!  So I got a pretty smart little boy on my hands who's head gets in the way of everything.  He is devolping really well with his eye hand coordination and motorskills.  He is just a happy boy all of the time and is now learning to giggle.  He has mastered the rolling over from front to back and does it with ease, and when he gets mad enough he can roll over from his back to his front - so he is getting to be a strong boy.  We are workin on babywise and making him learn to self-soothe by letting him cry when it is time to go to sleep.  It is tough to hear the little guy cry, but hopefully it works to getting him on a good schedule and in a position that his dad can take care of him while mom is relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;Life is just great and we are having a good time enjoying the summer weather.  And we just heard that one of our good friends Aubrey and Jon Revo are expecting, so Talon will have either a best friend or a girl friend here in the coming months-congrats!  I think I have mentioned everything, but I'm sure I forgot something.  Life is great and the days are long, makes for a happy time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-3881699743980475107?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/3881699743980475107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-months-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3881699743980475107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3881699743980475107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-months-and-counting.html' title='3 months and counting...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-3222717843166128842</id><published>2010-06-18T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:16:38.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talon James</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwMV6u6ydI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9gzMaFoDfu4/s1600/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwMV6u6ydI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9gzMaFoDfu4/s320/DSC00526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484272016913254866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwL5AHj8jI/AAAAAAAAABw/yA4fpQV_7sg/s1600/talon4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwL5AHj8jI/AAAAAAAAABw/yA4fpQV_7sg/s320/talon4" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484271520142586418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwLqbIPSyI/AAAAAAAAABo/skMelfantB4/s1600/talon"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwLqbIPSyI/AAAAAAAAABo/skMelfantB4/s320/talon" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484271269695146786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our little guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-3222717843166128842?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/3222717843166128842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/06/talon-james.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3222717843166128842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3222717843166128842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/06/talon-james.html' title='Talon James'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/TBwMV6u6ydI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9gzMaFoDfu4/s72-c/DSC00526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-5023215728573362325</id><published>2010-06-04T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T08:49:27.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's finally here!</title><content type='html'>We would like to officially welcome to the family, Talon James Thompson who was born May 3rd at 8 lbs. 15 oz. and 20 3/4 inches long (even though the nurse measured him wrong because in a month a baby can't grow to 25+ inches).  He looked exactly like me when I was born with dark brown hair and eyes that almost looked Asian.  I had to have him through C-section because after 8 hours of every minute contractions that I thought was going to kill me and only dilating to a 3 with no epidural and Talon no where near the birth canal and him swimming in his own meconium, that was the only option.  But I am recovering well and can't wait to get back to exercising.  Talon is a great baby who sleeps every 1 1/2 - 2 hours during the day and with two 4 hour stretches at night.  He has his dad's metabolism so he eats very often downing around 4 ounces each sitting - even after an hour of not eating.  So as of 2 weeks ago he was 10 lbs. 25 inches long and still growing.  He definitely fits into our family with all of his goofy faces and a hankering for food - he gets it from his father.&lt;br /&gt;Hutch is loving having a little guy to play with, but I do have to remind him sometimes that he is only a month old and not 2 yrs old.  But Talon sure loves playing with his daddy. &lt;br /&gt;Elise - me, is getting used to Talon's needs and wants and loves hangin out with him.  Honestly, couldn't ask for a better suited baby for me.  It's also great to have a loving family and especially parents who will take the baby for the night the first weekend so I can catch up on sleep.  They have definitely been a major help to me and hutch, and it gives Talon a chance to bond with them.&lt;br /&gt;When we get pictures we will put them up.  Until then you can look at my facebook page and there are some hospital pics there, even though he looks totally different now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-5023215728573362325?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/5023215728573362325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/06/hes-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/5023215728573362325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/5023215728573362325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/06/hes-finally-here.html' title='He&apos;s finally here!'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-1764733858074666041</id><published>2010-04-22T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T12:13:06.