<?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-198898291636717489</id><updated>2011-10-02T14:12:39.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quigleys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-6923733545640915720</id><published>2011-06-28T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T09:31:50.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Decided To...</title><content type='html'>Alright, our fans have let us know that the Quigley's should KEEP our blog!  Now we just have to figure out how to update it more often.  I appreciate all of your insight on our blog, some of you didn't even know we had one. Others want us to keep posting to remind us of our shortcomings. Whatever the reason we will keep posting best we can and hopefully more of you start reading our blog.  We will try and "announce" new posts via facebook and other things so keep an eye out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick update for everyone who may be wondering what the Quigleys are up to recently.  Gina and I are continuing our bicycling dreams and have signed up for another LOTOJA.  For those of you not familiar, LOTOJA is a single day 206 mile bike race that starts in Logan, UT and ends in Jackson Hole, WY.  We are in the midst of training and ride almost every day to prepare for this grueling event.  Every year I cannot figure out why we register for this day of death, but we keep doing it.  Gina and I have a little rivalry building as she beat me the first year and I claimed the title last year.  Gina is convinced she will reclaim the title this year but she doesn't have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently went on a trip to Moab where we hiked and went white water rafting.  We had a great time and I must say I have never seen Gina so concerned/scared as I did while we were floating the Colorado River.  It was really quite entertaining to see her in this state.  If I get the approval I may post a video here of our river trip.  My guess is Gina will put the hammer down on that one and no one will ever see that footage again.  We really enjoyed our time in the desert and cannot wait to go back to explore some more.  Shout out to the Easterlings for being our guides, you guys were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, it is work as normal and just living everyday life.  We have a few other trips planned here in the future and are looking forward to camping a little more this year.  The snow is finally melting up at our house so we are finally beginning to enjoy nice weather, green trees, and the animals are finally out of hibernation!  It was a long long winter.  It snowed as late as father's day this year.  We were officially sick of the snow.  We will enjoy three months of good weather before the white fluffy stuff begins to fly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  I will put some photos together or something here sometime so that it isn't just boring text you have to look at.  Thanks for reading and we will catch ya next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-6923733545640915720?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/6923733545640915720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=6923733545640915720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6923733545640915720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6923733545640915720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-have-decided-to.html' title='We Have Decided To...'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-2282154145854577002</id><published>2011-06-06T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:39:46.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Posts?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Gina and I are clearly not very good at updating our blog.  I recently have been looking at some of our friends blogs and its clear that we will never be as diligent as many of you are.  With that said, it's time to take a poll.  Should the Quigleys keep their blog and try to update it as much as possible or should we disband the disgrace that has been our past and move on not looking back?  Its up to you all to tell us what to do.  If you want to have us keep our blog let us know.  Email us, facebook us, call us, smack us int he face, just let us know somehow.  Within the next couple weeks we will let you know of the outcome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-2282154145854577002?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/2282154145854577002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=2282154145854577002' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/2282154145854577002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/2282154145854577002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-posts.html' title='More Posts?'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-1715020025193193759</id><published>2009-03-31T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:42:13.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTOJA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJVwxXJEsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RPm_Z7IeoQk/s1600-h/lotoja.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319408406250459842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJVwxXJEsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RPm_Z7IeoQk/s320/lotoja.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So those of you who may not know this, Gina and I have picked up a new hobby, cycling, and are ready to take it to the next level. Well, I really don't even know what level I am on, but Gina has already had some experience so for her it is the next level. For me this may be... shall we call it, a "baptism by fire" experience! Anyway, we have done the craziest thing and registered for the LOTOJA Classic. For those of you who do now know what the LOTOJA is, it is the longest single day bike race in America. It starts in Logan, Utah (hence the LO) and finishes 216 miles later in Jackson Hole, Wyoming (hence the JA, LOgan TO JAckson). Registration for this race is quite tight and for the most part it is a lottery selection process. There are a few ways to get a guaranteed spot in the race, one being standing on the podium for last years race. Well, we all know that won't be the case!! One of the other ways is to register as a Hometown Hero. A Hometown Hero is a program sponsored by the Huntsman Cancer Institute. How it works is we sign up with the Huntsman Cancer Foundation to help raise money for their research and development. Our goal is to raise $800 that will be donated to the Huntsman Cancer Foundation and in return they will register us for LOTOJA as a Hometown Hero! Gina and I are proud to say that we are excited to not only race in LOTOJA (for me its not so much a race as it is a goal just to cross the finish line!) but to also help raise money for a wonderful cause. This is where all of you come in. We need every one's help to reach our goals. We are not asking you give us your life's savings, but if you are in a position to do so, please help us out. Any amount is very much appreciated. You can can help Gina out by donating at: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huntsmancancerfoundation.org/NetCommunity/Page.aspx?pid=270&amp;amp;frsid=287"&gt;http://www.huntsmancancerfoundation.org/NetCommunity/Page.aspx?pid=270&amp;amp;frsid=287&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and/or you can help Ross out by donating at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huntsmancancerfoundation.org/NetCommunity/rossquigley"&gt;http://www.huntsmancancerfoundation.org/NetCommunity/rossquigley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, thanks for all your support and help, we love you all! Wish us luck on our journey and pray that I don't die along the way! I will need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJjRoVevhI/AAAAAAAAATI/uIQTb3fQnJQ/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319423264414416402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJjRoVevhI/AAAAAAAAATI/uIQTb3fQnJQ/s320/DSC01746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJidOu8VpI/AAAAAAAAATA/HoPlRoXsuRQ/s1600-h/DSCF4123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319422364188694162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJidOu8VpI/AAAAAAAAATA/HoPlRoXsuRQ/s320/DSCF4123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJjRoVevhI/AAAAAAAAATI/uIQTb3fQnJQ/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJjRoVevhI/AAAAAAAAATI/uIQTb3fQnJQ/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-1715020025193193759?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/1715020025193193759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=1715020025193193759' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/1715020025193193759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/1715020025193193759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2009/03/lotoja.html' title='LOTOJA!!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SdJVwxXJEsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RPm_Z7IeoQk/s72-c/lotoja.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-6547760780554263699</id><published>2009-02-19T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:11:17.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why my life sucks at times...</title><content type='html'>So let me tell you of a little story about a series of tragic events that happened to me on this fine Thursday. Before I begin, let me give you a little background that will make this story even better and help you understand why my life really sucks today! So I am enrolled in this business law class this semester. At the beginning of semester I went to purchase all my books. I only needed to buy three of them and one of them cost me about $50. My grand total from all my books would have come to about $450!! If you do the math, two books tallied a total of over $400, which I thought was absolutely absurd. So I did what most would do, boycott. I didn't buy either of them. I went as long as I could before it became necessary to buy the books. Two weeks ago I purchased my investment book, luckily one came in that was used so it only cost $150, instead of over $200. But my business law book was still looming at $192, no option to purchase a used one (something I was hoping for!). Which brings us to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had this test looming in my business law class. It was based solely on the text and is an open book test. Naturally it would be dumb of me not to purchase the book. So I go to the bookstore this morning to buy the dreaded book, which I still feel is the same as robbery. I find the shelf where I see the book. Look at the price again, sigh in disbelief again, reluctantly pick it up and and walk to the counter to purchase it. Spend my 190 big ones and boy did I feel like poop. To make matters worse, on my receipt the cashier stamps this huge "ALL TEXTBOOK SALES ARE FINAL, NO RETURNS!" right on the receipt. This pretty much sealed my fate. I walked out of the store and off to