<?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-10203216</id><updated>2012-01-18T08:13:40.584-06:00</updated><category term='David Bicoy'/><category term='Renee Delos Santos'/><category term='Alyssa Bicoy'/><category term='James Bicoy'/><category term='Cari Bicoy'/><category term='Dawn Bicoy'/><category term='Malia Bicoy'/><category term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><category term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category term='Rob Stephenson'/><category term='Bernaldo Bicoy'/><category term='Bernie Bicoy'/><category term='Nalani Bicoy'/><title type='text'>The Nonsensical Travels of Bret &amp; Cari Bicoy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>277</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2273651870174994676</id><published>2012-01-18T08:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:13:05.915-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Now it's Malia's Turn...</title><content type='html'>Now it's Malia's turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMjY4OTU3ODgzODUmcHQ9MTMyNjg5NTc5MDYzMyZwPTE4NTM5MSZkPSZnPTImbz*3N2YzZWFkMDNhMWY*ZTI2ODVj/NjI3OTM4N2Q2MGIxZiZvZj*w.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="song_id=212005&amp;amp;gig_lt=1326895788385&amp;amp;gig_pt=1326895790633&amp;amp;gig_g=2" height="80" src="http://www.muziboo.com/swf/new_embed_player.swf" width="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Malia Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-2273651870174994676?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2273651870174994676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2273651870174994676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2012/01/malia-on-radio.html' title='Now it&apos;s Malia&apos;s Turn...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8655324672110050738</id><published>2012-01-16T16:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:13:40.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Nalani on the Radio!</title><content type='html'>Here's Nalani reciting the pledge of allegiance on the radio stations of &lt;a href="http://www.doorcountydailynews.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Door County Daily News.com&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMjY3NTQzNzM5MjYmcHQ9MTMyNjc1NDQyMjMyMiZwPTE4NTM5MSZkPSZnPTImbz*3N2YzZWFkMDNhMWY*ZTI2ODVj/NjI3OTM4N2Q2MGIxZiZvZj*w.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="song_id=211813&amp;amp;gig_lt=1326754373926&amp;amp;gig_pt=1326754422322&amp;amp;gig_g=2" height="80" src="http://www.muziboo.com/swf/new_embed_player.swf" width="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Nalani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8655324672110050738?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8655324672110050738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8655324672110050738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2012/01/heres-nalani-reciting-pledge-of.html' title='Nalani on the Radio!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2025148590166798944</id><published>2011-12-25T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:31:40.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Christmas Faces!</title><content type='html'>When you have six children, inevitably each of them have different sleeping habits. &amp;nbsp;So the early morning risers get up early on Christmas morning like every morning, but the sleepy heads sleep in as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads to a most interesting picture as the early risers desperately want to know what Santa brought, but they stand around staring because nobody is allowed to touch anything until everyone is up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJbl1-bR1Kk/TvdQ2MGPmOI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/io_VleCxKmc/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJbl1-bR1Kk/TvdQ2MGPmOI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/io_VleCxKmc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malia is a bundle of joy as she opens presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoU7RFP-4Ak/TvdQ3IsOeFI/AAAAAAAAC20/6dz9DKf5sLI/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoU7RFP-4Ak/TvdQ3IsOeFI/AAAAAAAAC20/6dz9DKf5sLI/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when she gets the thing she wanted most - her very own art kit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yX8XfcXlLXk/TvdQ36LsRVI/AAAAAAAAC3M/iF50wO6aQCI/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yX8XfcXlLXk/TvdQ36LsRVI/AAAAAAAAC3M/iF50wO6aQCI/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekoa insisted we start a fire so he could stay warm next to the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, starting a fire in our house means flipping a switch on the wall to turn on the gas. &amp;nbsp;He liked it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nCio4MlP3E/TvdQ2WZg5sI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/Dy6WXTDzcC4/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nCio4MlP3E/TvdQ2WZg5sI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/Dy6WXTDzcC4/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what more can a guy ask for than Star Wars lego stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhjE0jJN-yc/TvdQ3X6LuYI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Yh8TeqoB9Lc/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhjE0jJN-yc/TvdQ3X6LuYI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Yh8TeqoB9Lc/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret Jr. wanted clothes for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, he's 13 and he wants clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we bought him clothes. &amp;nbsp;Look at how excited he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-itI734U6DXw/TvdQ2UxYA4I/AAAAAAAAC2o/O_u3PD16ijg/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-itI734U6DXw/TvdQ2UxYA4I/AAAAAAAAC2o/O_u3PD16ijg/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Christmas spirit was overflowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXiIuOMT2mQ/TvdRNYvZ7yI/AAAAAAAAC3k/1XJB33RCq-Q/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXiIuOMT2mQ/TvdRNYvZ7yI/AAAAAAAAC3k/1XJB33RCq-Q/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement was just unbearable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sck7t0EpoeI/TvdRN2Irz0I/AAAAAAAAC34/WuPW9Pt_yCM/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sck7t0EpoeI/TvdRN2Irz0I/AAAAAAAAC34/WuPW9Pt_yCM/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Christmas list asked for lots of clothes from Aeropostale, and that's a lot of what he got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rZSIIkbwpM/TvdROXh29BI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/lIkTgA_2ieQ/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rZSIIkbwpM/TvdROXh29BI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/lIkTgA_2ieQ/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His older brother David, on the other hand, had some very unusual things on his list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yfIgRfRcrl4/TvdRNG-yoVI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Z-iGiMrTFvQ/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yfIgRfRcrl4/TvdRNG-yoVI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Z-iGiMrTFvQ/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David has some pretty great faces when he opens Christmas presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfVtawA42zU/TvdRNyQlCTI/AAAAAAAAC4I/yBu2Vb9x01U/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfVtawA42zU/TvdRNyQlCTI/AAAAAAAAC4I/yBu2Vb9x01U/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think he'd be an actor with all these faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQRiscQFC0Y/TvdRNoUkKdI/AAAAAAAAC3w/WPebIL8vuhU/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQRiscQFC0Y/TvdRNoUkKdI/AAAAAAAAC3w/WPebIL8vuhU/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm too old to understand the joke, but he really wanted this shirt and he got it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EfDdJ0S-VH4/TvdRbeY1YyI/AAAAAAAAC5c/GvtZhxwIeEw/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EfDdJ0S-VH4/TvdRbeY1YyI/AAAAAAAAC5c/GvtZhxwIeEw/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa is home from the East Coast for Christmas, and she has some good faces of her own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cApUxCfjeH4/TvdRZxgjAjI/AAAAAAAAC4o/zdLbs0vCtHs/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cApUxCfjeH4/TvdRZxgjAjI/AAAAAAAAC4o/zdLbs0vCtHs/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure what her opinion is of this particular gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3XN_vrVX5M/TvdRZyy39zI/AAAAAAAAC48/jqjC8c7Mcbc/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3XN_vrVX5M/TvdRZyy39zI/AAAAAAAAC48/jqjC8c7Mcbc/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to opening gifts, nobody does it quite like Nalani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93n_SUaAJhI/TvdRZgMwiCI/AAAAAAAAC4g/JuaizoyOiF4/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93n_SUaAJhI/TvdRZgMwiCI/AAAAAAAAC4g/JuaizoyOiF4/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take turn opening presents, and Nalani makes everyone wait while shakes every gift, sizes it up - all while she has the most unusual of expressions on her face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POenwUBVoKg/TvdRa4l2DzI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/MmL2ZI7g5Y0/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POenwUBVoKg/TvdRa4l2DzI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/MmL2ZI7g5Y0/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure what she thinks she's going to hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnHojqJfJUo/TvdRa2QZZlI/AAAAAAAAC5E/dRuw8GE1m1o/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnHojqJfJUo/TvdRa2QZZlI/AAAAAAAAC5E/dRuw8GE1m1o/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering which one to open next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eL13X2-0oH8/TvdRwKDMsaI/AAAAAAAAC50/P3e9K8nAEXM/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eL13X2-0oH8/TvdRwKDMsaI/AAAAAAAAC50/P3e9K8nAEXM/s400/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sizing up another present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xufbCbdzbGs/TvdRxXKnEZI/AAAAAAAAC6A/fgR0NJ9Ys6o/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xufbCbdzbGs/TvdRxXKnEZI/AAAAAAAAC6A/fgR0NJ9Ys6o/s400/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her overjoyed excitement when she opens the wrapper and finds a white box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFOPPzdyL1o/TvdRxXA8N5I/AAAAAAAAC6M/XFZ5IVKIyiw/s1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFOPPzdyL1o/TvdRxXA8N5I/AAAAAAAAC6M/XFZ5IVKIyiw/s400/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Nalani for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Christmas presents for the whole family are tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.folkloretheatre.com/"&gt;American Folklore Theatre&lt;/a&gt;'s beloved Guys on Ice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1yve6V5pXw/TvdRyeobKEI/AAAAAAAAC6k/dN6xoYbTOWU/s1600/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1yve6V5pXw/TvdRyeobKEI/AAAAAAAAC6k/dN6xoYbTOWU/s400/22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They play is about a couple of guys who go ice fishing. &amp;nbsp;One of their deep insights into life is that if hell is hot, the heaven must be really cold. &amp;nbsp;And if it's cold in heaven, then there must be ice fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, my kids bought me this terrific book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-38HeemrbTWY/TvdRyBUhUrI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/pDrTHvT1Y2Q/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-38HeemrbTWY/TvdRyBUhUrI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/pDrTHvT1Y2Q/s400/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the 1990s dynasty of the Dallas Cowboys, which most football experts - including broadcaster great Pat Summerall - consider the greatest dynasty ever. &amp;nbsp;It was only the foolishness between Jerry Jones and Jimmy Johnson that kept them from winning 4 or 5 Super Bowls in a row instead of just the 3 in 4 years that they won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great Christmas present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQHLTKcu5Iw/TvdRwN0OPVI/AAAAAAAAC5o/88TiEFc3-5M/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQHLTKcu5Iw/TvdRwN0OPVI/AAAAAAAAC5o/88TiEFc3-5M/s400/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-2025148590166798944?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2025148590166798944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2025148590166798944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-faces.html' title='Christmas Faces!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJbl1-bR1Kk/TvdQ2MGPmOI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/io_VleCxKmc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2561733606356814369</id><published>2011-11-25T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T20:51:10.890-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cari Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Christmas Decorating!</title><content type='html'>It's the day after Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;While that certainly means my wife went shopping at some ridiculous hour this Black Friday morning, it also means we set up for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day began with our annual walk through the woods of the Christmas tree farm to find that perfect tree... and as we like to point out each year... to find it, cut it down and kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we like to stick it in a pot of water for a month to prolong its agonizing death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are decorating this year's victim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAntMWQEdGw/TtBQS7BJ62I/AAAAAAAAC1g/NBcp_bgwJIY/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAntMWQEdGw/TtBQS7BJ62I/AAAAAAAAC1g/NBcp_bgwJIY/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the biggest tree we've ever had. &amp;nbsp;The entryway to our home goes up two stories, so the tree seems tiny even though it's too tall for any single story room in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like the hunter who shot some enormous 16 point buck, our kids wanted to take pictures next to their vegetarian prey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynadjr6AJq0/TtBQTLwprsI/AAAAAAAAC1o/g2AMtFORZ5A/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynadjr6AJq0/TtBQTLwprsI/AAAAAAAAC1o/g2AMtFORZ5A/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit that it looks great all lit up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vs-XTxwenTk/TtBQTe481EI/AAAAAAAAC14/U-7x2Lv1MJU/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vs-XTxwenTk/TtBQTe481EI/AAAAAAAAC14/U-7x2Lv1MJU/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we're not over the top crazy with lights, we do like to do a little something outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hixjtBRXHhs/TtBQT-XOxeI/AAAAAAAAC2A/suOsIAzuH0Y/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hixjtBRXHhs/TtBQT-XOxeI/AAAAAAAAC2A/suOsIAzuH0Y/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-2561733606356814369?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2561733606356814369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2561733606356814369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-decorating.html' title='Christmas Decorating!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAntMWQEdGw/TtBQS7BJ62I/AAAAAAAAC1g/NBcp_bgwJIY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8595537886557484957</id><published>2011-11-14T21:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:51:53.242-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Sturgeon Bay Beats Algoma!</title><content type='html'>The Sturgeon Bay Clippers (in white) finish their epic comeback against Algoma. &amp;nbsp;Well, as epic as a 7th grade basketball game can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret Jr. is #35, and he's on the bottom right on the screen setting up to rebound as the video begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JdUvMtVhu0o?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Clippers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8595537886557484957?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8595537886557484957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8595537886557484957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/11/sturgeon-bay-beats-algoma.html' title='Sturgeon Bay Beats Algoma!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JdUvMtVhu0o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2382187791107299016</id><published>2011-10-07T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T06:48:00.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>She's Leaving Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WVuGVVdolk4?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's going to rain today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-2382187791107299016?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2382187791107299016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2382187791107299016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/10/shes-leaving-home.html' title='She&apos;s Leaving Home'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WVuGVVdolk4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3252469518912105360</id><published>2011-09-18T10:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:38:02.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Kekoa's Ready for Some Football!</title><content type='html'>Football is back! &amp;nbsp;And Kekoa is playing more this year than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's #22 - and lines up at wing on the offense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3-2akMJh6I/TnYONlv-HxI/AAAAAAAAC04/EixcWE573sw/s1600/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3-2akMJh6I/TnYONlv-HxI/AAAAAAAAC04/EixcWE573sw/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On defense he is now the starting safety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJLPbdGHOz0/TnYOLcEPMyI/AAAAAAAAC0w/pLKZQOnVBwc/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJLPbdGHOz0/TnYOLcEPMyI/AAAAAAAAC0w/pLKZQOnVBwc/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekoa's a little smaller than most of the kids. &amp;nbsp;So when he makes a tackle, he has to throw his whole body into it. &amp;nbsp;Here is a series of images of Kekoa helping to bring down the running back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5Yh3f0gvEs/TnYPZnovExI/AAAAAAAAC1A/sZm8g6kiat8/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5Yh3f0gvEs/TnYPZnovExI/AAAAAAAAC1A/sZm8g6kiat8/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkWoxY_i1kU/TnYPZ8nb1-I/AAAAAAAAC1I/nz0MyeCrjKM/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkWoxY_i1kU/TnYPZ8nb1-I/AAAAAAAAC1I/nz0MyeCrjKM/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdnsyFM42Rc/TnYPaCUBroI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/XWejCPGC4nM/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdnsyFM42Rc/TnYPaCUBroI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/XWejCPGC4nM/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ_klKPEELk/TnYPamCC4rI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/RLzOj4TZh24/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ_klKPEELk/TnYPamCC4rI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/RLzOj4TZh24/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally he ends up at the bottom of the pile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Kekoa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3252469518912105360?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3252469518912105360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3252469518912105360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/09/kekoas-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Kekoa&apos;s Ready for Some Football!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3-2akMJh6I/TnYONlv-HxI/AAAAAAAAC04/EixcWE573sw/s72-c/DSC_0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-7463042728056755091</id><published>2011-08-31T22:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:45:23.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><title type='text'>He's Got Marty Feldman Eyes...</title><content type='html'>Here is my son David's newest video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D9PhZGr6QCQ?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think of that 1980's classic, &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/q3vtk7hd2XI"&gt;She's Got Marty Feldman Eyes&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-7463042728056755091?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7463042728056755091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7463042728056755091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/08/hes-got-marty-feldman-eyes.html' title='He&apos;s Got Marty Feldman Eyes...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D9PhZGr6QCQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6559599225568765645</id><published>2011-07-27T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T13:55:08.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><title type='text'>"Home Alone" - starring David Bicoy</title><content type='html'>Our son David was home alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WXy2Uq5dNqc?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6559599225568765645?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6559599225568765645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6559599225568765645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/07/home-alone-starring-david-bicoy.html' title='&quot;Home Alone&quot; - starring David Bicoy'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WXy2Uq5dNqc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-5934701461889832806</id><published>2011-07-03T20:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:38:29.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Fire Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some kids roast marshmellows around the fire.&amp;nbsp; Other kids make smores.&amp;nbsp; Apparently Bicoy kids dance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy fourth of July!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wU9e6CpzRbs/ThEYqX8QU6I/AAAAAAAAC0g/O7wQKTl3qto/IMAG0221.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fKCYSBCUlc8/ThEYrVagi_I/AAAAAAAAC0k/IkeiU3WZdIs/IMAG0220.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yGqpSHZyg0Y/ThEYsvb0NvI/AAAAAAAAC0o/9-UDg8IaQeA/IMAG0222.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-5934701461889832806?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5934701461889832806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5934701461889832806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/07/fire-dancing.html' title='Fire Dancing'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wU9e6CpzRbs/ThEYqX8QU6I/AAAAAAAAC0g/O7wQKTl3qto/s72-c/IMAG0221.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-202000332092128593</id><published>2011-06-24T17:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T09:32:02.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Nalani Sings at Sea</title><content type='html'>We bought a sailboat so we could have some peace and quiet at sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, Nalani uses the quiet as an opportunity to sing us another one of her original songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dsbzMfK4Is8?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Nalani!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-202000332092128593?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/202000332092128593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/202000332092128593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/06/nalani-sings-at-sea.html' title='Nalani Sings at Sea'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dsbzMfK4Is8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-7766001530069903591</id><published>2011-06-17T21:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:05:58.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Nerd Plays Basketball</title><content type='html'>An original video by my son David, starring David and his younger brother Bret Jr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1GXSgkoKPQY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-7766001530069903591?