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He loves me, He loves me not</title><content type='html'>Well, Hutch and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary April 12 with a bang With Hutch singing Happy Anniversary over and over and being done with school for a bit.  Ok, we did go to Texas Roadhouse, which was pretty good.  Man how I have missed those rolls!  But because I am pregnant we didn't really get to do anything fun, but it was nice to know that my honey still loves me after these few years :)  We also went to see a movie and went to the doctor's the next day.  Trying to get in as much alone time as possible before this little man comes.  Hutch is getting so anxious for him to get here.  He's even more excited about it than I am.  It's so cute to see him talk to my belly and see how giddy he gets when we talk about Talon arriving.  He is going to be an amazing father.  I am so glad I get to be with him for eternity!&lt;br /&gt;Hutch is starting school again for the summer and he has some pretty hard classes that hopefully will work out for him.  And work is always there, so I get to spend my days at home cleaning (when I feel like it) and stitching patterns for my mom.  Hutch is also planning on trying a walk on down at snow college May 22 just to see how he adds up to other players.  It would be awesome if he got on the team, but he only has a couple years of eligibility left, so who knows if they will take him.  But it never hurts to try and it's only $30 and a trip to utah wasted.. nothin big.&lt;br /&gt;Little Talon.  What to say about this guy.  At our  last appointment on the 20th nothing was happening in there.  This little cookie does not want to come out of the oven.  Hutch says it's because he gets all the good food while he's in there, but when he comes out he doesn't get brownies and stuff, that's why he's stayin in there.  I figure it's mostly true, but I figure he loves his mommy so much already he doesn't want to put me through the pain of labor.  So I keep telling him that a little pain is worth it to have him join our family.  Maybe that will give him a push in the right direction.  So I go to the doctor friday to see how things are going in there (the day before my due date, something better be happening) And hopefully he comes out in time for Hutch and I to go to Utah for Jeff's rugby game against Highland May 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this blog sees all of our friends in good shape and loving life.  Congrats to Scott and Madison who are going to have a little girl!  We all knew it was going to happen :)  I will probably not blog again until I have this little guy, so fingers crossed and keep me in your prayers that everything goes good and according to plan.  Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-1764733858074666041?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/1764733858074666041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/1764733858074666041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/1764733858074666041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not.html' title='He loves me, He loves me not'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-6545676514635095735</id><published>2010-03-12T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:49:32.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Weeks and counting</title><content type='html'>It is so strange to think that this pregnancy is almost over!  Only 6 more weeks until my due date and hopefully until Talon comes.  Finals are in 4 weeks, and my teacher is starting us on a huge project to get a nonprofit organization a grant.  If the stress won't make my child come early than I'm pretty sure the fact that I take after my Aunt Shelly and Amy will make him come 2 weeks early.  Just my luck.  So I guess this is just a blog as to my frustrations that I am feeling at the moment and the anxieties I am not looking forward to.  So if anyone has any words of advice to any of these, please feel free to comment and try to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  School - that is all there is to say.  I will pass my classes I know that, but why does it have to be so stressing: probably the hormones is my guess, makes everything worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Finances - We are fine, but how will it work out with dr. bills and having a child?  So far, we have super blessed because of paying our tithing and honestly miracles have happened.  But we still have to pay for school and stuff.. Everything will work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Talon - I'm worried about the kind of parents we are going to be, how it's going to be living with hutch's parents and having the baby, bills, and I have absolutely no clue what to buy for him.  Ya we are stocking up on wipes and diapers every time we go to walmart, but that is all I really know what to get him.  I'm sure I will have a better idea after I have the baby showers and stuff.  I'm sure all first time moms have felt this way.  I just don't feel like I'm mature enough to have a kid.  This will be really interesting.  And then the whole birthing thing.  Scared out of my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is folks.  All out on the line.  I figured this would keep my friends and family updated on my life at least, just because I don't see them very often.  So hope you all have a fabulous day and don't sweat the small stuff.  I should take my own advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-6545676514635095735?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/6545676514635095735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/6545676514635095735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/6545676514635095735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-weeks-and-counting.html' title='6 Weeks and counting'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-7379596267232053879</id><published>2010-02-13T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T11:43:35.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So far so good...</title><content type='html'>Well, things in these neck of the woods is goin pretty good.  My friends tell me I should update more often.  