class with my shiny new book, still in the plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I get to class, I notice that some of the books that others have are different than mine. I think to myself "it must be an earlier addition," or something like that. I didn't think anything of it until I noticed that everyone's books are the same except for mine! All I can think about is my receipt that says "NO RETURNS." After my test, I pull up the syllabus and check to see what all this mess is about. Sure enough, I needed a different book. I go back to the bookstore to find the right one hoping they will understand that I made an honest mistake and that I would be allowed to switch out the books. I go back to the shelf where I got the wrong book, and their is no other book. My class has two sections, and apparently I got section 2's book, why they are different I don't know, both professors share the teaching duty so we have both of them. None the less, I have the wrong book and the book I need is not available, oh and just in case you are wondering, they are the exact same price. So I find an employee of the bookstore, inform him of my situation and ask two questions. Do you have the book I need? And, am I screwed having purchased the other one? He checked their inventory and told me that they would have to special order the one I needed, and even though my receipt said "NO RETURNS" on it that if I had the receipt I could exchange my wrong book for the right one when it came in. Hooray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, don't get to ahead of yourself, this story isn't over, remember, my life sucks at times. So I walk back to my bag and proceed to walk out of the bookstore when panic strikes my heart. The receipt! It was in the bag my book came in, which I took out of the bag as I got to class and then promptly threw into the trash can!!!!! I even thought to myself "normally I hang on to these for the receipt but you saw what it read in big red bold ink, 'TEXTBOOK SALES ARE FINAL, NO RETURNS.'" I quickly new my chance for salvaging my money and my book was on the line. $190 dollars is a lot of money and I'll be darned if I let it slide! So I run back up the stairs to the library, go down three floors to the trash can outside my classroom where the receipt lay in wait for me. With students all around me wondering why I am so anxious to tear through the trash can, my worst fears are realized, my bag with the receipt is not there. In that 2 hour window, the can had been emptied and my receipt was gone. My $192 down the drain, and I still have the wrong book and most likely will not be able to exchange it for the right one. I have concluded that all the information I need has to be in the book I currently own and that it can't be that bad if I just use it, after all, its used in the other sections class. My life really sucks at times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-6547760780554263699?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/6547760780554263699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=6547760780554263699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6547760780554263699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6547760780554263699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-my-life-sucks-at-times.html' title='Why my life sucks at times...'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-8283363439185769901</id><published>2009-02-12T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:29:06.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, OK... I'll write something</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all our friends are really good bloggers and always have good things to write about. SO... I thought we would jump on the band wagon . . . and let everyone know . . . we can blog too! Ha, Clayton if you are reading this, I know what you were thinking, sucker. Truth be told, Gina and I actually do some pretty cool things, but when it comes to pictures of what we do, I always ruin them. Don't believe me? Look at these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302080086852394562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SZTFv1OCXkI/AAAAAAAAASA/DJmEqF81JsM/s320/sleepy+269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait, it gets worse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082422790140738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SZTH3zQ_s0I/AAAAAAAAASY/8ahdpSNojNI/s320/sleepy+257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yet even worse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082424214941154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SZTH34ksbeI/AAAAAAAAASg/EGTKi8FnH1M/s320/sleepy+241.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;So a couple weekends ago, Gina and I went up to a friends cabin.  Gina is the YW pres in our ward, so she took all the girls up to the cabin too!  We had a great time, sledding, snowmobiling, playing in the snow and lots of other things as well.  Unfortunately my head got really wet and added to the creepyness of these photos.  Now the last photo I hope you all know that I meant to make that face!  Unfortunately, those other ones I just happen to look like I have horse teeth.  All and all, the weekend was fun and we loved it.  Stay tuned for more excitement from Ross and Gina's adventures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-8283363439185769901?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/8283363439185769901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=8283363439185769901' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8283363439185769901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8283363439185769901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-ok-ill-write-something.html' title='OK, OK... I&apos;ll write something'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SZTFv1OCXkI/AAAAAAAAASA/DJmEqF81JsM/s72-c/sleepy+269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-373553867629329854</id><published>2008-12-04T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:55:18.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cable, Internet, Macintosh, OH MY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so we did it.  Gina and I finally gave into the whole being somewhat "technologically advanced" thing.  Hold your breath and sit down cause I am about to knock your socks off!  Today, this nice man came to the door and introduced himself as the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;comcast&lt;/span&gt; man."  I let him in and he spent some time doing who knows what while I folded some laundry.  When he was done, he told me we had some thing called cable and that I could now access the. . . i-n-t-e-r-n-e-t?  It took me a while to figure it out, but this is what it boils down to.  1) Our TV now as a bunch of channels vs yesterday when only channel 13 would work. 2) The TV now has a really clear picture instead of being all fuzzy with diagonal lines going through the screen.  3) I can now write this blog from a computer in my own house instead of having to say, drive all the way to my parents house, take the lap top to a nearby parking lot where a wireless signal was available, or go up to the U where the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;" is everywhere.  That "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;comcast&lt;/span&gt; man" was something special to have done all those things in such a short time.  Anyway,  this being the first post of the "technological &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Quigley&lt;/span&gt; era"  I just thought I would share my thoughts.  Oh and also, now that we have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, we went out and bought this fancy new computer.  I have never owned a Mac before and to be honest, I am quite confused with the whole thing.  I was able to figure out how to use the camera that is built into this thing to take some pictures for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my face when I turned on the TV and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saw that there were multiple channels with such &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a nice and neat picture!  First thing I watched &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Channel 76!  76!!  Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/STgYTh_69TI/AAAAAAAAARw/IW9VREetP8s/s320/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275993687287592242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my face when I turned on the computer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and saw that the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;" was now available&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from inside our own house!  This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;frickin&lt;/span&gt;' amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/STgVxiVnfCI/AAAAAAAAARg/-XNxZ6RXldM/s320/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275990904239782946" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was what happened when I tried to figure out the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;camera thing on our new mac.  Still don't know what is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;going on and how to do things with this computer, but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll learn!  How did it take four pictures? It's pretty cool though, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/STgY1GRH-4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/VLa9mBxEImo/s320/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275994263959108482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-373553867629329854?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/373553867629329854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=373553867629329854' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/373553867629329854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/373553867629329854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/12/cable-internet-macintosh-oh-my.html' title='Cable, Internet, Macintosh, OH MY!!!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/STgYTh_69TI/AAAAAAAAARw/IW9VREetP8s/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-4541068652397843548</id><published>2008-11-24T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:33:13.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, so I was a little discouraged after our last post because no one commented any ideas on what Gina and I should be for Halloween. Well, there were a couple, so thank you. However, because of the lack of response I figured no one would mind if it took a while for us to get around to posting something new. So a month later, here we are and plenty has happened since then. So here is an update to catch you all up on what we have been up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, I neglected to remember to post about Gina's birthday! Don't worry, I didn't forget all together! Gina's birthday is kind of fun because it is a little different than the normal birthday. See, she doesn't do the whole sugar thing, I still am not sure how, so the traditional cake is out of the question. What do you do? I asked myself this many times, but Gina does have a love for something sweet, fruit! So I made her a fruit cake! err... salad. It was really fun, I got to use a melon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baller&lt;/span&gt;! Anyway, Gina is officially 24 as of last Oct. 1st. Happy B-day again!