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7766001530069903591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7766001530069903591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/06/nerd-plays-basketball.html' title='Nerd Plays Basketball'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1GXSgkoKPQY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2808647381731807494</id><published>2011-06-12T15:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T09:36:25.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Nalani &amp; Malia on Broadway (or at least Third Avenue)</title><content type='html'>We had several errands to run today, so Nalani and Malia spent the time in the car composing their own Broadway tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, they asked if we could drive down Third Avenue in Sturgeon Bay (a street usually populated with tourists this time of year) so they could roll down the windows and sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here they are, Nalani &amp;amp; Malia, singing their original songs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XS6ing5YxRQ?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day in Door County!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-2808647381731807494?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2808647381731807494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2808647381731807494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/06/nalani-malia-on-broadway-or-at-least.html' title='Nalani &amp; Malia on Broadway (or at least Third Avenue)'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XS6ing5YxRQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-5121831219096760991</id><published>2011-05-10T21:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:25:05.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Who Needs Football or Basketball?</title><content type='html'>Okay, maybe running in a circle isn't quite as much fun to watch as football or basketball, but it was nice to see our middle son at today's track meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret Jr. runs the 400 meter dash and the 800 meter race.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finished 4th in the 400 meter dash.  And here are the highlights of his 800 meter run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NFZuz24DoO4?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finished third, which is really good considering that Bret has never been a runner before this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after his races, he is pretty worn out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e43l7-oI6w/Tcnyv82iYLI/AAAAAAAAC0U/uVcZ9KXGLQ0/s1600/IMAG0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e43l7-oI6w/Tcnyv82iYLI/AAAAAAAAC0U/uVcZ9KXGLQ0/s400/IMAG0157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Bret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-5121831219096760991?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5121831219096760991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5121831219096760991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-needs-football-or-basketball.html' title='Who Needs Football or Basketball?'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NFZuz24DoO4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3319558315288185684</id><published>2011-05-01T16:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:08:30.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Kekoa is a Star!</title><content type='html'>Our kids were asked to participate in a political commercial for their grandfather - which they were all happy to do (but unfortunately, Alyssa had to work). &amp;nbsp;Their roles consisted of sitting on a couch with their grandpa as he read them a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the director really liked Kekoa and asked if he would be willing to do a few more lines as a closeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is, standing before the crew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt4YMGjEY68/Tb3M_bUZavI/AAAAAAAAC0M/efcZuVz6ik4/s1600/IMAG0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt4YMGjEY68/Tb3M_bUZavI/AAAAAAAAC0M/efcZuVz6ik4/s400/IMAG0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, his brothers gave him a bit of grief as the the lady in blue applied more makeup on Kekoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qARCO1nAyI/Tb3M-y74OjI/AAAAAAAAC0E/LMrp1-XA2Dk/s1600/IMAG0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qARCO1nAyI/Tb3M-y74OjI/AAAAAAAAC0E/LMrp1-XA2Dk/s400/IMAG0095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, no matter what his brothers say, Kekoa was a star today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/capc6Iypgpc?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Kekoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3319558315288185684?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3319558315288185684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3319558315288185684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/05/kekoa-is-star.html' title='Kekoa is a Star!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt4YMGjEY68/Tb3M_bUZavI/AAAAAAAAC0M/efcZuVz6ik4/s72-c/IMAG0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-185445126448563650</id><published>2011-04-25T10:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:46:41.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><title type='text'>David Gets a Haircut</title><content type='html'>Finally, after more than a year, our oldest son David decided to get a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he didn't trust anyone to do it but himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ce0z_LyKf3M/Tb2DXJ6Y1OI/AAAAAAAACz0/dt8gVj6YkLw/s1600/Haircut%2B02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ce0z_LyKf3M/Tb2DXJ6Y1OI/AAAAAAAACz0/dt8gVj6YkLw/s400/Haircut%2B02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here was the outcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBmbGPdcF0Q/Tb2BhbIeeRI/AAAAAAAACzs/6eZaErWAo9s/s1600/David%2B2011-04-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBmbGPdcF0Q/Tb2BhbIeeRI/AAAAAAAACzs/6eZaErWAo9s/s400/David%2B2011-04-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while there, it was looking like we had four daughters - but no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-185445126448563650?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/185445126448563650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/185445126448563650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/04/david-gets-haircut.html' title='David Gets a Haircut'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ce0z_LyKf3M/Tb2DXJ6Y1OI/AAAAAAAACz0/dt8gVj6YkLw/s72-c/Haircut%2B02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1038384389365598816</id><published>2011-04-01T21:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:50:00.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Bret Loves Pi</title><content type='html'>On April 1st, the bookstore on 3rd Avenue - "Untitled" - posted an unusual challenge on their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Untitled-Used-Rare-Books-Maps-and-Ephemera/187500311277250"&gt;Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today and today only, we at "Untitled" will be giving away a $100 gift certificate to any customer today who can come in and recite the correct sequence of pi to the 100th decimal point. &amp;nbsp;Come on down and have some pi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it was meant to be an April Fool's joke. Who in their right mind could memorize 100 digits of pi before the day was over?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently my son Bret Jr. isn't of his right mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret's teacher had challenged him to memorize 50 digits of pi in March. He spent two weeks doing it, but eventually he memorized the 50 digits - by far the most of anyone in his class! But that was as far as he thought he could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Alyssa noticed the joke/challenge on Facebook on April Fool's Day - and pushed her brother to see if he could memorize the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he spent about 4 hours working on it, and we went to the store about 15 minutes before it closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And much to the incredible surprise of the bookstore owner, my son recited all 100 digits of pi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so impressed that he gave Bret the $100 gift certificate even thought it was supposed to be a joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ErSrk3650U/Tb3M24flPKI/AAAAAAAACz8/iF3li47g5lU/s1600/IMAG0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ErSrk3650U/Tb3M24flPKI/AAAAAAAACz8/iF3li47g5lU/s400/IMAG0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Bret!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1038384389365598816?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1038384389365598816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1038384389365598816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/04/bret-loves-pi.html' title='Bret Loves Pi'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ErSrk3650U/Tb3M24flPKI/AAAAAAAACz8/iF3li47g5lU/s72-c/IMAG0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-9156006570581839221</id><published>2011-03-24T21:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:51:05.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernaldo Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernie Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandpa Bernie!</title><content type='html'>A birthday video for Grandpa upon his 88th birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KpNJLeW9OMw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-9156006570581839221?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/9156006570581839221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/9156006570581839221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-grandpa-bernie.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandpa Bernie!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KpNJLeW9OMw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-4271357864055283972</id><published>2011-03-23T09:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T09:51:06.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Springtime for Children in Door County!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's springtime for children in Door County!  Okay, maybe that's not quite a Mel Brooks song, but it does mean it's time for spring concerts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are few communities in the country that celebrate the arts more than Door County, so it's not surprising that we have very elaborate music and art programs. Here are the highlights of the concerts from three of our kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The first is Malia's performance. Here are the 1st graders doing a tribute to Appalachian folk songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G3F-2H2-wHg?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our elementary schools in Sturgeon Bay are separated by grade. 1st &amp;amp; 2nd grade go to Sawyer Elementary, 3rd, 4th &amp;amp; 5th go to Sunrise Elementary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This means that Nalani goes to a different elementary school than Malia - but they sang the same songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is the third grade also singing a collection of Appalachian folk songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wqDPT8Pj3LU?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And finally, we have Kekoa and the 5th graders. They decided to be hippies for a day - complete with tie dyed shirts of their own design...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Za2K70U2s98?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Springtime in Door County!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-4271357864055283972?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4271357864055283972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4271357864055283972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/03/springtime-for-children-in-door-county.html' title='Springtime for Children in Door County!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/G3F-2H2-wHg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-223676379520266473</id><published>2011-03-21T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:13:58.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Plays &amp; Performances Abound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bret Jr.'s basketball tournaments have been eating up a lot of our time - but there's also all the stuff that our other kids do on the side.&amp;nbsp; For instance, David served as the co-host of the Sturgeon Bay Middle School Arts Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a compilation of videos of my son introducing the acts along with his friend Charles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jzIuykev5Vw?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, everyone thought we were nuts. I was the only guy in the room who'd pick up the video camera to film the guys who introduce the acts - only to put the camera down once the acts began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last week we also attended the Destination Imagination performances of a couple of our kids. For the uninitiated, Destination Imagination (or "DI" as it's known) is a program in which kids have to perform a challenge in the context of a skit they write for themselves. They practice this for several weeks before performing it before an audience and a panel of judges the day of the DI Tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bret Jr., Kekoa and Nalani all participated in the program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Unfortunately, Nalani and Bret Jr.'s performances were scheduled for the same time in different rooms. Cari was one of the coaches of Nalani's team, so I went to see Bret Jr.'s peformance on the day of the tournament while Cari stayed with Nalani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I wanted to see Nalani's skit, so I attended her final practice which her team put on before her classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a video of the final practice of Nalani's 3rd grade team. Early on, Nalani plays the role of the Fruit Queen - sending her troops to battle the evil Candy Soldiers. Later, all the girls are Cheesehead Aliens and they walk with a strange walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey, it's an original skit written by 3rd graders...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LXZ-_Lbuxxc?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kekoa's 5th grade team did a nice job as well. The story revolves around a dream of a "dumb nerd," played by my son Kekoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SJ6P4TxB8Fc?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bret Jr. also participated on a 6th grade team, but he asked his mother not to post the video online. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-223676379520266473?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/223676379520266473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/223676379520266473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/03/plays-performances-abound.html' title='Plays &amp; Performances Abound'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jzIuykev5Vw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3085880475256951807</id><published>2011-03-02T18:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:19:59.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I came home today and discovered stacks and stacks of Girl Scout cookies.&amp;nbsp; The garage smells wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TW7lbjTXckI/AAAAAAAACzc/PAcG87WJC8Y/IMAG0058.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was going to dig in, but Cari (the troop leader) wouldn't let me.&amp;nbsp; Something about other people already paying for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Evil temptress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3085880475256951807?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3085880475256951807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3085880475256951807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/03/mmmmmmmmmmmmm.html' title='Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TW7lbjTXckI/AAAAAAAACzc/PAcG87WJC8Y/s72-c/IMAG0058.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3947522507101539429</id><published>2011-02-16T20:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:36:31.588-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>A School Board Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last week we received a letter from the Sturgeon Bay School District, requesting that we bring our middle son, Bret Jr., to a School Board meeting this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sounds like fun, doesn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Actually, it wasn't bad news, it was good news. Here is Bret&amp;nbsp;being recognized by the the Superintendent and the School Board...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbqC9ms08Q4/TVyHVbOSEbI/AAAAAAAACys/DKt-MDpb9u8/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1BRzAwMjUuanBn%253F%253D-787439"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574479240932495794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbqC9ms08Q4/TVyHVbOSEbI/AAAAAAAACys/DKt-MDpb9u8/s400/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1BRzAwMjUuanBn%253F%253D-787439" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They presented him with this certificate "in recognition of your oustanding effort to help our district and students."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5CEZRNQ6QqY/TVyDuqO970I/AAAAAAAACyk/b7dDQJXJm40/s1600/img030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5CEZRNQ6QqY/TVyDuqO970I/AAAAAAAACyk/b7dDQJXJm40/s400/img030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is the text of the citation:&amp;nbsp; "Bret Bicoy is a dependable student and is dedicated to exemplifying responsibility, positive attitude, and open-mindedness.&amp;nbsp; He has proven to be a thoughtful member of our school, and motivates his fellow classmates to try new things by simply being himself.&amp;nbsp; It has been a pleasure working with Bret so far this year and we look forward to watching his success."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Feel free to send accolades to Cari and&amp;nbsp;me as his parents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3947522507101539429?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3947522507101539429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3947522507101539429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/02/school-board-adventure.html' title='A School Board Adventure'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbqC9ms08Q4/TVyHVbOSEbI/AAAAAAAACys/DKt-MDpb9u8/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1BRzAwMjUuanBn%253F%253D-787439' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1166106749906750276</id><published>2011-02-08T20:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:13:12.873-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cari Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Wife, Mother of 6, and Straight A Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We received this letter earlier this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TVH7tC06FeI/AAAAAAAACyc/CaXKWE2xmP4/s1600/Cari%2BUWGB%2BFall%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TVH7tC06FeI/AAAAAAAACyc/CaXKWE2xmP4/s400/Cari%2BUWGB%2BFall%2B2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, my wife, mother to 6 children, just received "highest honors" for her perfect 4.0 grade point average in her first semester back in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My kids are mad because if their mommy gets straight A's and can still be a mom to six children, those six children have no excuse for not doing the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1166106749906750276?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1166106749906750276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1166106749906750276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/02/wife-mother-of-6-and-straight-student.html' title='Wife, Mother of 6, and Straight A Student'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TVH7tC06FeI/AAAAAAAACyc/CaXKWE2xmP4/s72-c/Cari%2BUWGB%2BFall%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3543894384791439423</id><published>2011-01-30T22:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:27:10.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><title type='text'>David Discovers You Tube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My teenage son David has learned to use You Tube.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of his recently posted videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;First, his Star Trek transporter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/exEE7z48H2I?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then there's his attempt at magic using his little sisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TdZYXFoMspE?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And finally, his first longer video...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_LkphkrBIr8?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He may seem quiet, but clearly he is my son - and a true Bicoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3543894384791439423?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3543894384791439423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3543894384791439423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/01/david-discovers-you-tube.html' title='David Discovers You Tube'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/exEE7z48H2I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-728205308504675445</id><published>2011-01-29T08:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:01:27.712-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Two GREAT Basketball Seasons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This week marked the final games for our sons' Sturgeon Bay Clippers 5th and 6th grade basketball teams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, it's a bit sad to see the season end, but I will admit that my rear end won't miss sitting on a bleacher for 3 hours at a stretch a couple of nights a week.&amp;nbsp; Put two basketball games back to back, and it's 3 hours, folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's our middle son Bret Jr. - the 6th grader - finishing up what he does best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQZ_wNpGFI/AAAAAAAACxs/e7TFNyvOazc/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQZ_wNpGFI/AAAAAAAACxs/e7TFNyvOazc/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He just grabbed another rebound and is making the outlet pass.&amp;nbsp; His coach says that Bret Jr. is the best rebounder on the team.&amp;nbsp; He's not the tallest kid in class, although he certainly is among them.&amp;nbsp; What makes Bret Jr. a great rebounder is how he uses his defensive tackle of a body to get position - and he knows how to time his jumps well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, he is a Bicoy, so when he takes a shot, you know it has to be done with an over-exaggerated sense of style.&amp;nbsp; Look at how he finishes his free throws...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQaAIvZg8I/AAAAAAAACx0/aMF1lMq5Idk/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But for me, probably the coolest thing about his team is that in Door County, Wisconsin, there are three Filipinos on it - including the guy who is clearly the best player on the team (#51 above and below)!&amp;nbsp; Okay, maybe Bret's Filipino blood has been diluted a bit, but it's still in there somewhere.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And of the Filipinos on the team, two of them are the starters - #51 below and Bret Jr. (in the glasses) walking next to him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQaAVu9sCI/AAAAAAAACx8/uFz-MO9tzYw/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQaAVu9sCI/AAAAAAAACx8/uFz-MO9tzYw/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is Wisconsin, the land of milk and meat and tall Scandinavian giants - and two Filipino boys are starters on the basketball team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are no playoffs at this level of basketball, but Bret's 6th grade team finished with a terrific 12-3 record for the season.