I guess I should since I don't get to see them maybe once a month.  Anywho, here is what has been happening since December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we started school again.  Hutch is remembering what it is like to have a full 13 credits and having classes he doesn't like.  He's surviving though and enjoying the fact he gets to go to school with his wife, hey thats me.  He is still moving snow for the company and making a little money that will help us with future bills that will be coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutch recently had to give up his love of his life, besides me, for something bigger and better and more suitable for a family.  That's right we got a new addition.  We traded in the Mustang for a truck, F-150 that was exactly what we were looking for in a truck, and it was in our price range.  It was a gutsy move, but so worth it.  The kid will now have a place to put his car seat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surviving my last trimester of pregnancy and going to school and doing an internship.  I recently got an internship with the Chamber of Commerce so that way I won't have to do one in the summer and I can spend time with my boys.  I never really thought this would work out, but God has a way of doing things that fit his plans and ours. &lt;br /&gt;School is going, and I'm gettin my exercise every day to stay healthy walking the campus 2 or 3 times, which equals 1/3 mile from end to end.  I'm learning so much in my psychology classes it's crazy, but I will definitely never be a psychologist, thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know so many people like to see pictures of their pregnant bellied friends, I hate to disappoint, but I will not be having pictures of my pregnant self anywhere because for one I don't have a way of putting pictures on the internet and for another, I'm too self conscious.  Plus all that matters is the pictures I will put up of my little one when he comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, life is good and we found out that Talon will be having another cousin to play with coming from Steve and Andee in July.  So excited for that!  He is growing big and strong every day and I can't wait to see his wrinkly little face in 10 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from all of us here in Rexburg, just be glad you aren't here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-7379596267232053879?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/7379596267232053879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-far-so-good.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7379596267232053879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7379596267232053879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far so good...'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-3152077945318439987</id><published>2009-12-17T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:47:42.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are, we are, the family mold breakers</title><content type='html'>December 10, 8:00 am.  The sleep from the night before was like sleeping Christmas Eve, non-existent.  This day was just like Christmas for me and Hutch and we got all of our wishes and presents we could ask for.  Going into the ultrasound room our nurse warned us that she just calls all the babies "he" until we definitely find out the gender, but she was very good and showed us all of our baby's organs and how they should be functioning and all of them were working superbly.  What we were worried most about the organs were the kidneys, but she said they were strong and very healthy.  Next we move onto the measurements of arm and leg bones.  Looking good, considering the kid is only 8 inches long and around 13 oz.  Then comes the head.  "Wow, "his" head is pretty big!"  Great, just the exclamation I wanted to hear.  Well there is the Ott gene.  She kept trying to get the kid to move so we could see what gender it was, but being our baby, it was as stubborn as could be and wouldn't do anything the nurse wanted it to.  It wasn't the best thing when she took the ultrasound instrument and started prodding my stomach really hard trying to get the kid to move it's legs.  If you don't have a child, pray it is not as stubborn as mine was.  Finally, when the kid thought we weren't looking, it changed positions and the nurse caught a glimpse of the gender.  Hutch being doubtful as to what she saw, asked to see it again.  The baby definitely was not shy any more.  He flaunted his stuff as if he was a porn star according to Hutch's brothers.  It is definitely a BOY!  We broke the curse of the Thompson family with having a boy first instead of a girl.  Oh ya!  We are so excited!  But to finish the story, the nurse started taking pictures so we could take them home to show everyone and she tried to take a profile of him.  Like he would have that happen.  He definitely has his father's personality because his head was turned away from the camera and he would slowly turn his head to where his nose almost came up to get a profile, then he would quickly, seriously, quickly turn away.  Or he would do the same thing and look straight at the camera really fast.  Yup thats my kid.  I'm so proud.  I already can tell he is going to fit in well with our family.  He also has his father's metabolism or something.  He likes to play punching bag with my belly when he's bored, i.e. when I'm not moving.  And he already has his legs goin as if he's running.  He is very sensitive to touch already which is crazy because I'm only 22 weeks along.  When I am laying down and he starts doin his thang, if I or Hutch puts our hand on his punching area, he stops immediately.  It's so crazy!  I'm just glad I have the family I do that has totally changed my perspective on having little Talon James, whether they realize it or not.  I'm really glad he has 3 cousins his age he will be able to play with.  I cannot wait until he is here!  He is definitely a blessing in disguise and God knew we needed him at this time in our lives.  I wish I could put my ultrasound picture on here, but again, there isn't one good enough... I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-3152077945318439987?