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273056078829794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgaSpxGOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bDsfLg6UTwg/s320/DSCF4103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273059769374994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgagZqWRI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tG1Xgzkl-O0/s320/DSCF4109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next, even though we didn't get many ideas for Hallow&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrd5Mbt3-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZsBTFIhhZqg/s1600-h/DSCF4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;een&lt;/span&gt;, we came up with a pretty good costume. Even though we couldn't find anywhere that had nose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;puddy&lt;/span&gt;, our Christmas Who outfits turned out pretty good. Gina makes a really good who. You'll never ever guess how she gets her hair to stay up like that! Those of you that just looked at the picture and thought "I bet she ..." your guess is wrong, I guarantee it. I however, don't make the best who. Putting on the sparkling makeup, doing may hair all crazy and wearing green fish net stockings made me feel more like a Christmas cross dresser! We had a fun time though! We spent the evening at a party with some friends who had some nice costumes of their own.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273070267341890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgbHgknEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/OQfThV69tn4/s320/DSCF4110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrfTaCKLtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/jVugUqKCjQg/s1600-h/DSCF4120.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrd5h_uqZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rpoDL4ujXPg/s1600-h/DSCF4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrcvszpXZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pncJUVyyL_E/s1600-h/DSCF4118.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273074802082866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgbYZvRDI/AAAAAAAAAPw/5CA_l-JI3VQ/s320/DSCF4118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Football! Can you say crazy? That is how I felt about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TCU&lt;/span&gt; Utah game on the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! It was a l&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrd5_ZQziI/AAAAAAAAAOg/qTOvRcYYQ9c/s1600-h/DSCF4120.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ong&lt;/span&gt; miserable cold game in all regards until about 2 minutes left when the Utes finally woke up and put together the game winning drive to stay undefeated! Those of you who don't know, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Quigley's&lt;/span&gt; (minus Gina) are huge Utah fans. Fall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt; are all about football and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Quigley&lt;/span&gt; boys (Ross, Dad and Clayson) are usually found somewhere between sections 25 and 24 in the north &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;end zone&lt;/span&gt; of Rice-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Eccles&lt;/span&gt; Stadium! Go UTES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273078647765554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgbmunujI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Jl9aTYHGUsM/s320/DSCF4120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrd6eEHUmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kz2eNZIewpQ/s1600-h/DSCF4124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272270310363058786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrd6eEHUmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kz2eNZIewpQ/s200/DSCF4124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those of you who know Gina know that she is an active girl always doing fun things. This summer she was introduced into biking and has been trying me to get into it as well. I finally did and I really really like it! I got a bike and all the gear, yes that includes tight shorts and even a pair of tight pants for cold weather, and have been out a few times! My first ride ever I went for a 25 mile ride to the mouth of Big Cottonwood canyon and back. I was a very tired boy when I got home! It is really fun and I am really glad Gina convinced me to get a bike! Thanks Sweetie! Oh, and she is twice the rider I am so I have some work to do, I can't let her out do me for too long, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273480495918754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgy_ur7qI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xtYJz6LP8-4/s320/DSCF4122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So Gina spends a lot of time at work these days, its not easy being a sugar momma! She is the best sugar momma around though! Anyway, speaking of sugar, while she is at work she should hide the sugar because I just can't be held responsible for what happens while she is gone! Yes, that thing on the plate is a ginormous cookie! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273870504140914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrhJsn5IHI/AAAAAAAAARI/MjrZ5j2MpII/s320/DSCF4149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Back too football!! Do I need to say anything? Utah has completed an undefeated season, again, and will be going to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; bowl, again, and I couldn't be happier! This past weekend has been just absolutely great! All week I wasn't able to concentrate on my school, work was meaningless, and I could barely sleep I was so excited for the Utah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; game. And all my built up excitement was worth it! What a game. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273503173789666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrg0UNgx-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_SAp0Vww55M/s320/DSCF4134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273492301410322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgzrtVcBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/X36v5qNMQXg/s320/DSCF4132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Utah wins 48-24 in what was probably the biggest game ever played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;betw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;een&lt;/span&gt; the two. Utah not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;won&lt;/span&gt;, they won the Mountain West Conference Championship and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; bowl bid is likely to follow! I love it. Gina is being a great sport about it all too. My family is a little crazy about Utah football, and Gina being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; fan gets to hear about it a lot! However, I have to say that she is being really good about the whole thing and isn't making excuses, but is happy for the Utes success. It has been a great year for Utah football and to be a Utah fan. At the Utah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; game, I was going crazy, screaming all game long, jumping up and down, high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fiving&lt;/span&gt; anybody and everybody I could get my hands too, and even trying to pick up my little brother! It was awesome! At the conclusion of the game, Clayson and I rushed the field (no we weren't part of the morons who ran on the field with 2 minutes left to play).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273508003417202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrg0mM_DHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UrGmWXIjmO0/s320/DSCF4138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273845969621202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrhIROaENI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Zd4Le4teYmQ/s320/DSCF4139.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was awesome! There were so many people that it was impossible to stand in the same place. Before it was all over, I gave Freddie Brown high five, slapped Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Asiata's&lt;/span&gt; shoulder pads, and stood belly to belly with Alex Smith! It was absolutely one of the greatest moments I have ever had as a Utah football fan. The best ever was when I was just a kid and Utah beat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; 34-31 for the first time. I was at the game with my dad and when that last field goal went through, he picked me up and threw me into the air! I ended up a few rows up, but it was awesome! GO UTES!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273850642512066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrhIioguMI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YuDjnNduCew/s320/DSCF4142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273861492606898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrhJLDYB7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jETWGOSeajo/s320/DSCF4144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273866342917826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrhJdHx5sI/AAAAAAAAARA/MTgBBMfbKnc/s320/DSCF4148.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Oh and in case you all were wondering, I did not rush the field with my shirt off, but rest assured that I was ready and prepared to do so if it became necessary to do so! I am a Utah man sir... are you?  (Gina, I made the picture small as to try and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; myself or you!!  Love you!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272274149323621026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrhZ7TowqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0-LruGHI_7Y/s200/DSCF4129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-4541068652397843548?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/4541068652397843548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=4541068652397843548' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/4541068652397843548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/4541068652397843548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SSrgaSpxGOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bDsfLg6UTwg/s72-c/DSCF4103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-5057156046196633297</id><published>2008-10-28T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:51:36.