&amp;nbsp; Congratulations boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our 5th grade son Kekoa isn't a starter on his team, and his skills are still developing, but he is probably the most tenacious defender they have.&amp;nbsp; This boy doesn't know how to stop running and he never, ever quits.&amp;nbsp; Here he is getting ready to take a shot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQZ_TQukcI/AAAAAAAACxk/YVSCyjkO_4M/s1600/DSC_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQZ_TQukcI/AAAAAAAACxk/YVSCyjkO_4M/s400/DSC_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The 5th Grade Sturgeon Bay Clippers played a few more games than their 6th grade counterparts - and they were perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, Kekoa's team finished with a absolutely perfect 17-0 record.&amp;nbsp; These boys were amazing - and I must say that their coach is the best coach of kids this age I've ever seen.&amp;nbsp; Our boys had some talent, but there was no truly exceptional player on the team like there was with Bret Jr.'s.&amp;nbsp; Kekoa's team was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;just taught the fundamentals of basketball really well and every boy was coached to make good decisions on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bravo coaches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQbjTu7TwI/AAAAAAAACyE/mZNNd9_ri98/s1600/DSC_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQbjTu7TwI/AAAAAAAACyE/mZNNd9_ri98/s400/DSC_0698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kekoa's was a disciplined team, but since they finished the season with a perfect record, the coaches let them get a little goofy for their final picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQbjkgRgRI/AAAAAAAACyM/5E04imqixww/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQbjkgRgRI/AAAAAAAACyM/5E04imqixww/s400/DSC_0721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Congratulations to both our sons on two great basketball seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-728205308504675445?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/728205308504675445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/728205308504675445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2011/01/two-great-basketball-seasons.html' title='Two GREAT Basketball Seasons!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TUQZ_wNpGFI/AAAAAAAACxs/e7TFNyvOazc/s72-c/DSC_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-5860225333383676771</id><published>2010-12-21T23:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:19:05.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Free Throws and Rebounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Earlier this evening marked our final basketball game for a few weeks as the kids head into winter break. And boy, it was a fun way to begin their short basketball hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let's begin with Kekoa's 5th grade basketball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we've said before, Kekoa has more endurance than anyone you'll ever meet, but the reality is that he's one of the smaller and skinnier boys in his class (he obviously doesn't get the skinny gene from me!). He moves well and can make his layups as he sprints to the basket, but he's had problems with his free throws in practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of his size, he has to put his whole body into the free throw - and even then, it's hard for him to get those shots to drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But up to now it's hasn't been an issue because he hasn't been fouled. That all changed earlier this evening. Kekoa made a nice rebound and tried to get off a shot, but he was fouled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to the free throw line he went. And boy did this young man give it his all.  I captured the whole sequene on video, but my phone was acting goofy so I apologize for the jerkiness of the video.  Normally my beautiful &lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/06/coolest-mobile-phone-ever.html"&gt;HTC Evo&lt;/a&gt; takes much better videos in full high definition, but I was having problems yesterday installing an Android upgrade on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, watch how Kekoa uses his entire body to propel the ball toward the basket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJxv_0J0nJo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJxv_0J0nJo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so excited for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the 5th graders were done, out came Bret Jr.'s 6th grade team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret hit the very first basket of the game, but scoring isn't his focus. Bret is a rebounding machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a defensive tackle in football and he uses that body to pound for position. He's also developed a good sense on knowing when to jump for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you'll see on this little clip, he is also becoming a good passer from under the basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch him dish out a nice pass after the first rebound to set up a shot (which the shooter missed) - but it's the pass after the second rebound which is simply extraordinary. As he's coming down with the ball, he turns and dishes it off in one continuous motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear me gasping with enthusiasm after that pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9I5nZMCr9yg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9I5nZMCr9yg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next game is on January 3rd. Darn that Christmas. It's getting in the way of our son's basketball games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-5860225333383676771?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5860225333383676771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5860225333383676771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/12/free-throws-and-rebounds.html' title='Free Throws and Rebounds'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1284688515076748385</id><published>2010-12-18T15:10:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:03:06.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Our Annual Hunt for a Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We're a bit late this year, but we finally set out on our annual hunt for a Christmas Tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jXiTjqoI/AAAAAAAACwI/27vfeNK01Ow/s1600/IMAG0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jXiTjqoI/AAAAAAAACwI/27vfeNK01Ow/s400/IMAG0308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried to bribe the kids by saying we could order pizza if we didn't have to trudge through the snow to find a tree. Alyssa had no interest either way. The boys immediately picked the pizza option. And typically, Nalani wanted to hold out for a better deal. She said she'd skip the tree if should could have pizza every day for a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the Christmas spirit is alive and well in at least one of our children. Malia wasn't going to give in for anything. She wanted a Christmas tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jXjerRoI/AAAAAAAACwQ/DnMOk7aSEpo/s1600/IMAG0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jXjerRoI/AAAAAAAACwQ/DnMOk7aSEpo/s400/IMAG0311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;As we were walking through the trees, I realized that the boys are now old enough to do things like cook dinner and mow the lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So aren't they old enough to handle a saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought so. And thus here is what I did when we found the perfect tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jYh-1K3I/AAAAAAAACwg/JURe0R2sPHw/s1600/IMAG0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jYh-1K3I/AAAAAAAACwg/JURe0R2sPHw/s400/IMAG0328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;As Bret Jr. started sawing away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jYJX1LTI/AAAAAAAACwY/sIYOKB_RRSU/s1600/IMAG0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jYJX1LTI/AAAAAAAACwY/sIYOKB_RRSU/s400/IMAG0321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's really rather hard to cut down a Christmas Tree because you're cutting it right at the bottom of the trunk - about two or three inches off the ground. It's an awkward way to cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But Kekoa took his turn with the saw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmKyYP5I/AAAAAAAACwo/FztdYsQqUGw/s1600/IMAG0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmKyYP5I/AAAAAAAACwo/FztdYsQqUGw/s400/IMAG0322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And finally David laid down in the snow and gave it a try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmYXbePI/AAAAAAAACww/CHAEDe7xsx4/s1600/IMAG0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmYXbePI/AAAAAAAACww/CHAEDe7xsx4/s400/IMAG0324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is how it was supposed to go in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmnf8DNI/AAAAAAAACw4/rfFCJmzLLQE/s1600/IMAG0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmnf8DNI/AAAAAAAACw4/rfFCJmzLLQE/s400/IMAG0326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me lying there while my boys were cutting away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alas, it was not to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;After a long while of little actual cutting, Cari pointed out that our boys are apparently girly men (where are Hanz and Franz when you need them), so guess who had to chop the tree down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmxq0R1I/AAAAAAAACxA/5PUkmb6omhc/s1600/IMAG0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jmxq0R1I/AAAAAAAACxA/5PUkmb6omhc/s400/IMAG0331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I did manage to cut down the tree, but then we had to carry it to the van...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0j4_KaCYI/AAAAAAAACxI/-Z4Kjim8G8g/s1600/IMAG0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0j4_KaCYI/AAAAAAAACxI/-Z4Kjim8G8g/s400/IMAG0334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at this next picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0j4-swTaI/AAAAAAAACxQ/GM7WOw5nNgs/s1600/Daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0j4-swTaI/AAAAAAAACxQ/GM7WOw5nNgs/s400/Daddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not on my knees - the snow was up to my knees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0mUcovgFI/AAAAAAAACxY/kCdwpxcJXl0/s1600/IMAG0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0mUcovgFI/AAAAAAAACxY/kCdwpxcJXl0/s400/IMAG0301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another holiday tradition for our family. We walked through the woods until we found a perfect, beautiful and healthy tree that symbolized the very spirit of Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we chopped it down and killed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually, it's still alive. It's sitting in our living room, taking small drinks of water, dying a slow and painful death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1284688515076748385?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1284688515076748385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1284688515076748385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-annual-hunt-for-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Annual Hunt for a Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TQ0jXiTjqoI/AAAAAAAACwI/27vfeNK01Ow/s72-c/IMAG0308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-512380923258390898</id><published>2010-12-11T16:31:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:30:26.128-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Magyar the Hun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If our son David ever becomes a famous actor it will be the result of having never taken a class to learn French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's obvious, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good campuses in the University of Wisconsin system typically require students to have completed 3 years of a foreign language before they'll be considered for admission. David started 8th grade this year and he was about to begin work on learning a different language. He had his heart set on French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the Sturgeon Bay School District decided to end the French language program to save money. As a protest, David refused to take any second language this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But he had to take something in that hour, which meant band or choir - which was just not going to happen. So David took a class called Allied Arts. It is a program that takes different disciplines and combines them into one program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David was in the Arts class - which is right up his alley. There is a Music and Choir class, which is about music, obviously. There's Family and Consumer Education, which is basically the old home economics. And finally there's the Tech Class, which builds things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What's the one activity that combines all these disciplines? A musical, of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year the Allied Arts program brought together these four classes to put on a performance of Disney's Mulan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David figured his Arts class would be involved in the creation of the artwork which decorated the sets. And he was right. David painted a dragon and created a silk drape with different dyes and patterns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What he didn't expect is that beyond the art design part of the musical, he would also be required to get up on stage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now David is quite a talented entertainer in many ways (like juggling or magic), but he's not exactly comfortable having to talk in front of an audience on stage. In fact, there are few things I can think of that he would be LESS likely to do than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But David did it. And he loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;These weren't huge roles, but they put him right out there and he had a grand old time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's the opening sequence of the musical. David is one of the villagers on the left side of the screen (he's marked so you'll see him easily when he comes into the picture)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rX-wbUJ020?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rX-wbUJ020?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We sat on the left side of the very front row, so David could see us very well. I loved how in the video he couldn't help but smile when he first saw us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In addition to being a part of the chorus of villagers, David also was one of the three really bad guys in the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David played the role of Magyar the Hun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IaUcBSP1tC8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IaUcBSP1tC8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's more of those evil Huns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jz0BVwel4UI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jz0BVwel4UI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, here's the finale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtOvcmr6puA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtOvcmr6puA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Frankly, the entire thing was amazing. Remember, these are 8th grade students who made every costume, built the sets, and did all the art design. And then they were also the actors and singers in the musical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you consider that, you have to be absolutely amazed with the Allied Arts program. Bravo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And congratulations to David for stepping outside his comfort zone and discovered talents he never knew he had! But he still needs a haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-512380923258390898?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/512380923258390898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/512380923258390898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/12/magyar-hun.html' title='Magyar the Hun'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-766945319197653881</id><published>2010-12-07T20:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:36:04.454-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Kekoa's First Basket!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our youngest son Kekoa is a great kid. His teacher told us that he's among the brightest children he's ever taught. His counselor says that he is far more insightful into people's feelings than most kids. He's just a great kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he's small and very skinny. There's nothing wrong with that (I wish I was as skinny as him!), but when it comes to basketball, being by far the shortest kid on your 5th grade team is a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you have to feel good about this young man. He may be small, but he wants to play basketball and he's going to give it his all. Kekoa is trying to live up to his middle name which he gets from his Uncle, my brother James, who was quite the basketball player! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa's season just started this week, but tonight Kekoa made his first basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone went nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0EbQ-qWtbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0EbQ-qWtbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(note, it's easier to see if you expand the video to full screen - press the expand button at the bottom right corner of the video box above)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love how his friend Jared #34 (and the tallest kid on the team) jumps off the bench and lifts Kekoa up - and how everyone is patting him on the head and shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret Jr.'s sixth grade team would play after Kekoa's game. Bret was the starting center for his team tonight - so you know he's a lot taller than his brother. Bret's team was sitting below us in the stands waiting for their game so in the background you can hear some of the 6th graders celebrating with Bret over his little brother's first basket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret had a good game as well - he had multiple rebounds and a couple of points - and we're happy for Bret Jr. But tonight was really special for Kekoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Go Clippers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-766945319197653881?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/766945319197653881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/766945319197653881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/12/kekoas-first-basket.html' title='Kekoa&apos;s First Basket!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6679839105758306414</id><published>2010-11-20T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:36:18.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Malia and Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our youngest loves Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So here is Malia, dancing along with her favorite songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooYy4ybwSVU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooYy4ybwSVU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another short clip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQrmi2NqAw8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQrmi2NqAw8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Filipino genes are alive and well in this little girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6679839105758306414?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6679839105758306414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6679839105758306414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/11/malia-and-michael-jackson.html' title='Malia and Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-947823681609927117</id><published>2010-11-04T06:43:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:36:55.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>From Basketball &amp; Birthdays to Hurling Leaves &amp; Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While Bret Jr. and Kekoa were spending their afternoons at football practice, Nalani was learning the fundamentals of a sport of her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is Nalani the basketball player...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NSDH4oI/AAAAAAAACug/ZZ5SERb6N5U/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NSDH4oI/AAAAAAAACug/ZZ5SERb6N5U/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What she lacks in shooting ability she makes up with in sheer intimidation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at this girl try to psych out her opponent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NpEdurI/AAAAAAAACuo/nQlseylMzzw/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NpEdurI/AAAAAAAACuo/nQlseylMzzw/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, it's hard to seem menacing if during the game you keep chewing on your hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_N1H2yFI/AAAAAAAACuw/MHFO2Oj9Cdo/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_N1H2yFI/AAAAAAAACuw/MHFO2Oj9Cdo/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We also recently celebrated the birthdays of two of our kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;First up was Bret Jr., who had a birthday party the same time as his cousin Tyler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NBI_RXI/AAAAAAAACuY/AkSglmiqSuw/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NBI_RXI/AAAAAAAACuY/AkSglmiqSuw/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tyler's little sister Analeigh was also there, hanging out with Alyssa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_vPATy3I/AAAAAAAACu4/ZcOBWSKXniE/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_vPATy3I/AAAAAAAACu4/ZcOBWSKXniE/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While the presents were being opened, David occupied himself with other things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_vRrZ6DI/AAAAAAAACvA/10H2w4ag31E/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_vRrZ6DI/AAAAAAAACvA/10H2w4ag31E/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret Jr.'s big birthday gift was a new bike. But rather than pick out the wrong one for him, we took him to Target and let him select a bike of his own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_vgWF8TI/AAAAAAAACvI/rALA6cCwq6Y/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_vgWF8TI/AAAAAAAACvI/rALA6cCwq6Y/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Naturally, he's pointing to one of the bikes on the top shelf of the rack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This time of year also brings work for our children. Specifically, it's time to rake leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Malia has her own unique way of moving leaves from the front yard to the back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_v7Dc-CI/AAAAAAAACvQ/CoMogl4vUik/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_v7Dc-CI/AAAAAAAACvQ/CoMogl4vUik/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Most of the leaf raking was done by our three youngest children this year for a very specific reason. They were building a pile in which to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AKYslOII/AAAAAAAACvY/IWt5OFm7DD4/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AKYslOII/AAAAAAAACvY/IWt5OFm7DD4/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jumping in the pile is fun at first, but after a while it gets a little boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I guess it's inevitable that a leaf war has to begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AKh5fUyI/AAAAAAAACvg/qXagcPC7RD4/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AKh5fUyI/AAAAAAAACvg/qXagcPC7RD4/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It didn't take very long before the leaf pile wasn't a pile anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AK7pDsiI/AAAAAAAACvo/lssenJa9O3k/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AK7pDsiI/AAAAAAAACvo/lssenJa9O3k/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We also recently celebrated Malia's 7th birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4ALD_ucjI/AAAAAAAACvw/ppI1ArZLZaY/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4ALD_ucjI/AAAAAAAACvw/ppI1ArZLZaY/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's hard to believe that our little baby is now 7 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She wants a puppy, but we have a 14 year-old dog that's near blind and deaf - and two old cats. So we opted for the best kind of new pet for Malia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AdgCUa1I/AAAAAAAACv4/1ra3X3SNOGY/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4AdgCUa1I/AAAAAAAACv4/1ra3X3SNOGY/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a digital pet she can raise in conjunction with Wii video game system. That's the kind of pet I'd recommend for everyone. Much, much cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And finally, there was Halloween. Here's our posse before heading out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4Ad4lz63I/AAAAAAAACwA/1fqJv6TSSVQ/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM4Ad4lz63I/AAAAAAAACwA/1fqJv6TSSVQ/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's amazing how busy life can be with 6 kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-947823681609927117?