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/3152077945318439987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-are-we-are-family-mold-breakers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3152077945318439987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/3152077945318439987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-are-we-are-family-mold-breakers.html' title='We are, we are, the family mold breakers'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-7616937618650221597</id><published>2009-11-09T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:01:53.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><content type='html'>So an update on me first off for those who are really into my pregnancy story.  This last month we went to the doctors and heard the heard nice and clear.  Very strong, hopefully as in its a boy :)  Like to give you an idea, before she even put the ultrasound thing on me, we could hear it.  But now I am into my second trimester, started out a little rocky when I got the flu, but I am doing pretty good now.  I wake up early in the morning starving, but luckily I can sleep through the night without having to get up several times to go to the bathroom.  And the best part is, I still fit into my jeans and other pants. Woo!  I'm already starting to show, which is not the best because it just looks like I eat too much and have a pudge, oh well.  Hutch likes it.  He seems to be more excited about the baby than I am.&lt;br /&gt;But enough about me, on to Hutch.  He is having a fun time playing football for the Hawks here at school.  We started our season undefeated until the team had a bad week where no one showed up for practice and they lost the game following that week.  Now they are just in a bad rut.  Everyone is losing heart and the quarterback has yet to figure out how to throw the ball to hutch because he is so fast.  It always ends up short or too far because hutch expects it to be short like always.  So their record is 3-2 and they are heading into tournament.  Hopefully they can do better.  Fingers crossed.  Also, we just found out from some x-rays that hutch might have a fracture in his sternum.  He got hit a little to hard with a helmet in this last game and it's really hard for him to breathe and such.  So if results come back that it is a fracture (or a chip) he is done for the season.  Well hopefully it all works out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Life is great, can't complain about much, or anything at all.  only 5 more weeks left of school, hallelujia! We have another doctors appointment Thursday so I will try to do better at posting.  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-7616937618650221597?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/7616937618650221597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7616937618650221597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7616937618650221597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-5854452999536614779</id><published>2009-09-19T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:18:13.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like I got some growing up to do</title><content type='html'>So I am trying to stay more on top of my blogging since I have nothing else to do at work, and from a little nudging from friends, I'm going to do better.  So here is what is going on in our live for the month of September.&lt;div&gt;Hutch is finishing up a great season of work including 20+ driveways in a housing division.  He is also actively hunting to pass the hours away while I'm working and is trying to get a big buck he has had his eye on, we'll see how that goes.  Also I will be doing an active update of Hutch's football season which is coming up on us pretty fast with tryouts this week.  The league changed to and 11 man team this year instead of 9 which I think a lot of the boys are excited for.  Good luck honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School has started for me and it is going well thus far and I'm taking an easy 12 credits so I can still qualify for my pell grant.  12 more weeks and counting.  Work is going well, it just feels like I never get to be home having 18 hour days 3-4 days a week, I'm starting to feel it.  But right now, its a job that is good in a town where there aren't any.  Another piece of news that we are happy to announce is the arrival of Baby Thompson in April 2010.  It was a bit unexpected, but its nice to have friends and family who are pregnant at the same time, so I can get some pointers.  Hutch and I joke that God is giving us this child in order for us to grow up and be more mature.  We think we will just be the same and our kid will have parents they can relate to :)  So I will try to keep an update on the little peanut and the baby too :)  Until next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-5854452999536614779?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/5854452999536614779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/09/looks-like-i-got-some-growing-up-to-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/5854452999536614779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/5854452999536614779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/09/looks-like-i-got-some-growing-up-to-do.html' title='Looks like I got some growing up to do'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-8657107771507968649</id><published>2009-08-22T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:02:30.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where there is an end... There is always a beginning</title><content type='html'>This marks the end of softball season for Hutch's men's softball and our co-ed season.  The men's team did very well during the season, tied for 1st with 2 other teams going into the tournament.  They played their hearts out and ended up getting third, which is not bad.  A little upsetting, but Hutch was glad to have it over with.  In co-ed we had a rockin team this year.  You could not ask for a more rambunxious group of friends.  