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Costume Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262356503138862642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SQelW8MPBjI/AAAAAAAAANg/yGEqfs3_v7E/s200/pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Halloween is just around the corner and every year the decision on what to dress up as can cause lots of stress. So this is your chance to help us out and pick what Ross and Gina's costume will be for this year. Think about what you have always wanted to see us dress up as, and then let us know. If your idea is clever enough, we just might use it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262356493917909746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SQelWZ1ycvI/AAAAAAAAANY/bvW1hfPVkiA/s200/halloween+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SQek7unkZHI/AAAAAAAAANI/7ot5M141orc/s1600-h/halloween+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-5057156046196633297?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/5057156046196633297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=5057156046196633297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/5057156046196633297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/5057156046196633297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-costume-ideas.html' title='Halloween Costume Ideas'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SQelW8MPBjI/AAAAAAAAANg/yGEqfs3_v7E/s72-c/pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-8549575881428675329</id><published>2008-10-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:15:50.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooter Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPwSSoAx2KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZAs1wm29YIk/s1600-h/scooter+man1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259098576049526946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPwSSoAx2KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZAs1wm29YIk/s320/scooter+man1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know this man's real name but I'm going to refer to him as Simon, it seems appropriate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started a few months ago when Ross called me on the phone laughing hysterically about this guy who he just saw on the UofU campus. He choked out a description of an older gentleman decked out in a suit wearing full pads and helmet over top. The guy had a scooter(the kind 10 year old sport on the neighborhood block) which he rode extremely slowly. One push and he brings both legs onto the scooter, waits until he is at almost a complete stop and then he would give another push. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sounded pretty funny but I couldn't really appreciate the greatness of this story until Ross and were driving on state street near the freeway entrance Friday. I looked to my side and saw a great sight. I started jabbing Ross and when he looked over we were both overcome with joy. I don't know how Simon rode that scooter all the way from the U, but it must of taken him a long time. There Simon was dressed to the 9s, covered with knee and elbow pads... and of course his helmet. I give Simon mad props. He is true scooter die hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but have my curiosity raised by this sighting of Simon... how far does Simon ride that scooter everyday, weekly, monthly, and can you imagine yearly. Please if you spot Simon and his scooter let me know. Maybe if we map out his sightings we can estimate his travel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope there are many more Simon sightings to come.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259100256494022242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPwT0cJ97mI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-wqUIeUjoT0/s320/IMG00022%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-8549575881428675329?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/8549575881428675329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=8549575881428675329' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8549575881428675329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8549575881428675329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/10/scooter-man.html' title='Scooter Man'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPwSSoAx2KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZAs1wm29YIk/s72-c/scooter+man1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-1501964352788089838</id><published>2008-10-15T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:59:22.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCT. 17, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPgaQHO3qkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lwyWDclWAPU/s1600-h/DSCF3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPvl0LT2h5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/8bdQLJmWZr4/s1600-h/140-GinaRoss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259049674437199762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPvl0LT2h5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/8bdQLJmWZr4/s320/140-GinaRoss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago to the day, I married the most beautiful girl in the world. After a long courtship with a few ups (Hawaii) and downs (Texas), and lots of pressure from Erika, Gina and I decided to tie the knot on the 17th of October 2007. (Erika, we would have done the same without all your pressure, just so you know!!) It was a great day. Our Wedding wasn't until later in the morning which allowed for us to take our time getting there. There was no crack of dawn alarm clock. Just a simple morning to prepare for the best day of my life. We got to the temple only to find that we, er Gina, had forgotten a few items that were needed to get into the temple. No worries, we got it all figured out and the Wedding still happened as scheduled! It was so wonderful sitting in the temple together and I will never forget looking into the eye's of my sweetie and telling her I love her. She looked beautiful in her dress. The weather outside was not the best, but it cooperated when we needed it to. It drizzled only for a moment or two, but it retrospect, it made the colors in our photos stand out even more!! They turned out really well. Our reception took some last minute preparations by Gina and I and a few of our fabulous friends who we could never thank enough. We got everything all put together just in time for us to start meeting our guests. Because of the weather we were a little cramped inside the Gallivan Center but it was so fun to share our day with so many people! The rain finally started to stop its cooperation just as we were leaving, which actually once again resulted in a really cool picture. However, the rain was not friendly to me when I tried to use my windshield wipers to clear off the water on my windshield. They failed miserably due to the outrageous number of oreos some people had stuck to the windshield. It was so bad I had to stop at a nearby gas station and use their windshield cleaner thing to scrape off the oreos! That night we had a great room in the downtown Hilton that my cousin hooked us up with, the Vice Presidential Sweet!! It was so cool! All and all the day was one to remember!! I will always remember that day and the promises I made to my sweetie. She is the love of my life and she is the greatest thing to happen to me, ever. I love you Gina! Oh and the thing I think will be in my mind as one of the most memorable things we did that day was how we occupied the time after the ceremony and before the reception! We went to lunch at Pier 49 pizza downtown and had lunch at the place we had dinner on our first "real" date! Come one, what did you think I would say!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-1501964352788089838?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/1501964352788089838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=1501964352788089838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/1501964352788089838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/1501964352788089838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/10/oct-17-2008.html' title='OCT. 17, 2008'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SPvl0LT2h5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/8bdQLJmWZr4/s72-c/140-GinaRoss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-5754301030781548234</id><published>2008-09-29T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:29:16.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251539855445968626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOE3rLepxvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mwJyrNeRxV4/s320/Yankee+stadium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who are not aware, I have become a little bit of a Yankee fan over the years. If you know me at all, seen the back of my car, or know the name of my dog, you probably figured out that I have a liking for the Yankees. I was 8 years old when I first played for the Yankees in little league, and for the next 7 years, I played for the Yankees even though I would go through different leagues. I didn't ever get to choose what team I was on, but the fact I played for the Yankees over and over again, I considered it fate. To say the least, even though my baseball years are through, I still consider myself a Yankee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year is a major year for the Yankees. No they are not going to win the world series, they didn't even make the playoffs! This year however, is the last year of the old Yankee Stadium. Also known as "the house that Babe built," Yankee Stadium has been one of the historic baseball fields still standing in America. The Yankees have called it home since 1923, when Babe Ruth was still blasting home runs out of the park. He hit three in the first game ever in Yankee Stadium against the Boston Red Sox. Since then, the stadium has been through a couple minor and one major renovations. The memories and moments from that stadium however, will forever stay the same. There have been many many moments that baseball will never forget. So many great players, both Yankee and non-Yankee, have played on that field. The Yankees alone have had many memories from their own players there. From Babe's home run records,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553442406235778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFECC2afoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VPi_a_Vg2ek/s200/babe-ruth.jpg" border="0" /&gt; to Roger Maris' home run records,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251552065129157762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFCx4F-FII/AAAAAAAAAIY/BCoI6wDZ3TU/s200/rogerMaris.jpg" border="0" /&gt; many of the old school players seem most prominent. Lou Gehrig will forever be remembered by his "luckiest man alive" speech, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251552060035168098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFCxlHd92I/AAAAAAAAAII/hIJ2kZd8qHI/s200/LouGehrigDay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don Larsen being hoisted up into the air by Yogi Berra after his perfect game in the world series,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251552058178829858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFCxeM4fiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HPzg50qKD_w/s200/Don+Larsen.