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/947823681609927117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/947823681609927117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-basketball-birthdays-to-hurling.html' title='From Basketball &amp; Birthdays to Hurling Leaves &amp; Halloween'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3_NSDH4oI/AAAAAAAACug/ZZ5SERb6N5U/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-5667298937619323602</id><published>2010-11-01T07:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:38:20.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nalani Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malia Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekoa Bicoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bret Bicoy Jr.'/><title type='text'>Bret Jr. &amp; Kekoa's Football Seasons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Both Bret Jr.'s and Kekoa's football seasons have come to an end, so this seemed like a good time to revisit all the fun they had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's start with Kekoa's football team - the 5th Grade Bobcats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our youngest son is shorter and skinnier than most boys his age, so he played mostly in the defensive secondary and a bit at wide receiver, as we can see below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3lMgikbQI/AAAAAAAACsQ/HV5mHfRW6QM/s1600/K5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3lMgikbQI/AAAAAAAACsQ/HV5mHfRW6QM/s400/K5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's Kekoa above, lined up at the far right side of the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He didn't play a lot, but when he did, Kekoa had a grand ol' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is Kekoa playing safety, with the number 22...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3krEnJKnI/AAAAAAAACrw/X3vjBjqFJag/s1600/K1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3krEnJKnI/AAAAAAAACrw/X3vjBjqFJag/s400/K1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting ready to throw a shoulder on a guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3krTLhSdI/AAAAAAAACr4/djsgyJK-nQY/s1600/K3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3krTLhSdI/AAAAAAAACr4/djsgyJK-nQY/s400/K3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And chasing after a running back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3krock8bI/AAAAAAAACsA/8r2_W121HsQ/s1600/K2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3krock8bI/AAAAAAAACsA/8r2_W121HsQ/s400/K2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th grade teams play first thing Saturday mornings - before the 6th grade teams - so sometimes it gets a bit nippy outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But at this level, they don't have handwarmers tied around their waists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So Kekoa found another way to keep his hands warm during the game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3kq6uIasI/AAAAAAAACro/5MxMfGh4s7k/s1600/K4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3kq6uIasI/AAAAAAAACro/5MxMfGh4s7k/s400/K4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But of all the pictures from the season, here's my favorite of Kekoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3lMdHiBeI/AAAAAAAACsI/QHWHo7jhpfc/s1600/K6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3lMdHiBeI/AAAAAAAACsI/QHWHo7jhpfc/s400/K6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the intensity of that boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While Kekoa's team is still learning the fundamentals of football, Bret Jr.'s 6th grade team truly learned how to kick some butt this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret Jr. is considerably larger than his brother Kekoa. Bret is a starter on both the offensive and defensive lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He's the starting center, and he's so consistent that he almost never comes off the field. Here's our boy just before he snaps the football...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mdnau5uI/AAAAAAAACsw/-SfihJfhjvA/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mdnau5uI/AAAAAAAACsw/-SfihJfhjvA/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While Bret Jr. is a very good center, what he really loves is playing on the defensive line. He starts at defensive tackle and he always seems to be in the offensive backfield, harassing the quarterback...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mczkzfQI/AAAAAAAACsY/ojRqDPyXcNk/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mczkzfQI/AAAAAAAACsY/ojRqDPyXcNk/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's good to know that he wreaks as much havoc on the football field as he does at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mdAxtZQI/AAAAAAAACsg/AZVmCoE9_SE/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mdAxtZQI/AAAAAAAACsg/AZVmCoE9_SE/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is one of his favorite pictures of himself just as he hammers the quarterback...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mdVf1ZwI/AAAAAAAACso/yxi8XQs1SqA/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3mdVf1ZwI/AAAAAAAACso/yxi8XQs1SqA/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That poor quarterback got slammed to the ground several times by Bret Jr. that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nB7e6QII/AAAAAAAACtw/an87-4YZcng/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nB7e6QII/AAAAAAAACtw/an87-4YZcng/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The 6th grade Bobcats had a tremendous season. They finished up with a record of 6 wins and only 1 loss. Their one loss was by the score of 22 to 12. In the 6 wins, however, they were absolutely dominant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Colectively in those 6 wins, the offensive scored 178 points and gave up only 18. The defensive was so overwhelming that they had 3 shut outs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;During the last game of the season, Bret Jr. had another great game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nBK20fKI/AAAAAAAACto/ORLIN100xb0/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nBK20fKI/AAAAAAAACto/ORLIN100xb0/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He was consistently in the quarterback's face and harassing the running backs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nAmoKExI/AAAAAAAACtY/7n6HzHufkTk/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nAmoKExI/AAAAAAAACtY/7n6HzHufkTk/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If there ever was a picture that tells you how good a game a defensive lineman is having, it's this one below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nA_WllAI/AAAAAAAACtg/PS2ZLK267ws/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nA_WllAI/AAAAAAAACtg/PS2ZLK267ws/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look closely at that picture above. Those are two offensive lineman and a fullback that are trying to block our son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the most exciting play of the year for Bret Jr. came later in that final game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret is so quick off the ball that he consistently is in the backfield disrupting the play. He has claimed all season that sooner or later he would steal the handoff from the quarterback before the running back could get the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amazingly, in the last game of the season, that's exactly what he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret lined up at his regular position of defensive tackle and sliced through the offensive line. He got there so quickly that he disrupted the handoff and stole the ball away from the quarterback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It all happened so fast that I didn't have time to get in position and take a picture of it with the camera. But I did capture Bret Jr. as he rumbled down the field with the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3no8aAmPI/AAAAAAAACuQ/dV0NEB2ciWw/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3no8aAmPI/AAAAAAAACuQ/dV0NEB2ciWw/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He looks almost like a running back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nosrWR3I/AAAAAAAACuI/N2Zc-Bh03Og/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3nosrWR3I/AAAAAAAACuI/N2Zc-Bh03Og/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately, like most lineman, he's not the fastest guy on the field, so they tackled him before he could score. But everyone went absolutely crazy on the sidelines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, mostly crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's how David, Alyssa and Nalani enthusiastically watched the football game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3notBcb3I/AAAAAAAACuA/FfvWrjfW-U0/s1600/A.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3notBcb3I/AAAAAAAACuA/FfvWrjfW-U0/s400/A.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm not exactly sure what Malia's doing here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3noLfH4fI/AAAAAAAACt4/SZ5ekEmLS_U/s1600/B.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3noLfH4fI/AAAAAAAACt4/SZ5ekEmLS_U/s400/B.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But ya gotta love a football season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations to both the boys. They worked hard and had a lot of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-5667298937619323602?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5667298937619323602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5667298937619323602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/10/bret-jr-kekoas-football-seasons.html' title='Bret Jr. &amp; Kekoa&apos;s Football Seasons!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TM3lMgikbQI/AAAAAAAACsQ/HV5mHfRW6QM/s72-c/K5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6191438425266547013</id><published>2010-10-31T11:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:57:43.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renee Delos Santos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Memories of Local Food in California</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, these pictures are a bit dated - they're from May when we gathered in California around my brother shortly before his passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I've been thinking of that lately, and came across a few interesting pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a picture my sister Renee took of my brother James and me as we were entering the "best" Hawaiian BBQ in Mission Viejo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2U-eltHI/AAAAAAAACnA/PCTuefEUSas/s1600/DSCF2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2U-eltHI/AAAAAAAACnA/PCTuefEUSas/s400/DSCF2233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And here's my picture of Renee at the same moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2Vf8DkpI/AAAAAAAACnI/GgTGiBHJ58c/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2Vf8DkpI/AAAAAAAACnI/GgTGiBHJ58c/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We were sampling food as we tried to decide if we were going to cater local food at a celebration of our brother's life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y216sxXCI/AAAAAAAACnY/SH7xgu7CoeM/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y216sxXCI/AAAAAAAACnY/SH7xgu7CoeM/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I did try out pretty much every local Hawaiian restaurant in the area (even a couple before and after my siblings were there from Hawaii), I can definitively say one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2VmXMSeI/AAAAAAAACnQ/MihtNYxsP9U/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2VmXMSeI/AAAAAAAACnQ/MihtNYxsP9U/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This most certainly was NOT the best Hawaiian BBQ in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and if you ever need to find a good florist nearby, switch on your turn-by-turn GPS and get ready for a really wild ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6191438425266547013?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6191438425266547013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6191438425266547013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories-of-local-food-in-california.html' title='Memories of Local Food in California'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S-Y2U-eltHI/AAAAAAAACnA/PCTuefEUSas/s72-c/DSCF2233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-7484389977169186985</id><published>2010-10-24T13:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:56:39.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're on the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A video of our children by Alyssa. Her singing is also the soundtrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kqosYauhmt0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kqosYauhmt0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She's good, isn't she!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-7484389977169186985?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7484389977169186985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7484389977169186985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-youre-n-moon.html' title='When You&apos;re on the Moon'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3569102060648725313</id><published>2010-10-13T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:58:03.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in Door County</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing really to say other than I thought this was a great picture of the explosion of colors behind the sign at the entrance to Door County...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLZjGAD9z5I/AAAAAAAACrg/IpwL7WrQ7qU/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLZjGAD9z5I/AAAAAAAACrg/IpwL7WrQ7qU/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click on the picture to get a larger view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Fall in Door County!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3569102060648725313?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3569102060648725313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3569102060648725313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-in-door-county.html' title='Fall in Door County'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLZjGAD9z5I/AAAAAAAACrg/IpwL7WrQ7qU/s72-c/DSC_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2872824571883018363</id><published>2010-10-10T13:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:34:08.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Leaves Along Lake Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The leaves are turning in Door County, so today we decided to take a walk along Cave Point. Alyssa and Nalani enjoyed the colors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAw2Yg4pI/AAAAAAAACqo/WJR0HTqtReQ/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAw2Yg4pI/AAAAAAAACqo/WJR0HTqtReQ/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone likes this area, but none more than our two oldest boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAwZyxYlI/AAAAAAAACqg/9bDYumVBEuQ/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAwZyxYlI/AAAAAAAACqg/9bDYumVBEuQ/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because for David and Bret Jr., it's a place to climb and be dare devils...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAxAB-lgI/AAAAAAAACqw/gdYF3XyNdvU/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAxAB-lgI/AAAAAAAACqw/gdYF3XyNdvU/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The boys climbed the rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAxTSV_gI/AAAAAAAACq4/EbNLR5YF6zg/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAxTSV_gI/AAAAAAAACq4/EbNLR5YF6zg/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But Malia was just crushed she had to stay behind with her sister...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBHciMVtI/AAAAAAAACrA/iKuwYLt8yiI/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBHciMVtI/AAAAAAAACrA/iKuwYLt8yiI/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret Jr. found some purple flowers along the shore of Lake Michigan which he handed up to his sisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBHkzQ_UI/AAAAAAAACrI/kf1N_FGtjcg/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBHkzQ_UI/AAAAAAAACrI/kf1N_FGtjcg/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are Nalani and Alyssa from above...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBICWcDpI/AAAAAAAACrQ/XmBYRuM7IXc/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBICWcDpI/AAAAAAAACrQ/XmBYRuM7IXc/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And finally the whole family gathered in front of the explosion of color that is fall in Door County...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBIixeyhI/AAAAAAAACrY/j5xNkHXIriM/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIBIixeyhI/AAAAAAAACrY/j5xNkHXIriM/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fall has most definitely arrived!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-2872824571883018363?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2872824571883018363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2872824571883018363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/10/chasing-leaves-along-lake-michigan.html' title='Chasing Leaves Along Lake Michigan'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TLIAw2Yg4pI/AAAAAAAACqo/WJR0HTqtReQ/s72-c/DSC_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1340348230504490183</id><published>2010-10-02T22:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:31:12.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Films by Malia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the nice things about our old little sailboat is that it has a modest cabin below deck. It's great because Malia can go below and we don't have to worry about where she is while we're sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYUDbVtUI/AAAAAAAACpI/2Bx5q9L0W_o/s1600/Sail01.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYUDbVtUI/AAAAAAAACpI/2Bx5q9L0W_o/s400/Sail01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that she had taken over one of our mobile phones and started making little films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are a bit bumpy - she's only 6 after all - but it defintely is Malia's idea of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RH6nfavd7S4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RH6nfavd7S4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wihFU-_v_O4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wihFU-_v_O4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oSmoHgdnIKo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oSmoHgdnIKo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYUDbVtUI/AAAAAAAACpI/2Bx5q9L0W_o/s1600/Sail01.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1340348230504490183?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1340348230504490183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1340348230504490183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/10/films-by-malia.html' title='Films by Malia'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYUDbVtUI/AAAAAAAACpI/2Bx5q9L0W_o/s72-c/Sail01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-4365567370753175043</id><published>2010-09-30T23:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:10:34.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>David the Klingon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My son learning Klingon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4lxfV1k2ZQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4lxfV1k2ZQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The best part is the cat in the background.  He's so excited by all that's going on around him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-4365567370753175043?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4365567370753175043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4365567370753175043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/09/david-klingon.html' title='David the Klingon'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3168043621555081973</id><published>2010-08-28T16:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:08:20.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekoa's Bobcats Take the Field</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our youngest son Kekoa isn't the biggest boy around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, let's just admit the obvious. He's probably the shortest, skinniest 5th grader in his class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But that boy has spunk, and he wants to play football. So darn it, he's going to play football!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Good for you, Kekoa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This was his first game of his first season, and he was pretty excited. He was picked as one of the co-captains for the Bobcats this week so out he went to mid-field for the coin toss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa is number 22 below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF3tcK_iI/AAAAAAAACpo/BbIr5S_QePg/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF3tcK_iI/AAAAAAAACpo/BbIr5S_QePg/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;His 6th grade older brother Bret Jr. is a bruiser. He normally lines up at nose tackle in the heart of the defensive line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa is a defensive back. He normally plays corner or safety. Here he is below (circled in red), lining up at safety...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF4eijpnI/AAAAAAAACp4/XYTskIsb5RY/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF4eijpnI/AAAAAAAACp4/XYTskIsb5RY/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at my boy run to the ball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF4N-0VcI/AAAAAAAACpw/zHok4JZn0yk/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF4N-0VcI/AAAAAAAACpw/zHok4JZn0yk/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He had a lot of fun today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF47STgZI/AAAAAAAACqA/r8SIcZjAlb8/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF47STgZI/AAAAAAAACqA/r8SIcZjAlb8/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My favorite part was when they called up a blitz and away he want, charging into the heart of the offensive line...