We had so much fun, I'm kind of sad to see it over.  We did awesome in the season with a record of 16-4, putting us in first place going into the tournament.  We clinched out our first game and lost by 1 or 2 our next couple, we just couldn't get our A-game on.  So overall, we took third.   During the season, Hutch hit a record of 30-35 homeruns!  During the tournament, we were only allowed 2 homeruns, progressive, and Hutch didn't know and hit a third one out of the park.  So it was an out.. no worries though, he got a prize.  He got a shirt that said, "Short bus softball" - what he always wanted.  So it was a great softball season and in 9 months, I'm sure we'll be antsy to be playing.. for now.. its the end.&lt;div&gt;But for every end that marks a beginning.  It is now the beginning of football season and school for Hutch.  He is so excited to start football, he keeps running 40s and says he is slow.. which he isn't because I was the one timing him.  He got a 4.3 consecutively, which was an improvement from last year.  He is going to be playing for the college up here in a intramural team.  Last year his team was amazing and pretty much tied for first the whole season until the last game where they played the other first place team and lost by a couple points.  So he's hoping to get on a good team again this year.  It will definitely be something worth traveling for to see.  He also has finally declared his major which is going to be exercise physiology.  He wants to be a physical therapist or sports trainer.  Basically he wants to stay in sports as long as he can, even when he can't play anymore.  So he basically has to start all over and get his head in the game so he can get done fast and get a good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, there isn't much else going on.  I recently got a new job thanks to my friend Scott Peterson, and I am a front desk clerk for a couple of hotels in town. ( so if you ever come to rexburg, I can probably get you a good deal)  I am going back to school in the fall to start my junior year and I am so ready to be done.  4 more semesters, thats all I have to keep telling myself.  Well, not much else going, when something happens I will let you know.  As for now, I am so grateful for my wonderful family and the awesome addition that I am going to be getting from my sister, little angel baby from heaven, as my niece aisy calls her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for now, this is as good as its gonna get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-8657107771507968649?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/8657107771507968649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-there-is-end-there-is-always.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/8657107771507968649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/8657107771507968649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-there-is-end-there-is-always.html' title='Where there is an end... There is always a beginning'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-5612307056939802217</id><published>2009-05-17T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:02:01.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Begun!</title><content type='html'>Well, Ashley advised me that I should post more things more often, so hopefully this is worthy of a blog.&lt;div&gt;Hutch has started his softball season officially!  He is so excited, you have no idea.  He is in a men's softball league and his team also does tournaments and this last weekend he had his first one in Blackfoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His team is absolutely awesome and they all are great softball players.  Unfortunately, they weren't able to come out on top, but they did take second.  The one team they had to play to win, they played 3 times, but only when they did about 4 games back to back, so they couldn't quite pull it off.  Also, the weather was close to 80 degrees so the sun had a big impact on their playing too.  I, being the cheerleader that I am stayed all day in the hot sun and suffered my skin for a really bad sunburn and blistering (Yes, I put on sunblock).  So now with a face and feet all swollen and a husband with a hurt arm and sore legs with a little bit of a sunburn, we are trying to recover and take on another week of work, softball, and cleaning our house that never seems to be clean.  I wonder what it will be like when we have kids, oh dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-5612307056939802217?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/5612307056939802217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/5612307056939802217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/5612307056939802217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-begun.html' title='It Has Begun!'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-7803056376877814615</id><published>2009-05-02T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:24:09.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year already'/><title type='text'>1 year Already?!</title><content type='html'>Wow! I cannot believe we have been married one year already!  Well, on April 12 it was.  Not gonna lie it has been the best year of my life so far.  It is so great being able to have my best friend on hand and being able to spend eternity with him.  So let's just flash back about a year and a half to when mr. Hutch proposed, just to show that he is one of a kind.&lt;div&gt;It all started when we went to Utah in December 2007 to look at rings.  We went to a family friend, Dave Hoer, and we found the perfect ring.  Dave created it himself and it was one of kind, so we thought we better take it.  On our way out Hutch said that the ring wouldn't be done for another couple of weeks.  That bummed me out because I was leaving for home after the semester was done in a couple of weeks.  I wanted to have my ring before I left.  All of this was on a friday or saturday.  We got home and life went back to normal.  Well, wednesday came around and Hutch wanted me to come over to his place before I went to work, he wanted to go scouting for places to hunt.  