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Reggie Jackson's three home runs in the '77 World Series earning him the name "Mr. October,"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553440540197314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFEB75hAcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hH5glOSAd-A/s200/Reggie-Jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Joe Dimaggio for being the games most all-around player and America's hero,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251552056372883522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFCxXeT8EI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2W2x4MpnvX0/s200/joe-dimaggio.jpg" border="0" /&gt; or one of Mickey Mantle's three MVP seasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251552065215840866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFCx4aowmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1IgQaxiHaUA/s200/Mickey+Mantle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There are many who deserve to be mentioned on this list, but some that are most important to me are those I can remember watching and routing for as a kid. Paul O'Neil &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251556134279603266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFGeu3CZEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lBO69fAFhr4/s200/paulO%27neil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;was one of my baseball heroes as a kid, as well as Andy Pettit (who I got to see pitch a game this past May!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251554564215638482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFFDV6nidI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JjCEFgsqDVA/s200/Andy+Pettit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and many of their teammates were Yankees that I remember. Bernie Williams, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251554570278823058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFFDsgMZJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZqYltShevG8/s200/Bernie+Williams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don Mattingly,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553452076689794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFECm4B6YI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iuAInXUjVaI/s200/Don+Mattingly.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Wade Boggs, Tino Martinez, and Derek Jeter to name a few. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553446913066466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFECTo7ReI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WWMeW4g2qFQ/s200/derek-jeter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jeter was, and is, probably the most influential baseball player in my life. When he was first on the Yankees I was only 12 years old and I thought he was the greatest. He played infield like me, he was smaller like me, and the thing I liked most about him is that he just went out and played. He didn't trash talk, he was a humble guy that played ball really well. This past season he set the record for most hits by a Yankee in Yankee Stadium, a couple weeks before it was gone. More recently the Yankees have produced big names like Roger Clemens,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251556132004003202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFGemYffYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/XtjBrn_6p8A/s200/pettit+and+clemens.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mariano Rivera (one of the greatest), Jason Giambi, Johnny Damon, Jorge Posada, and of course Alex Rodriguez&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251554562837911554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFFDQyJGAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wnrupKztTcU/s200/Alex+Rodriguez.jpg" border="0" /&gt; who could possibly be one of the best players in the game. Granted he has had is fair share of controversy and scandal, but take all that away and you get a guy who has the potential of breaking the all time home run record and a solid defender at third base.. All baseball greats. The managers over the years have been great as well. Billy Martin &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251554568206761810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFFDkyLP1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/6ASdCOC_AWg/s200/billym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;would probably still be an off an on manager for the Yankees if he were still alive! Buck Showalter, Casey Stengel, Lou Piniella, Yogi Berra,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251556136774746306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFGe4J7QMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/s0zlEdlC0gg/s200/Yogi+Berra.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and Joe McCarthy were all great managers for the Yankees, but most memorable to me is the great Joe Torre.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251554567386619218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFFDhuo3VI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hHV2x67Ohdc/s200/joe-torre.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He was one of the greatest in Yankee history leading the team to 4 world series titles, 12 consecutive playoff appearances, 6 pennants, and ten division titles. To me, Joe Torre is the Manager of the Yankees. He is a great man. Joe Giardi has big shoes to fill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as the "house that Babe built" is now the "house that Jeter closed," it is a sad day for many. The end of and era is tough for all followers, but this seems like part of people's life are leaving for good. The good news is, the Yankees are staying around, their new stadium &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251556133997446162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFGetzxBBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/M2xJV8Pyi4Y/s200/NEw+Yankee+stadium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;is right across the road and is still named "Yankee Stadium." &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251553452904776114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOFECp9dgbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6xDRk3R9bCU/s200/george+Steinbrenner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;George Steinbrenner and his son Hank have done great things to bring the Yankees to where they are today, and I only hope to see the tradition of the Yankees live on for years to come. They are America's team. Go YANKEES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-5754301030781548234?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/5754301030781548234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=5754301030781548234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/5754301030781548234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/5754301030781548234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/09/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SOE3rLepxvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mwJyrNeRxV4/s72-c/Yankee+stadium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-6264018338785570203</id><published>2008-09-22T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:37:56.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gina Rides Her First Centruy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKGbRxpEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/iDGX80Mi0fU/s1600-h/DSC01743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248886102473942082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKGbRxpEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/iDGX80Mi0fU/s320/DSC01743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for those of you that do not know, my wife has recently picked up cycling. Our brother in laws are into it hard core and they have converted Gina. This year she was very dedicated to getting started and saved all her tip money from the ski season and used it to buy her a nice bike and all the gear she needed. After riding for a few months, she built up her endurance and Derrick (brother in law) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;convinced&lt;/span&gt; her to participate in the ULCER. The ULCER is a 111 mile race around Utah Lake!! Gina was a little nervous, but did very well. She finished in just over five hours, about three hours faster than she thought she would!! I am so proud of her, and wish I had the courage to do &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKG571FGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DX2K9c7PpRw/s1600-h/DSC01745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248886110703391842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKG571FGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DX2K9c7PpRw/s320/DSC01745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stuff like that. She is two up on me know, she has raced in a century and raced in a marathon!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKHTf7gWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3Fya7thi9Do/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248886117565694306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKHTf7gWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3Fya7thi9Do/s320/DSC01749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-6264018338785570203?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/6264018338785570203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=6264018338785570203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6264018338785570203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6264018338785570203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/09/gina-rides-her-first-centruy.html' title='Gina Rides Her First Centruy!!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfKGbRxpEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/iDGX80Mi0fU/s72-c/DSC01743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-8791339066739465567</id><published>2008-08-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:27:52.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, so this past weekend we went on this hike that literally almost killed us. It all started when my friend Jared Antczak called to invite me to hike with him to the top of twin peaks. I was talking to Gina about it, and kind of jokingly said that it would be fun. But seeing as how I almost didn't make it on a hike a week earlier with another friend of mine, I didn't think I could do it. Gina took the initiative and called Jared back and told him we were in!! Gina kept saying we could do it and that it could be that hard. HA! Ask her that now!