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF_pn4gBI/AAAAAAAACqQ/89RTt9DXgsQ/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF_pn4gBI/AAAAAAAACqQ/89RTt9DXgsQ/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But before he got there, one of the Bobcat's lineman stripped the ball and it flew straight up in the air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF_WLSCDI/AAAAAAAACqI/AwGQZ-LFhi8/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF_WLSCDI/AAAAAAAACqI/AwGQZ-LFhi8/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa's team recovered the fumble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't ya just love football!? It's going to be a fun season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3168043621555081973?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3168043621555081973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3168043621555081973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/08/kekoas-bobcats-take-field.html' title='Kekoa&apos;s Bobcats Take the Field'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THmF3tcK_iI/AAAAAAAACpo/BbIr5S_QePg/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-465875999658944350</id><published>2010-08-21T17:50:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:48:32.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He'd Rather Be Sailing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today marked the maiden sail of our new boat. Well, it's not really a new boat. She's actually an old boat. But like every hot woman, she'll be 29 forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Her name is Sewecane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZffzlWsI/AAAAAAAACpQ/hyZoKN899Wc/s1600/Sailing+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZffzlWsI/AAAAAAAACpQ/hyZoKN899Wc/s400/Sailing+05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewecane is pronounced seh-wee-can-ee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is an Arapaho word which means "do this so all may eat." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That just seemed like the perfect name for our boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that sounds like a great explanation, doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's a complete lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sewecane" is actually a nickname we gave our daughter Alyssa when she was about 5 years old. We were going out to dinner, but we were late because Cari and Alyssa were waiting for me as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alyssa kept calling out to get me to hurry up. I teased her by saying, "why." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She yelled back as quickly as she could talk, "so we can eat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But talking so fast, it came out sounding like "seh-wee-can-ee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Henceforth that became Alyssa's Native American nickname. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's now the name of our new boat. Sewecane's a 21 foot sailboat with a swing keel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We took her out last week under power to try out her engine, but we didn't raise the sails. Today, we let 'em all out and braved the tumultuous seas of Sturgeon Bay and her mighty 8 mph winds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the fearless crew as they get ready for their three hour tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZf_pv0kI/AAAAAAAACpY/h1LvG-AVZv4/s1600/Sailing+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZf_pv0kI/AAAAAAAACpY/h1LvG-AVZv4/s400/Sailing+06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't figure out which one of them is Gilligan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It took a bit to get the sails set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYSt77XLI/AAAAAAAACow/Fm-j_u7qP4E/s1600/Sail+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYSt77XLI/AAAAAAAACow/Fm-j_u7qP4E/s400/Sail+04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But we rigged them correctly and set underway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYTsEw4rI/AAAAAAAACpA/xfORnc7NyAQ/s1600/Sail02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYTsEw4rI/AAAAAAAACpA/xfORnc7NyAQ/s400/Sail02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can see us here in the distance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYTMe5F6I/AAAAAAAACo4/EJEAAlamN9Q/s1600/Sail+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYTMe5F6I/AAAAAAAACo4/EJEAAlamN9Q/s400/Sail+03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David even took the helm for a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZgdMwMYI/AAAAAAAACpg/DGbsezAB0_E/s1600/Sailing+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZgdMwMYI/AAAAAAAACpg/DGbsezAB0_E/s400/Sailing+07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun first sail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYUDbVtUI/AAAAAAAACpI/2Bx5q9L0W_o/s1600/Sail01.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBYUDbVtUI/AAAAAAAACpI/2Bx5q9L0W_o/s400/Sail01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He dreams about one day, an island he'll find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Out lost in the ocean, just passing in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He'd rather be sailing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-465875999658944350?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/465875999658944350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/465875999658944350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/08/hed-rather-be-sailing.html' title='He&apos;d Rather Be Sailing...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/THBZffzlWsI/AAAAAAAACpQ/hyZoKN899Wc/s72-c/Sailing+05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-723976266924379066</id><published>2010-08-17T21:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:48:40.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob Stephenson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawn Bicoy'/><title type='text'>Marrying My Sister: A Mathematical Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Rob,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you're marrying my sister Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can imagine, I'm rather fond of her, so I want to make sure everything works out just as it should. I thought the best way to ensure that you were fully prepared for the experience of spending the rest of your life with her is to fully disclose all that she truly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about writing you a letter about all of her good traits - and her little oddities - so that there would be no surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I remembered there is nothing cleaner or more pure than a mathematical proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've spend the last few weeks trying to distill the very essence of my sister into a simple and elegant equation. I'm pleased to report that I've finally accomplished this most difficult of tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, my explanation of that which is at the very heart of my sister Dawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKZkfwiLEZU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKZkfwiLEZU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-723976266924379066?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/723976266924379066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/723976266924379066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/08/marrying-my-sister-mathematical-proof.html' title='Marrying My Sister: A Mathematical Proof'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-4684179994942837726</id><published>2010-08-12T10:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:11:02.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair Football:  Bret Jr. vs. Kekoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bret Jr. has been playing football for several years now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;His little brother, Kekoa, just started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My lovely wife Cari decided that Kekoa's first tackle should be by his brother Bret Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So they put on their new uniforms and went out in the front yard to see what happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and by the way, Bret Jr. is almost 2 years older than Kekoa and outweighs him by about 70 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DsxfFWJjVcY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DsxfFWJjVcY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-4684179994942837726?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4684179994942837726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4684179994942837726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/08/unfair-football-bret-jr-vs-kekoa.html' title='Unfair Football:  Bret Jr. vs. Kekoa'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8563232792621828510</id><published>2010-07-06T11:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T11:18:04.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swagger Wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On Saturday I tried to convince my lovely wife that we should buy a new Macgregor 26 sailboat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So on Sunday we bought a new Toyota Sienna minivan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's now official.  Soccer moms rule the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But if I was going to be stuck buying a minivan, I wasn't going to buy just any minivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I bought a Swagger Wagon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8563232792621828510?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8563232792621828510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8563232792621828510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-saturday-i-tried-to-convince-my.html' title='Swagger Wagon'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3649119859933182909</id><published>2010-06-27T19:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:49:54.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready for Some Football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The time has come for the 7th season of the Bicoy Football League!  If you're interested in being a part of our fantasy football league this year, please let us know as soon as possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's hard to believe, but we've crowned six previous champions.  The ultimate winner gets their name inscribed on the Bicoy Football League Championship Plaque...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/R7pVvJhtOCI/AAAAAAAAA2I/0-74zgygy1Q/s1600-h/2008_0218Image0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/R7pVvJhtOCI/AAAAAAAAA2I/0-74zgygy1Q/s320/2008_0218Image0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The plaque is on display in our house, but the Champion gets to take home the Bicoy Football League Championship Trophy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/R7pYVphtOMI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/y5sgP9-WR8Y/s1600-h/2008_0218Image0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/R7pYVphtOMI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/y5sgP9-WR8Y/s320/2008_0218Image0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We have traditionally played through the NFL/CBS Sportsline system, but this year the NFL and CBS Sportsline have gone their separate ways.  We're stick with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://football.cbssports.com/splash/football/spln/mgmt?tag=railLeftContent;fantasyGamesCol" target="blank"&gt;CBS Sportsline online software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; since it's most like the system we used in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All of the costs for the Bicoy Football League are paid for by us (including the plaque and trophy).  There is absolutely NO COST to any of our friends and family who do play.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If you've never played fantasy football before, it's really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.fftoolbox.com/football/articles/fantasyfootball101.cfm" target="blank"&gt;quite easy to learn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.  However, since we will almost certainly have to turn people away, we do expect that if you join us, you'll stick with it and actively play through the duration of the real NFL season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Our league will have a live, online draft which has been tentatively scheduled for Saturday, August 14th at 3 p.m. eastern time (that's 2 p.m. in Wisconsin, noon in California, and 9 a.m. in Hawaii).  We'd like everyone to be online at that time, but it is still possible to play if you can't make that time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So if you're interested in playing this year, please &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="mailto:bret@bicoy.com"&gt;drop us an email&lt;/a&gt; or send us a message via &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#%21/bret.bicoy" target="blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Football season is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bret &amp;amp; Cari Bicoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Commissioners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bicoy Football League&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TCfzR2rw66I/AAAAAAAACng/1cHzICAxB4E/s1600/BFL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/TCfzR2rw66I/AAAAAAAACng/1cHzICAxB4E/s400/BFL.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3649119859933182909?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3649119859933182909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3649119859933182909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready for Some Football?'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/R7pVvJhtOCI/AAAAAAAAA2I/0-74zgygy1Q/s72-c/2008_0218Image0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3814929473995788757</id><published>2010-06-12T21:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:14:40.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coolest Mobile Phone Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here is the coolest, fastest, most powerful phone in the history of the world.  The time-wasting possibilities are limitless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3INNipns10&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3INNipns10&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrZ8DG3JB4I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrZ8DG3JB4I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3814929473995788757?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3814929473995788757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3814929473995788757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/06/coolest-mobile-phone-ever.html' title='The Coolest Mobile Phone Ever!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8506371358005305272</id><published>2010-05-08T23:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:45:34.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekoa Getting Funky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Our Son Kekoa, truly getting down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCum8b_ppsM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCum8b_ppsM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Kekoa Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8506371358005305272?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8506371358005305272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8506371358005305272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/05/kekoa-getting-funky.html' title='Kekoa Getting Funky!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-251609849798759916</id><published>2010-04-24T19:54:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:25:01.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nobel Prize in Physics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On October 21, 1833, Alfred Nobel was born in Stockholm, Sweden. He wanted to be a poet, but his father insisted he study engineering. Nobel would eventually go on to develop ways to use nitroglycerine as an explosive, leading to the creation of dynamite. It made him a very rich man.  It also explains why you never screw with a poet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 27, 1895, Alfred Nobel signed his last will and testament, donating the largest share of his fortune to charity to create a series of prizes - what are today known as the Nobel Prizes. One of those prizes was dedicated to "the person who shall have made the most important discovery or invention within the field of physics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 24, 2010, our middle son, Kekoa Bicoy, was awarded the Nobel Prize in Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least according to his brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of his siblings, Kekoa earned this accolade for his incredible work constructing the world's first umbrella and snow sled fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kekoa, in the green sweatshirt, directing the fort's construction based on his theories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S9OS6PRBunI/AAAAAAAACmw/dRPUHMUSS4E/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S9OS6PRBunI/AAAAAAAACmw/dRPUHMUSS4E/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the finished product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S9OS5va2DpI/AAAAAAAACmo/AGo9f4h8jvg/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S9OS5va2DpI/AAAAAAAACmo/AGo9f4h8jvg/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so exciting that his big sister Alyssa captured the construction crew singing the praises of Kekoa's design...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zh6RS2Ls80Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zh6RS2Ls80Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Kekoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-251609849798759916?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/251609849798759916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/251609849798759916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/04/nobel-prize-in-physics.html' title='The Nobel Prize in Physics'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S9OS6PRBunI/AAAAAAAACmw/dRPUHMUSS4E/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-4486222688790100750</id><published>2010-04-08T18:32:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:14:04.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>David the Juggler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Two videos of our teenage son David juggling at his grandparent's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7nTOnIPEtxA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7nTOnIPEtxA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And here's the big finale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUT3ZJ0b2V4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUT3ZJ0b2V4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-4486222688790100750?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4486222688790100750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4486222688790100750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/04/david-juggler.html' title='David the Juggler'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8867737944903019422</id><published>2010-04-04T20:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:55:18.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Easter Look: Bicoy Style 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have to admit it.  My girls are trendsetters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They have a style unlike anyone else, and they're not afraid to show it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just consider their "Easter Look" for this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's Alyssa either showing us the trendiest head slap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAsWTrxHI/AAAAAAAAClw/0WAdIJvIV1o/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAsWTrxHI/AAAAAAAAClw/0WAdIJvIV1o/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or she's trying to cover a pimple on her forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nalani is always there with a smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAs26tkpI/AAAAAAAACl4/4AYshOTNBks/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAs26tkpI/AAAAAAAACl4/4AYshOTNBks/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For some reason, in our home the Easter Bunny thinks he's Santa Claus Lite.  That's the only explanation for his insisting on bringing our children presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For Alyssa, her style revolved around receiving the "best pens ever..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAtKzEEMI/AAAAAAAACmA/ZDEznKwqujk/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAtKzEEMI/AAAAAAAACmA/ZDEznKwqujk/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Nalani was excited to get a new notebook, which she quickly marked as hers in her own unique and stylish way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAy6j79_I/AAAAAAAACmQ/khJ7g8e2BxM/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAy6j79_I/AAAAAAAACmQ/khJ7g8e2BxM/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But of all the styles this Easter morning, none got quite into the groove as our little Miss Malia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAtUlyQuI/AAAAAAAACmI/bDIQFNj_E4Q/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAtUlyQuI/AAAAAAAACmI/bDIQFNj_E4Q/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You go girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAzLG7Z2I/AAAAAAAACmY/G873Rv-24Xo/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAzLG7Z2I/AAAAAAAACmY/G873Rv-24Xo/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Easter from the Bicoys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8867737944903019422?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8867737944903019422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8867737944903019422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-easter-look-bicoy-style-2010.html' title='The New Easter Look: Bicoy Style 2010'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7lAsWTrxHI/AAAAAAAAClw/0WAdIJvIV1o/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8450511236921919269</id><published>2010-03-29T19:49:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:20:34.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Feast to Begin Middle Age!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One of the best things about birthdays in our family is that when your big day rolls around you get to pick your favorite meal for dinner.  For my 40th birthday, I wanted it to be something truly memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Maybe it's middle age setting in, but I honestly couldn't decide on what to have for my birthday dinner this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thankfully, my six terrific kids took it upon themselves to work with their mother and come up with a dinner I'd like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here's our son Bret Jr. working hard in the kitchen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKir3yTqI/AAAAAAAACkg/0J3FEpQe8Yo/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKir3yTqI/AAAAAAAACkg/0J3FEpQe8Yo/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Our boy David put on his beret today, so I was sure he was whipping up something French for dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKir3yTqI/AAAAAAAACkg/0J3FEpQe8Yo/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKiMgr8TI/AAAAAAAACkY/EckffSv4zlk/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKiMgr8TI/AAAAAAAACkY/EckffSv4zlk/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nalani got right to work and started off quite neatly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKi3CjEII/AAAAAAAACko/wzcah2p4jtE/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKi3CjEII/AAAAAAAACko/wzcah2p4jtE/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But that eventually turned into her typical mess... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKi3CjEII/AAAAAAAACko/wzcah2p4jtE/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKjeG5RII/AAAAAAAACkw/lP9mVQmOE5I/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKjeG5RII/AAAAAAAACkw/lP9mVQmOE5I/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son Kekoa loves to cook...