We did this a couple times before so I was all in.  When I got to his place he dressed me up all in camo clothing and sprayed me with deer scent, oh yes, deer scent.  We set out the woods across the street and we walked around for a bit.  As we were heading back we stopped at our place where there was like a man made waterfall and we just stood there watching it  and hugging, because it was kind of cold.  Then Hutch decided we should get going so he told me to go ahead of him in case I slipped going up this little hill.  As I started up the hill Hutch asked me, "Hey Elise, can I ask you a question really quick?"  And me being so naive and totally unaware, turned around saying, "Ya what's up?"  He was on his knee with the ring in his hand.  He then proposed and no I didn't cry.  In fact I kind of slugged him in the arm because he said he wasn't going to get the ring for another couple of weeks.  It's a good thing he's a tough kid.  He then told me that he drove to Utah and back the day before in a snow storm in his little 1988 ford escort piece of junk.  Poor kid, took him like 9 hours or so.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there is that little flashback for anyone who didn't know how he proposed.  Now we are living in Rexburg, wanting to move into a house and ready to get goin on our lives.  Sorry, no kids any time soon.  Probably in about less than 2 years.  We can guarantee that.  We are heading into summer, well at the least 1 day a week of summer.  Hutch is trying to get work, but with the economy, no one wants anything done or to spend money.  But we are doing great and life couldn't be any better, if it were we'd be dead.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=32805857&amp;amp;id=193308542" id="myphotolink" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v355/133/37/193308542/n193308542_32805856_7477.jpg" id="myphoto" style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; background-color: white; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-7803056376877814615?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/7803056376877814615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-year-already.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7803056376877814615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/7803056376877814615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-year-already.html' title='1 year Already?!'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114496970740507571.post-9174579646643606101</id><published>2009-03-27T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:58:37.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning</title><content type='html'>Well this is my first time doing a blog, so it's not great.. Yet.  But the only reason we got this blog is to share with family and friends what is going on in our neck of the woods.  So for the first post, it won't be long:&lt;div&gt;Hutch is still working for his dad at Thompson paving and working on getting some work for the summer.  Since the economy isn't doing so well and the price of oil is going up, no one wants to get anything paved or seal coated.  He is in school right now and is taking a whopping 5 credits.  Because of his job he can only do that many or less during the summer, and during the winter when he doesn't have work, he doesn't want to get out of the habit of that many credits.  He has decided he wants to be a Physical Therapist/Sports Trainer and is going to try and get his degree for that, it may take a while, but he's determined.  He is getting pretty antsy about the spring coming because that is when softball starts.  His men's league/competition team is going to be amazing this year and hopefully they can get far.  Other than that you can find him at the gym trying to get up to 190 - his ideal weight, we'll see how that goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/Sc1LqRRQwFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vn-LqlQa5Qc/s320/hutchnelisedinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317989924556816466" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in school too for the moment and with only ten days left, I'm gettin pretty anxious.  I'm a major in Communications with a PR emphasis and minoring in Human resources.  I still have 2 years left and can't wait!  I am also the manager of a store called Uptown Bagel.  For those of you who know, it is like an Einstein's bagels, just not franchised.  I love it!  It has its ups and downs, but the employees are great and my boss is awesome!  That's all you can ask for.  He has currently asked me to just work on the marketing scheme for the place and put the rest of the duties onto my assistant manager, so again, we'll see how that goes.  The weather up here is so unpredictable you can't even put away your winter clothes until the end of June.  We had a nice warm front come in, it got up to the 60's and now this whole week has been snowing.  Good old Rexburg.  For those of you who have seen Jeff Dunham, "We love it here!"  Well there is not much else going on and we try to live day to day as the Lord would have us do and it hasn't steered us wrong yet.  So until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114496970740507571-9174579646643606101?l=thompsontimes08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/feeds/9174579646643606101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginning.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/9174579646643606101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114496970740507571/posts/default/9174579646643606101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsontimes08.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginning.html' title='The beginning'/><author><name>Elise and Hutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12902402590447992245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/So_8jGdqnEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3xFKWkDhLA/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10Xot2TCcKA/Sc1LqRRQwFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vn-LqlQa5Qc/s72-c/hutchnelisedinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