&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday came along and it was time to start our climb. We had intended on starting at 7 but didn't actually start up the trail til about 7:30. At first it was fun, steep at times, my heart was pounding and my lungs not working quit&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHAPqIE5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pTlfwA0PwKE/s1600-h/DSCF4055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248882697740751762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHAPqIE5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pTlfwA0PwKE/s320/DSCF4055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e right, but it was ok. We joked with each other and the morale of our group of six was high. We had a description of the hike that we were using to judge how far we had gone and how far we had to go. Really it felt like we were following a treasure map. Anyway, a few misunderstandings from the reading made us feel like we were doing really well and making good time. It wasn't til about 2 hours later that we realized we were still at the beginning of the description instead of nearing the end like we had thought! Non the less, we were ok. We hiked a good 5 hours before we got to the "upper meadow" which really was not meadow at all. We stopped there for a few reasons; we were tired and wanted food and water, there was snow there and we wanted to play in it, and last but not least we wanted to look up at what we were about to climb. Looking back, we should have been able to tell right there that we should have turned around and called it a day. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHATZsbUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/DcPjg5iUdug/s1600-h/DSCF4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248882698745572674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHATZsbUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/DcPjg5iUdug/s320/DSCF4065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we finished building snowmen and making snow angels and started up what would turn out to be the hardest, most intense climb of all our lives. It was so steep we had to use all fours at times. The ground was not solid but made up of loose gravel and boulders that were the size of basketballs all the way up to small elephants. Every step was sketchy, rocks sliding out from underneath you, falling over, looking up and seeing haw far you had to go, and looking down to see how far you had gone! It took us a good 2 hours plus to climb up that bowl to a saddle between two peaks, but the fun wasn't even close to being done.&lt;br /&gt;From the saddle, not all of us continued. Those of us who did carried on following our treasue map trying to find ledges, eight&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHBQZpsLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sFG7bVjrAL0/s1600-h/DSCF4075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248882715119956146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHBQZpsLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sFG7bVjrAL0/s320/DSCF4075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; foot walls, and cracks that we could climb up. We lost a couple more along the way, but those who prevailed to the top were rewarded with one of the best views I have ever seen. It truly was spectacular. You could see for miles and miles in all directions. The blissful scene was quick however as we made our way back down to the saddle to meet up with everyone else and we realized that what you go up, you must go down!! Climbing up the boulder field was a challenge and time consuming, but going down it was not easy at all. It was harder. It took us longer than going up. We all fell a few hundred times had moments where if we slipped it was a good 300 feet before we would have stopped! It was crazy. It was taking so long and by the time we got out of the boulder field and down a creek bed that was more rocks, it was about 8 o'clock and we still had about 3 to 4 miles to go! Oh and on top of that, we were all out of water and had been since about 4!! We were all dehydrated, fatigued and ready to be done. However, it was getting dark and we needed to get down quick! We carried on and on, the trail never seemed to get less steep or show signs of ending. Daylight quickly left us and we found ourselves in the dark! Luckily, our good friend Jared who we will forever be in debt too, realizing our situation had started to run down the trail. He past my little brother on the way and stole his car keys and continued running to the bottom, mind you he had hiked all the way to the top an&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHBu4ihCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vfsolD7t7EE/s1600-h/DSCF4081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248882723302573090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHBu4ihCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vfsolD7t7EE/s320/DSCF4081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d was also out of water. He got to the bottom a little after 7:30, took the car to the seven eleven down at the bottom of the canyon. He bought a bunch of gatorades, waters, bananas, and some flashlights and quickly drove back up to the trailhead. He started the hike AGAIN and began to run up the trail to find us. All of us were on the verge of hullicinating, seeing lights and other things. The darkness made our depth perception go crazy making our us stumble and fall even more! Jared, 30 minutes back up the trail past my bro and his friend and gave them a light and some fluid. He then realizing we were still far out began to once again run to find us. He found us just as the it became pitch black and literally could not see anything! He found us and saved our lives. We thought that we had maybe fifteen more minutes to go, but in reality we had over an hour left to the bottom!! It would have taken us three times longer at least had we not had that light! We got back to our car a little after 10:30 at night, thankful to be alive!!! Jared, we love you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHCROD1II/AAAAAAAAAFw/eXPzPSiwDHc/s1600-h/DSCF4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248882732519642242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHCROD1II/AAAAAAAAAFw/eXPzPSiwDHc/s320/DSCF4090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-8791339066739465567?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/8791339066739465567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=8791339066739465567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8791339066739465567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8791339066739465567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/08/death-hike.html' title='Death Hike'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SNfHAPqIE5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pTlfwA0PwKE/s72-c/DSCF4055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-3433733270937989905</id><published>2008-08-17T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:09:13.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SKjY-_5d6yI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AxvSMVATWdM/s1600-h/NEW+YORK+NEW+YORK+179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235673143634160418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SKjY-_5d6yI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AxvSMVATWdM/s320/NEW+YORK+NEW+YORK+179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235673144419913250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SKjY_C0zjiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Rr9QjsrW25E/s320/NEW+YORK+NEW+YORK+181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah BABY! We finally are putting out a new post. I know I know we are excited (mostly because this means everyone will stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hassling&lt;/span&gt; us for not updating our blog). Here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in lies&lt;/span&gt; the problem... so much has happened since the last time we wrote we don't really know where to start. So we will start with today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;... we went to church, took a nap, and now we are watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olympics&lt;/span&gt; and doing laundry. Wow I sure do love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sundays&lt;/span&gt;! Yesterday was pretty cool we went on a hike up to dog lake. We went with Melinda, my(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gina's&lt;/span&gt;) sister and her three dogs. It was a fun hike. Ma's dogs rock, we were a little worried that good ole' Beau, Roxy, and particularly Mac might have some problems making it up the hike but they rocked all 6 miles. So that is the absolute latest and greatest with Ross and Gina. We are going to do a little backtracking in the next few posts, talk about our amazing New York trip, the autism walk(thanks to all those that supported us), trip to San FRAN to welcome back Clayson from the mission, John Mayer concert, 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, animal planets liberty park expo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wakeboarding&lt;/span&gt;, the Fair, breaking dawn (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;holla&lt;/span&gt;!), and the ULCER. Wow that's a lot, hopefully we get to it all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OHH&lt;/span&gt; yeah here's a little taste of the awesomeness... Ross &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;' it our ward luau... we won some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cupholders&lt;/span&gt; for our awesome outfits...and yes I am wearing my mom's moo moo that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure she got in the late 70's as pj's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-3433733270937989905?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/3433733270937989905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=3433733270937989905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/3433733270937989905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/3433733270937989905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-you-believe-it.html' title='CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SKjY-_5d6yI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AxvSMVATWdM/s72-c/NEW+YORK+NEW+YORK+179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-6872370638349767651</id><published>2008-05-13T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T10:37:42.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO MUCH, JUST SO MUCH!</title><content type='html'>So Gina and I are not the greatest at keeping this thing up to date, but for all our readers out there here is just a little taste of what is to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trampolines, foam pits, aerials, NYC, statue of liberty, new jersey, graffiti, projects, largest slice of pizza known to man, city lights, temple, men handing out flyer's, and much much more that I cannot recall.  