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKpoMPpYI/AAAAAAAACk4/TtBPCJ8vuyM/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKpoMPpYI/AAAAAAAACk4/TtBPCJ8vuyM/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But I think that's because he likes the free samples while cooking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKqt7pHJI/AAAAAAAAClI/1QohSQlUNGo/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKqt7pHJI/AAAAAAAAClI/1QohSQlUNGo/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Alyssa almost put her book down long enough to do her part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKp_dQrKI/AAAAAAAAClA/GW9WRHr5eU8/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKp_dQrKI/AAAAAAAAClA/GW9WRHr5eU8/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;While Malia thought her contribution could be simply to roll around on the floor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKrBZO-7I/AAAAAAAAClQ/AtnTGPqYF0s/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKrBZO-7I/AAAAAAAAClQ/AtnTGPqYF0s/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, the birthday feast on my 40th birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKxkJ1JVI/AAAAAAAAClg/7qiC5uscuEA/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKxkJ1JVI/AAAAAAAAClg/7qiC5uscuEA/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;From front to back that's a coffee cake (recipe courtesy of Jen Bevins), chocolate chip cookies with walnuts, blueberry muffins, banana bread, chocolate chip cookies without nuts, three different kinds of ice cream, lime jello with pineapple - and a basket of fruit to round it all off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thanks kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKxQRNtqI/AAAAAAAAClY/ktUnoDqzMvk/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKxQRNtqI/AAAAAAAAClY/ktUnoDqzMvk/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Malia declared this the greatest dinner she's ever had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKyaIVj7I/AAAAAAAAClo/ws19-ZAS08s/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKyaIVj7I/AAAAAAAAClo/ws19-ZAS08s/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Look at her plate and it's easy to see why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy 40th birthday to me.  Thanks kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8450511236921919269?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8450511236921919269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8450511236921919269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/03/i.html' title='A Birthday Feast to Begin Middle Age!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S7FKir3yTqI/AAAAAAAACkg/0J3FEpQe8Yo/s72-c/DSC_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1284731903689106860</id><published>2010-02-14T16:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:11:25.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat Jun and Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There is nothing in this world I'd rather eat that a big plate of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://onokinegrindz.typepad.com/ono_kine_grindz/2004/11/soons_kalbi_dri.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;meat jun from Soon's Kal-bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.  Without question, it is the greatest food on the planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This poses multiple problems for a guy living in Wisconsin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Meat jun is considered Korean food in Hawaii, but it really is "local" Hawaiian Korean food. Koreans from outside Hawaii consider meat jun Korean food to the same degree that Japanese think Spam Musubi is authentic Japanese food.  In other words, not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And thus while there are Korean restaurants in Wisconsin, they serve only authentic Korean food - not the stuff we Hawaii folks love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That is problem one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Problem two is that if you are a true meat jun aficionado, you know that the version from Soon's is truly unique.  It is crispier, thicker, and comes with a spicy sauce that is, quite simply, perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So even if you should happen to find a restaurant in the Midwest that serves a Hawaiianized version of Korean food, and meat jun is on their menu, it will probably be too soft, too eggy, and too sweet.  Even in Hawaii, Soon's meat jun is different than that which you will find at all other Korean restaurants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In other words, living in Wisconsin, I'm pretty much screwed when it comes to finding my most favorite meal in the universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So over the last few weeks I've been toying with ideas to come up with my own version of Soon's meat jun.  And here is the product...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVruMIGAI/AAAAAAAACjA/Xt-zyZtPM1Q/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVruMIGAI/AAAAAAAACjA/Xt-zyZtPM1Q/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I put a business card in the picture because Cari thought that no one would believe that I actually made this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here are my food models, Alyssa and Nalani, displaying my best approximation of Soon's meat jun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVruMIGAI/AAAAAAAACjA/Xt-zyZtPM1Q/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVr-PRt-I/AAAAAAAACjI/IaDC1r9gqwE/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVr-PRt-I/AAAAAAAACjI/IaDC1r9gqwE/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVsFwZt0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/JmYGTtFSK1M/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVsFwZt0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/JmYGTtFSK1M/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was really, really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I will admit, though, that I got a bit carried away.  Even after our stuffing ourselves, we still had all this left over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVsFwZt0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/JmYGTtFSK1M/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVsQVVSuI/AAAAAAAACjY/b9IiJZar_ag/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVsQVVSuI/AAAAAAAACjY/b9IiJZar_ag/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recipe for Soon's meat jun is perfect, but my version of the sauce still needs work.  And the sauce is the most perfect part of the meal at Soon's.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh well, the quest continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;While a lack of meat jun is a major problem of living in Wisconsin, snow sculpting is one of the "cool" things.  This is how they celebrate Valentine's Day in Door County - with snow sculptures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htCY_aQyI/AAAAAAAACjg/1Todz9DrzYQ/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htCY_aQyI/AAAAAAAACjg/1Todz9DrzYQ/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htDMeCFyI/AAAAAAAACjw/zxKk2HE2nSk/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htDMeCFyI/AAAAAAAACjw/zxKk2HE2nSk/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htCxY6GwI/AAAAAAAACjo/1Ow436l9rYs/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htCxY6GwI/AAAAAAAACjo/1Ow436l9rYs/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.chttp//www.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=10203216om/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htKhYw37I/AAAAAAAACkA/1HdJUu2vidE/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htKhYw37I/AAAAAAAACkA/1HdJUu2vidE/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, those are made completely of snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;David's favorite was the pointy eared Spock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htLGxW8FI/AAAAAAAACkI/GAqo6nARrLY/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htLGxW8FI/AAAAAAAACkI/GAqo6nARrLY/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until I got home and downloaded the pictures from my camera did I notice what was going on in this picture of Spock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htDUWqkmI/AAAAAAAACj4/StfM3nbVesI/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htDUWqkmI/AAAAAAAACj4/StfM3nbVesI/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Nalani on the left side of the picture sticking her hand in Spock's ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She said she was cleaning his ear out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I guess that makes Nalani a giant Q-tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htLcVF8tI/AAAAAAAACkQ/KGfVN6Z8yQE/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3htLcVF8tI/AAAAAAAACkQ/KGfVN6Z8yQE/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1284731903689106860?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1284731903689106860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1284731903689106860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/02/meat-jun-and-ice.html' title='Meat Jun and Ice'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dVruMIGAI/AAAAAAAACjA/Xt-zyZtPM1Q/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-2677199451989188091</id><published>2010-02-13T19:41:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:25:05.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me Papa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not Tatinek.  Call me papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So went one of my lines as Mr. Shimerda in Scott Schwartz's play adaptation of Willa Cather's classic novel, My Antonia.  We performed last week to a full house in Ephraim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While I've spoken to rooms of just a handful of people and convention halls of more than a thousand, I've never been as uncomfortable as I was last week.  I think it's because in a play, your wedded to someone else's words - and goodness knows that I like using my own.  When I speak to a crowd about charitable giving, I am in absolute control.  The ideas are mine, the words I choose are entirely my own - and if a lady in the back of the room isn't connecting to what I'm saying, I can feel it.  And I can change accordingly until I have her as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In a play, you have to place your trust in a playwright, in a director, and in the others who are on stage with you.  You have to be faithful to the words on the page because the other performers are expecting you to.  Interestingly, the way I overcame my discomfort was to completely ignore the audience because they're really irrelevant - which is exactly the opposite of what I do when I'm giving a speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will admit, however, that I think most of the audience would be real pleased if I'd go back to giving speeches about philanthropy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for our daughter Alyssa, on the other hand, everyone kept telling me how terrific she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was Mr. Shimerda, but Alyssa played my daughter Antonia Shimerda - as in the namesake character of Willa Cather's My Antonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the playbill from our little production...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU5V-YovI/AAAAAAAACio/sgpzgY5Ois0/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU5V-YovI/AAAAAAAACio/sgpzgY5Ois0/s400/img002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Immediately after the play, and for days afterward, I had people coming up to me or calling me to say how impressed they were with Alyssa (and they politely said little of my performance).  For someone so softspoken, she blossomed on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is a short video of Alyssa at the music rehearsal where we were working our cues to the music for the first time (note that this video was taken on my phone so you have to turn the volume way up)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3UVgYnvNGU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3UVgYnvNGU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little more of Alyssa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cVMOo17h9lQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cVMOo17h9lQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are the night of the performance taking our final bow.  Alyssa is in the middle of the picture and I'm in the brown sweater two to her right (blocked by the lady in the green sweater)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU5xzlLPI/AAAAAAAACiw/Sf2JIPf6Cok/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU5xzlLPI/AAAAAAAACiw/Sf2JIPf6Cok/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here we are walking off stage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU6ClJ2EI/AAAAAAAACi4/j0cRi4jW5ls/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU6ClJ2EI/AAAAAAAACi4/j0cRi4jW5ls/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and the wildest part is that I had to speak with a think Bohemian accent.  I have no idea what Bohemians sound like so my accent consisted of half a Filipino accent and an elongated Russian accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Basically I just imagined what my Filipino Grandpa would sound like if he were drunk on vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10203216-2677199451989188091?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2677199451989188091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/2677199451989188091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/02/call-me-papa.html' title='Call me Papa...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S3dU5V-YovI/AAAAAAAACio/sgpzgY5Ois0/s72-c/img002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-5209764651023905008</id><published>2010-01-24T14:57:00.042-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:26:02.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve and a Homecoming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're already a few weeks into 2010, but our little girls insisted that we mention the "fabulous" party they attended on New Year's Eve. It started with a round of beers (of the "root" variety) for everyone...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0Rz_FvmI/AAAAAAAACiQ/zzihfvwiQPQ/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0Rz_FvmI/AAAAAAAACiQ/zzihfvwiQPQ/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Malia and Nalani partied hard with all the folks in Times Square in the background...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0Rh-jpYI/AAAAAAAACiI/P_axcvjcHG4/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0Rh-jpYI/AAAAAAAACiI/P_axcvjcHG4/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight we raised our glasses in a toast to the new year using the finest vintage of sparkling apple cider...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0SalSGtI/AAAAAAAACig/39aJcC_WBbk/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0SalSGtI/AAAAAAAACig/39aJcC_WBbk/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Earlier that evening, the kids also celebrated the new year by baking me a cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But this it wasn't just any cake, it was a cake "signed" by each of the kids to honor the House Champion of the Bicoy Football League 2009 fantasy football season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0SD81jVI/AAAAAAAACiY/vXoA5F6qPYs/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0SD81jVI/AAAAAAAACiY/vXoA5F6qPYs/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And, yes, I am that champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately, no one in our house won the actual championship of the Bicoy Football League, but we ran a house playoff series for just the "owners" in our house. Namely, the Door County Jumbos (my team), Mommy Rocks (Cari's team), Girlz Rule (Nalani &amp;amp; Malia's team), and the Bicoy Boys (Bretty &amp;amp; Kekoa's team).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And while there is no trophy for the House Champion, all are required to kneel and bow down before him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyH0T5E6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/PMtQ9gH3NyE/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyH0T5E6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/PMtQ9gH3NyE/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's good to be the champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of games, Bret Jr. continues to play basketball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the interesting things about 5th grade basketball, you pretty much have to mug a person before they'll call a foul. Last week Bret was mugged in a game for the very first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And thus we witnessed our middle son's first attempt at a free throw. Here is the entire series of pictures from the moment the ball leaves his hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyIRT0pBI/AAAAAAAACgY/pAYg2jXXyHo/s1600-h/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyIRT0pBI/AAAAAAAACgY/pAYg2jXXyHo/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...as it arches through the air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyIl0znEI/AAAAAAAACgg/a04KwTYB698/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyIl0znEI/AAAAAAAACgg/a04KwTYB698/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...and disappears from the frame of the picture and Bret drops his arms to his side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyIl0znEI/AAAAAAAACgg/a04KwTYB698/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyI5mwIaI/AAAAAAAACgo/EuX0KiCdk3w/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyI5mwIaI/AAAAAAAACgo/EuX0KiCdk3w/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...and then for some reason Bret proceeds to swing his arms behind him while still waiting for the ball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyI5mwIaI/AAAAAAAACgo/EuX0KiCdk3w/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqFHTo6I/AAAAAAAACgw/CXtZHMuDEhk/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqFHTo6I/AAAAAAAACgw/CXtZHMuDEhk/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...and finally, down comes the ball, right at the basket, to complete a perfect swoosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqFHTo6I/AAAAAAAACgw/CXtZHMuDEhk/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqQtjquI/AAAAAAAACg4/iKC0IaQBH-s/s1600-h/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqQtjquI/AAAAAAAACg4/iKC0IaQBH-s/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cari and I absolutely exploded in sound with excitement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This next picture is from another game and I'm not sure what's more striking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;First, there's Bret as the only member of his team fighting with three other players for the ball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyrIdqo7I/AAAAAAAAChI/JjpVIu1QI-0/s1600-h/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyrIdqo7I/AAAAAAAAChI/JjpVIu1QI-0/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Or second, look in the background of the picture above. Ya gotta love how the referee positioned himself to watch the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week also marked what had to be an absolute first in the history of Sturgeon Bay Clippers basketball. For a few minutes during the game, the Clippers had three Filipinos in the lineup at the same time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqu11-wI/AAAAAAAAChA/x0sVDMcNjQg/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yyqu11-wI/AAAAAAAAChA/x0sVDMcNjQg/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, Bret Jr. on the right is only 1/4th Filipino. But his friend in the middle was adopted from the Philippines (and happens to be the best player on the team), and the kid on the left looks Filipino - so close enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, this is Wisconsin, we need to claim all the Filipinos we can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the most exciting part of the month (according to our kids) was the return of our oldest daughter Alyssa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alyssa graduated from high school last summer but decided not to go to college this year. She had a job in Green Bay but we moved to Door County in July. Thus Alyssa moved in with Cari's parents so she could continue to with her job in Green Bay. Unfortunately, that wasn't working for her, so last week Alyssa moved home with us in Door County...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy7bTMwmI/AAAAAAAAChg/akJzhQWiJw8/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy7bTMwmI/AAAAAAAAChg/akJzhQWiJw8/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alyssa's brothers and sisters were really excited to have her home. Her room is upstairs so Kekoa's way of welcoming her home was to carry all her luggage up the stairs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy7bTMwmI/AAAAAAAAChg/akJzhQWiJw8/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy7l90TXI/AAAAAAAACho/AAj3kP4e5HE/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy7l90TXI/AAAAAAAACho/AAj3kP4e5HE/s400/DSC_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David was so excited to see her that he even took his hat off and showed her his mop head of hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yzDRsL3II/AAAAAAAAChw/hM49BKpU4tk/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yzDRsL3II/AAAAAAAAChw/hM49BKpU4tk/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But to Cari and I, there was one aspect of Alyssa's return that most excited us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We were just giddy that she walked in the door wearing pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy6vkLyjI/AAAAAAAAChQ/afUJMBewAgg/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1yy6vkLyjI/AAAAAAAAChQ/afUJMBewAgg/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pink! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And she even likes shopping in thrift stores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now if I can just convince Cari not to leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(If the last few lines made no sense, you are obviously woefully uninformed about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pretty_in_Pink" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheesy 1980s Molly Ringwald movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pretty_in_Pink" target="blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-5209764651023905008?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5209764651023905008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/5209764651023905008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-and-homecoming.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve and a Homecoming!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/S1y0Rz_FvmI/AAAAAAAACiQ/zzihfvwiQPQ/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3287662328951058036</id><published>2010-01-17T10:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:08:46.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about an octopus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Another of Alyssa's videos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajv1do5fRhk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajv1do5fRhk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-3287662328951058036?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3287662328951058036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/3287662328951058036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-about-octopus.html' title='Something about an octopus...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-865054677518937262</id><published>2010-01-09T12:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:54:45.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And she'll fly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our oldest, Alyssa, singing another wonderful song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/cWFOyiW8zZ0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/cWFOyiW8zZ0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-865054677518937262?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/865054677518937262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/865054677518937262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-shell-fly.html' title='And she&apos;ll fly...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6381716616039316157</id><published>2009-12-31T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:35:04.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mele Kalikimaka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amazingly, surprisingly, unbelievably, this is the last Christmas of the "aughts." As 2009 comes to an end, both the century (and all of our kids) will be entering their teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year Alyssa will be 19 and David will be 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret Jr. will be a teenager in 2011. Kekoa will be a teen in 2013. Nalani in 2015.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And our little baby Malia wil be a teenager in 2016.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking forward to this decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, before 2009 comes to an end, I thought it would be nice to post a few pictures in celebration of Christmas at the Bicoy home and share a bit of news from the last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfofD_kVI/AAAAAAAACc4/Cefe0x_TMFM/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfofD_kVI/AAAAAAAACc4/Cefe0x_TMFM/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, my friends, is what a Christmas tree looks like when surrounded by presents for six kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree is in our dining room, so Christmas morning began with a caravan of kids carrying Christmas presents into the living room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfpQh4NZI/AAAAAAAACdQ/bXkg3sBqGEA/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfpQh4NZI/AAAAAAAACdQ/bXkg3sBqGEA/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malia was giddy with excitement while Bretty tried to carry everything at once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfpJZx8dI/AAAAAAAACdI/neOJ9FgfAFM/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfpJZx8dI/AAAAAAAACdI/neOJ9FgfAFM/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfomfUawI/AAAAAAAACdA/2BXCebmef1g/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfomfUawI/AAAAAAAACdA/2BXCebmef1g/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids set up all over the floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgCqNW5II/AAAAAAAACdg/60NGCJGet5E/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgCqNW5II/AAAAAAAACdg/60NGCJGet5E/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the adventure of Christmas morning began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first daughter &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alyssa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loved her gifts of socks and a sock puppet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgC5wjYdI/AAAAAAAACdo/OrHrqpLYi8k/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgC5wjYdI/AAAAAAAACdo/OrHrqpLYi8k/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgDGr-xsI/AAAAAAAACdw/xFDmE_eAWZY/s1600-h/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgDGr-xsI/AAAAAAAACdw/xFDmE_eAWZY/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That young lady really loves her socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I cannot quite believe it myself, Alyssa really is a young lady. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/06/exatly-21-years-and-2-days-ago.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;graduated from high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; earlier this year and was accepted by several colleges. But as the year progressed, she decided to take some time off before going to college.  She is now working full-time and saving money until she's ready to futher her education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa had enough credits to graduate from high school a semester early which meant she got to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;go with me to Hawaii earlier this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; to celebrate my father's 86th birthday. We figure she earned that after working so hard in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few years, Alyssa has also become quite a talented musician. She plays guitar and sings quite well. Have a listen yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjIyMjgwMTMwODYmcHQ9MTI2MjIyODAxNzYyMiZwPTE4NTM5MSZkPSZnPTImbz1kOWI*YjYzYjI3NjM*MjI*YmEwZTQyOTU*YmRlYzIxNyZvZj*w.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;embed height="112" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="272" src="http://www.muziboo.com/swf/new_player.swf" flashvars="song_id=57383&amp;amp;gig_lt=1262228013086&amp;amp;gig_pt=1262228017622&amp;amp;gig_g=2"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our oldest son &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;David&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; may be about to turn 13, but he's like his Dad and still gets excited when someone gives him a cool toy for Christmas like a Star Trek phaser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgCChfdeI/AAAAAAAACdY/tyotEXuyUuE/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZgCChfdeI/AAAAAAAACdY/tyotEXuyUuE/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is in 7th grade and has become an artist himself. He draws wonderfully well and although he says he doesn't like to paint, I have one of his wonderful paintings hanging in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, David likes hats. But the word "likes" does not do justice to his passion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/10/mad-hatter.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;David is a hat fanatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;. And I do not use the word "fanatic" casually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David has more hats than you can imagine, and he's always on the lookout for more. The only time David isn't wearing a hat is at school - where they are prohibited. He puts one on when he wakes up in the morning, places it on his chair at the dining room table before heading out the door to school. Then he puts it back on the moment he walks back into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every single day it's a different hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya gotta love the boy's commitment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bret Jr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanted only one thing for Christmas, so of course we kept him waiting through piles of presents before he got it. You can see the sheer joy on his face when he opened his gift and found Madden 2010 for the Wii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpMu5P4CI/AAAAAAAACfQ/2WTnkrPfgDE/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpMu5P4CI/AAAAAAAACfQ/2WTnkrPfgDE/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpM0HemMI/AAAAAAAACfY/S7YFVgfqvKM/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpM0HemMI/AAAAAAAACfY/S7YFVgfqvKM/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret Jr. is now in 5th grade and is quickly becoming quite an athlete. He absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/08/bret-from-green-bay-plays-football.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;loves playing football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;. Bret's favorite position is defensive tackle because that puts him right in the middle of the chaos. At that position he can use his natural talent for being disruptive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When football season was over, Bretty was heartbroken and didn't know what to do with himself. Cari suggested that he consider playing basketball, but he just wasn't interested. But at the last minute, Bret showed up for the first meeting and that was all it took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought our weeks were busy with football - but at least they only played a game once a week. It seems we're at one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/12/basketball-and-ballet.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Bretty's basketball games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; every other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kekoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; received his very own set of real tools and he quickly got to work building a jewelry box for his sister Malia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpNNUj6NI/AAAAAAAACfg/IakkIWXknmE/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpNNUj6NI/AAAAAAAACfg/IakkIWXknmE/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpNshO-yI/AAAAAAAACfo/-K1ueYNmt64/s1600-h/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZpNshO-yI/AAAAAAAACfo/-K1ueYNmt64/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youngest son is in third grade and is actively participating in Destination Imagination. "DI" is a program in which Kekoa's team will compete with those from other schools using their minds in creative ways. Kekoa's team's project is to build a robot and create a story surrounding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he's not using his wonderful imagination, Kekoa likes using his quick moves to run around the football field as well. He played &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school-football-and-flags.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;flag football this year for the Cowboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; - which also happens to be his favorite NFL team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Christmas, nobody likes to be surprised quite as much as &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nalani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZi_5S30fI/AAAAAAAACeI/HAJhgoPyxl4/s1600-h/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZi_5S30fI/AAAAAAAACeI/HAJhgoPyxl4/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZjAJiYvxI/AAAAAAAACeQ/yv63Dk9emk8/s1600-h/DSC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZjAJiYvxI/AAAAAAAACeQ/yv63Dk9emk8/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalani tears into the wrapping paper like a crazy person, but she won't look down at the gift until the very last second. This makes for the most unusual pictures as she looks away from the present while she's opening it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Nalani. Everything she does, she does with panache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our middle daughter is in second grade and is the most popular girl in class, naturally. She also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-fever.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;loves to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;, but I think she loves the fancy and frilly outfits even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to opening Christmas presents, however, nobody does it with more pure joy than our &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZjAZN7PXI/AAAAAAAACeY/AS7pHovF_ZY/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZjAZN7PXI/AAAAAAAACeY/AS7pHovF_ZY/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each and every present, Malia shouts with overwheming enthusiasm, "I always wanted this!" Her reaction makes you want to keep giving her gift after gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either she's the most genuinely happy person you'll ever meet - or she's incredibly devious and has figured out how to get her Daddy to give her presents.  I will enjoy my paternal delusion and opt to believe the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malia started kindergarten this year and was very excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school-football-and-flags.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;on her first day of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;. It's hard to believe that our little baby girl is now 6 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was our Christmas and another year in the life of the Bicoy family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cari spends most of her days chasing after our children from a practice to a game to the next recital. She's talked about going back to work now that all our children are in school. But I don't have any interest in helping out with the laundry so I'm hoping she'll get over that idea real soon. Cari also still &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/carisbookclub/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;organizes her bookclub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (which the kids love because it means Dad's bringing home McDonalds on those days).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I continue to have the privilege of working for the &lt;a href="http://www.doorcountycommunityfoundation.org/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Door County Community Foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and do some consulting on the side through &lt;a href="http://www.bicoyadvisors.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my own little firm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I've also been helping my sister to document our family tree - which you'll see at &lt;a href="http://www.bicoy.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bicoy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is quite an undertaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We're still lucky enough to live among the shorelines, art galleries and music festivals of &lt;a href="http://www.doorcounty.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Door County, Wisconsin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - about the most beautiful place you'll find in the Midwest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;From our family to yours, Mele Kalikimaka, Happy Hannukah, Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa, and enjoy the solstice. Geez, I can't keep up with all that. So how 'bout we end the year with just a plain ol' hau'oli makahiki hou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bret &amp;amp; Cari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6381716616039316157?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6381716616039316157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6381716616039316157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/12/mele-kalikimaka.html' title='Mele Kalikimaka!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SzZfofD_kVI/AAAAAAAACc4/Cefe0x_TMFM/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-4054417271450770362</id><published>2009-12-16T18:33:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:08:17.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball and Ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually, with all our kids, it's Basketball, Ballet, Gymnastics, and Destination Imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nary a day goes by without our having to be somewhere cheering on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last week we attended two of Bret Jr.'s basketball games. Unfortunately, neither of the games played by our Sturgeon Bay Clippers was at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the Clippers visited Algoma - which is on about 40 minutes southwest of where we live. The next day Bret's team played Gibraltar - which is about 40 minutes northeast of where we live.  It's a good thing I've got great winter tires on my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret loved playing football, but wasn't so sure about basketball.  After a few games, he's sure he loves it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8Tw1NafI/AAAAAAAACbY/WTpyQU5PqHA/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8Tw1NafI/AAAAAAAACbY/WTpyQU5PqHA/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8UP8EikI/AAAAAAAACbg/FbJtUusm1bQ/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8UP8EikI/AAAAAAAACbg/FbJtUusm1bQ/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret's still working on improving his shot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8U9JYYVI/AAAAAAAACbo/1Y7EinoaThQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8U9JYYVI/AAAAAAAACbo/1Y7EinoaThQ/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he's one of his team's best defensive players.  Here he is about to slap out the ball from an unsuspecting player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8VAKqh5I/AAAAAAAACbw/fFKgaTMTNUo/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8VAKqh5I/AAAAAAAACbw/fFKgaTMTNUo/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think he just imagines the ball is the head of one of his sisters and he just tries to smack it as cleanly as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret also does a good job using his body and bulk to muscle himself into position to grab rebounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8u40SE3I/AAAAAAAACcI/wSJeldpIrY4/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8u40SE3I/AAAAAAAACcI/wSJeldpIrY4/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I like this next picture because it shows how he's willing to throw his body into the mess to get the rebound (or just push out a few of the other guys so one of his guys can get the ball!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8uZneK6I/AAAAAAAACb4/e3ZR3TZVKbw/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8uZneK6I/AAAAAAAACb4/e3ZR3TZVKbw/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The way he chases it, you'd think that the basketball was filled with chocolate donuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This next one is far too blurry a picture, but watch my son leave his feet and reach for the ball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8va9rP2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/a8V9eMDVCZM/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8va9rP2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/a8V9eMDVCZM/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;During his last game I witnessed something I've never seen before at a basketball game.  The ball got caught on the back rim of the basket...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8upwr5EI/AAAAAAAACcA/8aAfSqQYhW8/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8upwr5EI/AAAAAAAACcA/8aAfSqQYhW8/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look closely at the picture below.  The ball isn't jammed between the rim and the backboard - we've all seen that on occasion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The ball is just sitting there on the back of the rim.  The shot just barely hit the rim and spun around it until the ball came to a complete stop... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl88Hwr62I/AAAAAAAACcw/j6M8w-ejDWY/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl88Hwr62I/AAAAAAAACcw/j6M8w-ejDWY/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole crowd broke into laughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We also had the chance to watch Nalani in her ballet and tap dancing class this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl87Vpz_WI/AAAAAAAACcY/1y1rhvLAJw4/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl87Vpz_WI/AAAAAAAACcY/1y1rhvLAJw4/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't a recital (that happens in spring), but it was a chance for us parents to watch one of their rehearsals.  They normally ask the parents to wait outside during rehearsals because having us in the room apparently is too disruptive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me, disruptive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, here she is little Miss Nalani - in the center of the front row, naturally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl87k-d2iI/AAAAAAAACcg/DLK67qv3SDI/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl87k-d2iI/AAAAAAAACcg/DLK67qv3SDI/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;From basketbal to ballet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl870NAy6I/AAAAAAAACco/wqbDgyVFTJQ/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl870NAy6I/AAAAAAAACco/wqbDgyVFTJQ/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just another week in the Bicoy household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-4054417271450770362?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4054417271450770362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/4054417271450770362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/12/basketball-and-ballet.html' title='Basketball and Ballet'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Syl8Tw1NafI/AAAAAAAACbY/WTpyQU5PqHA/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6506180939269195306</id><published>2009-12-09T10:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:01:21.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter has arrived...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night marked the first snowfall of the season and boy, it was a doozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 inches of very heavy, wet snow fell over night. It's made a mess everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's great fun for Nalani as you can see in this video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXN-Q2Lg3LE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXN-Q2Lg3LE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David and Kekoa started work on a snow fort which will continue to grow throughout winter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y9MFbUIiysw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y9MFbUIiysw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Winter has arrived in Door County.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Sorry about the poor video quality but these were taken with my Blackberry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6506180939269195306?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6506180939269195306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6506180939269195306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-has-arrived.html' title='Winter has arrived...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8003453607230876101</id><published>2009-12-05T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T16:58:00.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents and a FLAGRANT FOUL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;For years my lovely wife Cari has been one of those insane people who gets up at 2 a.m. the day after Thanksgiving to stand in line when the stores open at 4 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year, my wife was NOT one of those people who got up at 2 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Instead, she just didn't go to bed.  Toys R Us opened at midnight for the very first time this year.   And on she went shopping until morning.  Oh joy, oh rapture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;By the time Cari got home around noon, she was done with probably 85% of the Christmas shopping.  And since she does most of the shopping, I'm stuck with the wrapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In practical terms, this means the weekend after Thanksgiving always translates into one incredible marathon wrapping session for me (and as I come upon middle age, a very sore back).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;After several hours of wrapping, the kids are allowed to come up from their banishment to the basement and see the huge pile of presents.  It's their job to pick up the pile and place the gifts nearly under the Christmas tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nalani grabbed hers by the armful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhsxJn9jRI/AAAAAAAACag/3j38qUAE4z8/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhsxJn9jRI/AAAAAAAACag/3j38qUAE4z8/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Malia could barely lift the biggest present for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhswleA9GI/AAAAAAAACaY/wrxbgGwwbXE/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhswleA9GI/AAAAAAAACaY/wrxbgGwwbXE/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ultimately, everything was squeezed under and around the tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhsxbQJFhI/AAAAAAAACao/6X2NOvzko8Q/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhsxbQJFhI/AAAAAAAACao/6X2NOvzko8Q/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now they just have to live with four weeks of torment of staring at all these gifts without being able to open any of them until Christmas morning!  