Just wait till you see some of our pictures, they're the greatest and we have had a great month or so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-6872370638349767651?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/6872370638349767651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=6872370638349767651' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6872370638349767651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/6872370638349767651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-much-just-so-much.html' title='SO MUCH, JUST SO MUCH!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-8816567705690246305</id><published>2008-04-18T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:49.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter at the Blake's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This Easter was just splendid. We spent the morning with mama and papa Quigs, had a nice brunch with them and then it was off to the Blake home. The biggest event of the night of course was the Easter egg hunt. See this is mighty important to Gina because as many of you know, she has not eaten candy or sugar for some three years now, so instead of hunting for the eggs she gets to hide them. This is just as fun if not more for her. Seriously, she almost rented an Easter Bunny costume this year!! I would have paid to see that. Anyway, it was a great day and Gina hid those eggs well. I had to do my part and found one or two of those eggs. I was just one of the boys out on the hunt.  No one ever said that there was an age limit for egg hunting!! I admit to having quite the sweet tooth and I get cranky when I don't get my sugar so its justified. My nephews were lots better at finding the eggs though, they got like three times more candy than I did!! It was great times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlndWOuxwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UNfOlWmssuk/s1600-h/IMGP0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190793799402440450" style="CURSOR: hand" height="246" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlndWOuxwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UNfOlWmssuk/s400/IMGP0311.JPG" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlnc2OuxvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1b3_xMXv3nM/s1600-h/IMGP0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190793790812505842" style="CURSOR: hand" height="252" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlnc2OuxvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1b3_xMXv3nM/s400/IMGP0302.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlncWOuxuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nnf6e9qGLHs/s1600-h/IMGP0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190793782222571234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlncWOuxuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nnf6e9qGLHs/s400/IMGP0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlnbWOuxtI/AAAAAAAAADw/DQQVrnknwA8/s1600-h/IMGP0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190793765042702034" style="CURSOR: hand" height="269" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlnbWOuxtI/AAAAAAAAADw/DQQVrnknwA8/s400/IMGP0291.JPG" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-8816567705690246305?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/8816567705690246305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=8816567705690246305' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8816567705690246305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8816567705690246305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-at-blakes.html' title='Easter at the Blake&apos;s'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/SAlndWOuxwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UNfOlWmssuk/s72-c/IMGP0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-3865478923566387318</id><published>2008-04-08T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:50.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk For Autism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R_viub5LM-I/AAAAAAAAADo/tnNZniEWMDI/s1600-h/First+Pics+on+new+camera+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186988683236684770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R_viub5LM-I/AAAAAAAAADo/tnNZniEWMDI/s320/First+Pics+on+new+camera+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't know how many of you know this but my brother Ryan has autism. He was diagnosed at the age of 3. He is an amazing person who has lived with a very difficult disability. On May 3rd there is a walk for autism that my family is going to participate in. The walk is designed to raise money and awareness for researching autism. If you want to join our team and walk or just make a donation you can go to this website &lt;a href="http://www.walknowforautism.org/utah/team/blake08" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.walknowforautism.org/utah/team/blake08&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are team Blake and would love any support you want to give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-3865478923566387318?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/3865478923566387318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=3865478923566387318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/3865478923566387318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/3865478923566387318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/04/walk-for-autism.html' title='Walk For Autism'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R_viub5LM-I/AAAAAAAAADo/tnNZniEWMDI/s72-c/First+Pics+on+new+camera+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-7687898243774604041</id><published>2008-03-23T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:50.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cWML5LM9I/AAAAAAAAADg/tooPRL9HgxY/s1600-h/gangstas+paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cWML5LM9I/AAAAAAAAADg/tooPRL9HgxY/s320/gangstas+paradise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181134294919885778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been inspired by Amanda's Gansta Paradise entry on her blog, which made me laugh hard, to tell a little story about Ross... This one makes me laugh so hard I cry.  When Ross was in 5th Grade he really liked the song Gansta's Paradise(I hope everyone remembers it, wonderful classic).  Because he liked it so much he wanted to memorize the lyrics, so he wrote them down and his mom found the paper.  Now can you imagine if you found a paper with this written on it by your 11 year old son who lives in white suburbia utah! She had never heard the song and I can just imagine what was going through her mind thinking this came from ross' mind.  OHHH man it makes me laugh, the lyrics are as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death&lt;br /&gt;I take a look at my life  and realise there's none left&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long  that&lt;br /&gt;Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone&lt;br /&gt;But I aint never crossed a  man that didn't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard  of&lt;br /&gt;You better watch how you talking, and where you walking&lt;br /&gt;Or you and your  homies might be lined in chalk&lt;br /&gt;I really hate to trip but I gotta lope&lt;br /&gt;As  they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke ... fool&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kinda G that  little homies want to be like&lt;br /&gt;On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the  street light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's  paradise&lt;br /&gt;They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's  paradise&lt;br /&gt;We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's  paradise&lt;br /&gt;We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's  paradise&lt;br /&gt;e ... &lt;script language="javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- sociallinks(); --&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-7687898243774604041?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/7687898243774604041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=7687898243774604041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/7687898243774604041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/7687898243774604041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-ive-been-inspired-by-amandas-gansta.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cWML5LM9I/AAAAAAAAADg/tooPRL9HgxY/s72-c/gangstas+paradise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-8221565920481430282</id><published>2008-03-23T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:50.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY OFF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cN5r5LM7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hNfdqCqj3GQ/s1600-h/gboard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cN5r5LM7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hNfdqCqj3GQ/s320/gboard2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181125180999283634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cNXL5LM6I/AAAAAAAAADI/YY_tYdOSMMU/s1600-h/gina+boarding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cNXL5LM6I/AAAAAAAAADI/YY_tYdOSMMU/s320/gina+boarding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181124588293796770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cN6b5LM8I/AAAAAAAAADY/t5Mb4TQ52Zw/s1600-h/gboard3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cN6b5LM8I/AAAAAAAAADY/t5Mb4TQ52Zw/s320/gboard3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181125193884185538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats right! I finally got a day off of work Monday and some of my friends from brighton and I went to the canyons! It was great fun and we played all day long.  It was great to know that we wouldn't have to go in to teach a lesson the entire day. Ross was really jealous because he had to work at deer valley that day and didn't get to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-8221565920481430282?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/8221565920481430282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=8221565920481430282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8221565920481430282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/8221565920481430282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-off.html' title='DAY OFF!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R-cN5r5LM7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hNfdqCqj3GQ/s72-c/gboard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-5052547602300159404</id><published>2008-03-06T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:52.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times on the H moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was just sitting here and thinking that if we get to share pictures of the wedding with everyone then we should be able to share pictures from our honeymoon with you all too! Really I just wanted to post something else on our blog but we haven't done anything really cool and I can't stand feeling anxious. Anywho, we went to San Diego on the honeymoon. It was really fun. We stayed at the Bahia Hotel in mission bay and it was just fabulous. Gina'a favorite part was that they had a pool there with a seal in it. No you weren't supposed to go swimming with it but that didn't stop Gina from mingling with Gracie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Ba4WnVpKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h0pIKrHvUVI/s1600-h/R%26G+September+2007+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174735896038450338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Ba4WnVpKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h0pIKrHvUVI/s320/R%26G+September+2007+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gina over the fence playing with Gracie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent some time on the beach playing around in the ocean, but between the cool water temps and our fear of sharks, we didn't spend much time in the water. The sand was fun though, and gina lost this really cool frisbee in the ocean. It was actually really funny. I was like a little kid running frantically chasing after it, but the mercies of ocean were not in my favor that day :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Bcz2nVpMI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ck2g4_htfy0/s1600-h/R%26G+September+2007+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174738017752294594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Bcz2nVpMI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ck2g4_htfy0/s320/R%26G+September+2007+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9BcyGnVpLI/AAAAAAAAACY/yOTpGrL82Go/s1600-h/R%26G+September+2007+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174737987687523506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9BcyGnVpLI/AAAAAAAAACY/yOTpGrL82Go/s320/R%26G+September+2007+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gina had fun burrying me in the sand and making me look like animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went down to Tijuana one day just for kicks so that we could "leave the country" and use our passports. We picked up some really nice things there, real nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9BekWnVpNI/AAAAAAAAACo/JX7GgNz2FiU/s1600-h/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174739950487577810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9BekWnVpNI/AAAAAAAAACo/JX7GgNz2FiU/s320/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This nice man made us a treasure for just a few dollars! Sweet of him, the final product read "Gina and Ross, Tijuana Forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also spent a day in Sea World which was super cool. Gina completely bought into the act at the dolphin show. It was hillarious. They have this lady pretend like she is a mom of this family and she accidently falls into the water with the swimming dolphins. I was dying. We saw all the shows and fell in love with Shamu. SHAMU SHAMU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Bf3GnVpOI/AAAAAAAAACw/27DUoc6iWW4/s1600-h/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174741372121752802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Bf3GnVpOI/AAAAAAAAACw/27DUoc6iWW4/s320/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Bf4WnVpPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/chFmrJ9kBzA/s1600-h/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174741393596589298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Bf4WnVpPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/chFmrJ9kBzA/s320/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gina's favorite part of Sea World actually was paying the quarter to spray the people going along in the rapid ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9BgzWnVpQI/AAAAAAAAADA/HYm-345TuBU/s1600-h/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174742407208871170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9BgzWnVpQI/AAAAAAAAADA/HYm-345TuBU/s320/R%26G+Honeymoon2+%26+repeats+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All and all the time we spent in San Diego was great and we loved every minute of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Ba4WnVpKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h0pIKrHvUVI/s1600-h/R%26G+September+2007+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-5052547602300159404?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/5052547602300159404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=5052547602300159404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/5052547602300159404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/5052547602300159404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-times-on-h-moon.html' title='Good times on the H moon'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R9Ba4WnVpKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h0pIKrHvUVI/s72-c/R%26G+September+2007+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-101099532396041898</id><published>2008-03-02T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:52.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uo0wlzIBI/AAAAAAAAACI/WRoqAWGQ7Ms/s1600-h/March+1,+2008+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173414221315252242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uo0wlzIBI/AAAAAAAAACI/WRoqAWGQ7Ms/s320/March+1,+2008+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uoHQlzIAI/AAAAAAAAACA/iTarI97PJd8/s1600-h/March+1,+2008+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ross was sooo excited to start at the University of Utah! Isn't he cute all decked out in his U gear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-101099532396041898?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/101099532396041898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=101099532396041898' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/101099532396041898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/101099532396041898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uo0wlzIBI/AAAAAAAAACI/WRoqAWGQ7Ms/s72-c/March+1,+2008+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-3314131061092081459</id><published>2008-03-02T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:53.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uNxwlzH7I/AAAAAAAAABY/DwMdkxKhpoY/s1600-h/205-GinaRoss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173384482961694642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uNxwlzH7I/AAAAAAAAABY/DwMdkxKhpoY/s320/205-GinaRoss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ross told me he set this up and I'll be honest I'm pretty excited. I have never done one of these blogs but I'm excited to stay in touch with everyone and to post these attractive pictures of Ross &amp;amp; me. We have been married a little over 4 months... 5 months on St. Patty's Day! We thought it would be nice to post some pictures of our wedding day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173388795108859842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uRswlzH8I/AAAAAAAAABg/5RFnBYDOVzs/s320/148-GinaRoss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-3314131061092081459?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/3314131061092081459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=3314131061092081459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/3314131061092081459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/3314131061092081459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/03/holla-back.html' title='Holla back'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uNxwlzH7I/AAAAAAAAABY/DwMdkxKhpoY/s72-c/205-GinaRoss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-703011000680897012</id><published>2008-03-02T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:53.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uMCwlzH5I/AAAAAAAAABI/UOX1VV65r1s/s1600-h/March+1,+2008+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173382575996215186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uMCwlzH5I/AAAAAAAAABI/UOX1VV65r1s/s320/March+1,+2008+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uMDwlzH6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/72SOl3roTPg/s1600-h/March+1,+2008+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173382593176084386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uMDwlzH6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/72SOl3roTPg/s320/March+1,+2008+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year has been a great year up at the resort and we have been loving every minute of it! It was a slow start but December was the 4th wettest in state history! January and February were awesome too! Gina is quite the snowboarder shredding the gnarr! She has been shreddin' it up all season long. Ross is loving it as well too now that he has his fat skis back. They needed a little repair after hitting a rock or something earlier this season. Wish that we could share all this snow with the rest of you, but we are fine if we have it all to ourselves! See you on the mountain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-703011000680897012?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/703011000680897012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=703011000680897012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/703011000680897012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/703011000680897012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8uMCwlzH5I/AAAAAAAAABI/UOX1VV65r1s/s72-c/March+1,+2008+073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198898291636717489.post-2331896084858141147</id><published>2008-02-28T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:58:35.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!</title><content type='html'>Gina and Ross are officially part of the blogging world! It may be a while before we get pictures and all that good stuff on here, and even more so will it be a while before we update it with current events and pictures but at least we have started right? Ok well that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198898291636717489-2331896084858141147?l=ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/feeds/2331896084858141147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198898291636717489&amp;postID=2331896084858141147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/2331896084858141147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198898291636717489/posts/default/2331896084858141147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginaandrossquigley.blogspot.com/2008/02/yeah.html' title='Yeah!'/><author><name>Gina and Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16406310348601421728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-yixVyMcl38/R8eieAlzH0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/aA2ZWPUShpo/S220/bike2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