That's my form of payback torture after being stuck with the bill for all this junk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On a completely different subject, our little athlete Bret Jr. had his very first basketball game on Thursday as his Sturgeon Bay Clippers took on the St. John Bosco Bobcats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs2Q0bItI/AAAAAAAACa4/B9LN6OBRQ2w/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs2Q0bItI/AAAAAAAACa4/B9LN6OBRQ2w/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If I had to compare Bret to an NBA player, it would have to be Charles Barkley.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He's not the tallest kid, nor is he the best ball handler.  But he uses his body well and muscles through the other 5th graders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs2-hTIuI/AAAAAAAACbI/1GLiuzVSUbU/s1600-h/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs2-hTIuI/AAAAAAAACbI/1GLiuzVSUbU/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, he's got a mouth just like Charles Barkley's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret's best sport is football and he's definitely a defensive tackle.  And he plays basketball that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But tonight they were taking it to him.  Here's a flagrant foul as one of the Bobcats literally elbows Bretty across the face as he's making a move with the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs3a5W7-I/AAAAAAAACbQ/plVwuDoJmxE/s1600-h/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs3a5W7-I/AAAAAAAACbQ/plVwuDoJmxE/s400/DSC_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But after a month of practice, Bret loved the first game of the season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs2po98JI/AAAAAAAACbA/xBdWW1cK4Vc/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sxhs2po98JI/AAAAAAAACbA/xBdWW1cK4Vc/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Go Clippers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8003453607230876101?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8003453607230876101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8003453607230876101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/12/presents-and-flagrant-foul.html' title='Presents and a FLAGRANT FOUL!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxhsxJn9jRI/AAAAAAAACag/3j38qUAE4z8/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-309919596920062167</id><published>2009-12-03T19:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:49:09.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My son David, the aspiring You Tube video star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JL7uGIXSTM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JL7uGIXSTM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video with his head in the clouds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/atVQf-_nhMo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/atVQf-_nhMo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, well, this video is just a bit strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVUsnGQ-qGI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVUsnGQ-qGI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're such proud parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-309919596920062167?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/309919596920062167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/309919596920062167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-son-david-aspiring-you-tube-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-7689691528411791918</id><published>2009-11-28T23:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:49:23.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dexter and Scooby Doo Go Tree Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Every year our family sets out to cut down our very own fresh tree for Christmas. And I've commented often before on the great irony of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We search for hours for the most beautiful, perfect tree that symbolizes all that is Christmas. Then we chop it down and kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you've heard that story before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's a bit disturbing is how excited some of our kids are getting over the chopping down part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever watched the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sho.com/site/dexter/home.do" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Showtime series Dexter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;, you'll recall the demented glee that Dexter (the lovable serial killer) gets when he sets out the killing tools of his trade (knives, saws, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow that's exactly what came to mind when Kekoa and I were getting out our tools for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0LKqgC8I/AAAAAAAACZI/GPz6AdoOgMc/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0LKqgC8I/AAAAAAAACZI/GPz6AdoOgMc/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekoa just seems to get really excited about the chopping part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose if we cut down trees every year for our family's enjoyment, that makes us serial tree killers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Alyssa and David are hot on the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this just look like a movie poster picture for a new Scooby Doo live action picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0KWdDTUI/AAAAAAAACY4/ZaRa0Qel23o/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0KWdDTUI/AAAAAAAACY4/ZaRa0Qel23o/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooby Doo and the Case of the Serial Tree Chopper. Watch for it next summer in a theatre near you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't the greatest tree farm - they had lots of fields of balsam fir trees, but we prefer spruce because their stronger branches support our heavier ornaments. Unfortunately, their fields of spruce trees were largely cleared during last Christmas. Lots of stumps abound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0LVWSXFI/AAAAAAAACZQ/1B1ivJcwiwM/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0LVWSXFI/AAAAAAAACZQ/1B1ivJcwiwM/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose what humans call "last Christmas" the trees refer to as the "Great Spruce Massacre of 2008."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case our son David enjoyed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoyed himself so much that he just had to dance as you can see in this video from today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FDL2zKzGF8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FDL2zKzGF8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own with that one. I don't think any further comment from me is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, we did find a great blue spruce tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0cGZ1qxI/AAAAAAAACZY/L9WUBo14Ttg/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0cGZ1qxI/AAAAAAAACZY/L9WUBo14Ttg/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was so warm today (mid 40s), it was a royal pain trying to get the tree back to the van. Although I cannot believe I'm about to write this, a good snow fall would really have helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of lying in some nice clean snow to chop the base of the tree, I had to crawl in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rather than drag the tree to the van over a bed of white snow, I had to carry it to keep it out of the mud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0cogaMdI/AAAAAAAACZg/No77IBCclWA/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0cogaMdI/AAAAAAAACZg/No77IBCclWA/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what Christmas joy! My back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally did get the tree home and we pulled out the ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari bought a new decoration for the tree just the other day - which was the first thing that Kekoa and Nalani hung up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0c2uxNhI/AAAAAAAACZo/Nm1bY7Gjcp8/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0c2uxNhI/AAAAAAAACZo/Nm1bY7Gjcp8/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you can't tell, that's a Tony Romo ornament hanging just above their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got in the act decorating the tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0dOpbINI/AAAAAAAACZw/WstUxtH6KZs/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0dOpbINI/AAAAAAAACZw/WstUxtH6KZs/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture isn't the best one I could find, but it does have a nice view of Cari's rear end. After six kids and all these years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-wallpaper.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my wife is still adorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The really amazing thing about today is how much we actually accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wandering through the woods, cutting down a tree, bringing it home, and decorating it was what we did in the middle of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The day began with the kids putting up Cari's Christmas Village...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0ndclgzI/AAAAAAAACZ4/lV3JcPxGvuM/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0ndclgzI/AAAAAAAACZ4/lV3JcPxGvuM/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mostly that entails taking little houses and people out of boxes and setting them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a view from outside the house through one of the bay windows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0nvPiliI/AAAAAAAACaA/7kq8v5TT2dk/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0nvPiliI/AAAAAAAACaA/7kq8v5TT2dk/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That was the morning before the tree hunt. After we finished decorating the tree, we had to decorate Christmas stockings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0oBRVLXI/AAAAAAAACaQ/wOiuxq5PCDY/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0oBRVLXI/AAAAAAAACaQ/wOiuxq5PCDY/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Each year the kids create their own design for their stocking using glitter and colored glue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You wouldn't believe how many stockings we've accumulated over the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But that's how Christmas season begins in the Bicoy home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0n-idsiI/AAAAAAAACaI/T_XRsio2jf4/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0n-idsiI/AAAAAAAACaI/T_XRsio2jf4/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-7689691528411791918?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7689691528411791918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7689691528411791918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/11/dexter-and-scooby-doo-go-tree-hunting.html' title='Dexter and Scooby Doo Go Tree Hunting'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SxH0LKqgC8I/AAAAAAAACZI/GPz6AdoOgMc/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1822677715423088205</id><published>2009-10-29T22:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:37:02.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Cities Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While Cari and our oldest daugther Alyssa are off at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://monstersoffolk.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monsters of Folk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; concert in downtown Minneapolis, I have some time this evening to post a few pictures of our ongoing visit to the Twin Cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you just drooling over the prospect of reading all this nonsense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today we paid a visit to the Science Museum of Minnesota, complete with their collection of dinosaurs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo37GAnBVI/AAAAAAAACXQ/Ywszn3i0hRA/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo37GAnBVI/AAAAAAAACXQ/Ywszn3i0hRA/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari and Malia did their own newscast live from downtown St. Paul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3crCxtNI/AAAAAAAACWg/eVM1X1ulNLs/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3crCxtNI/AAAAAAAACWg/eVM1X1ulNLs/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Bretty and David piloted a tugboat down the river...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3cnfCoSI/AAAAAAAACWo/2O3kk0C46Vc/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3cnfCoSI/AAAAAAAACWo/2O3kk0C46Vc/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Science Museum has a huge exhibit on all the different parts of the body, including a very large hand for Nalani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo36piiGdI/AAAAAAAACXA/sHxMEMiVjY4/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo36piiGdI/AAAAAAAACXA/sHxMEMiVjY4/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I liked the section on nutrition and the digestive track the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When talking about proper nutrition and what our bodies need to thrive, they had an example of what I can only assume to be the best source of nutrients for the human body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3c3vmzSI/AAAAAAAACWw/eTwmP9ZzCa4/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3c3vmzSI/AAAAAAAACWw/eTwmP9ZzCa4/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza = Nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Science Museum of Minnesota says so! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, that's considered good nutrition when you live in a place where it's 12 degrees outside 9 months out of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There was also a neat exhibit that allowed you to use an optician's tool to closely examine the eye of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalani got all set up to look at her little sister's eye, but apparently Malia didn't quite get the concept that it's your eye that's supposed to be put against the eyepiece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3dK8W51I/AAAAAAAACW4/HsyDM9EZ1zk/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo3dK8W51I/AAAAAAAACW4/HsyDM9EZ1zk/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye. Tongue. Malia must figure what's the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was our little boy David who sat there while his big sister read to him from a dinosaur book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo36_bggiI/AAAAAAAACXI/jr8_uukN9iM/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo36_bggiI/AAAAAAAACXI/jr8_uukN9iM/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a grand ol' time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo37bwMgJI/AAAAAAAACXY/QrixboRHiV8/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo37bwMgJI/AAAAAAAACXY/QrixboRHiV8/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course it still was a museum. There's nothing quite the spectacle that is the Mall of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there yesteday, and again today. At the center of this monstrosity is an Nickelodeon-themed amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with Nick, you have to start with the guy who lives in a pineapple under the sea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo4oHxMQgI/AAAAAAAACX4/ovl13atAQco/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo4oHxMQgI/AAAAAAAACX4/ovl13atAQco/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Spongebob Squarepants, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a wonderful Lego playground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo4oI2wbvI/AAAAAAAACXw/dEdTEPPepv0/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo4oI2wbvI/AAAAAAAACXw/dEdTEPPepv0/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just look at what the kids built from Lego...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo4n5GZz5I/AAAAAAAACXo/7YlkyUEjWZA/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo4n5GZz5I/AAAAAAAACXo/7YlkyUEjWZA/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe the kids didn't build it. But the boys knew who it was. I was convinced it was Boba Fett, but they said it was Jango Fett because Jango wore a blue uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked it up later and they're right. Geez, my kids know more about Star Wars than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back at the Mall of America today. But this time as the women in the family went shopping, we men decided to begin a noble quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A magical quest, to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magiquest.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MagiQuest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; is an interactive game in which you use a magic wand to explore a magical kingdom, find enchanted stones, and use them to become powerful enough to destroy the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the boy's using their wands on a suit of armor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5p_jCOcI/AAAAAAAACYQ/XGwix3doYXI/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5p_jCOcI/AAAAAAAACYQ/XGwix3doYXI/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You flick your wand, and the suit of armor talks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you flick the wand at a chest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5pRTwIWI/AAAAAAAACYI/-mvJRk5Zfqk/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5pRTwIWI/AAAAAAAACYI/-mvJRk5Zfqk/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it opens to show you treasure or an item for which you are searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent way too much time running around that place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the great wizard talking to us when becoming a "Master Magi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5pJKB3YI/AAAAAAAACYA/hzbFETUM7hk/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5pJKB3YI/AAAAAAAACYA/hzbFETUM7hk/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's basically a Harry Potter-like experience, without the creator having to pay Harry Potter royalties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As noted at the start of this post, later this evening Cari and Alyssa heading off to their concert. Thus I was left to feed our five younger kids. And though our Marriott hotel rooms came with fully-equipped kitchens, there was no way I was going to cook anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was off to Chili's to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SupSZKtPcgI/AAAAAAAACYw/OGkwx6gUeOE/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SupSZKtPcgI/AAAAAAAACYw/OGkwx6gUeOE/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the picture below, if you look closely behind Malia's head in the dark background, you'll see the shadow of a man eating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SupSY6uOWgI/AAAAAAAACYo/ko42CDRvyEA/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SupSY6uOWgI/AAAAAAAACYo/ko42CDRvyEA/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This older gentleman and his wife (not pictured) kept looking over at the kids during the entire meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Generally, that sort of staring freaks me out, but at least this couple was smiling. Then again, maybe that's even freakier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, af&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ter the couple finished their dinner they came over to our table and asked me if all these kids were mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;At first I thought of denying it, but I figured my kids already have reason enough for therapy when the grow up so I admitted to fathering them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The older woman then complimented me on having such wonderfully polite and well-behaved children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thanked her and said that keeping the kids locked up in the garage most of the time can work wonders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a true story, but I told Cari about later and she doesn't think it was very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;However, the kids liked it. Or at least they're saying so after I bribed them with a stop for ice cream before returning to the hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5qFDPq5I/AAAAAAAACYY/71zaKAnH_cs/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo5qFDPq5I/AAAAAAAACYY/71zaKAnH_cs/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, that's another day in Minnesota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We did discover one more place we really wanted to go. Unfortunately, it's about 90 minutes away and that's just a bit too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But if you're ever in Southern Minnesota, please be sure to stop at perhaps the greatest food museum of them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo6IL-ZvyI/AAAAAAAACYg/wGPXoQmBEHk/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo6IL-ZvyI/AAAAAAAACYg/wGPXoQmBEHk/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You just have to go to a museum which promotes itself by saying, "Get a taste of interactive meat." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Spam musubi. Spam on saimin. Fried spam in a Zip Pac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm from Hawaii. We all must genuflect before the almighty Spam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1822677715423088205?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1822677715423088205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1822677715423088205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/10/twin-cities-adventures.html' title='Twin Cities Adventures'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Suo37GAnBVI/AAAAAAAACXQ/Ywszn3i0hRA/s72-c/DSC_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8826660070764952974</id><published>2009-10-07T18:28:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:59:37.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mad Hatter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll admit it. I love hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love shopping for them. I love trying them on. I love buying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not particularly fond of baseball caps, mind you, but almost every other kind of hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat oddly, however, I don't wear them that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my children most certainly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their mind, there is no place where it is inappropriate to wear one of their wonderful hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider my son Bret Jr., who recently wore his red fedora to the groundbreaking of his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cousin's memorial garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kNVt4JkI/AAAAAAAACVQ/1DJicFiXiI8/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kNVt4JkI/AAAAAAAACVQ/1DJicFiXiI8/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the picture above, that's United States Congressman Steve Kagan giving my son Bret a fist bump because even he thought that hat was so very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But of all my kids, the true hatmaster is David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He has more hats than all my other children combined (and that's saying something).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here David is in his top hat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kLEmyYpI/AAAAAAAACU4/4rvOI0tMlJk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kLEmyYpI/AAAAAAAACU4/4rvOI0tMlJk/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David wears a different hat from his collection every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So you can imagine his excitement when we visited Fish Creek not too long ago and stopped at their wonderful hat store...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kLnWIH2I/AAAAAAAACVA/965nxS-z6I0/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kLnWIH2I/AAAAAAAACVA/965nxS-z6I0/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It seemed like David tried on every hat in the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ultimately, it came down to whether he wanted to be Gilligan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kMQrTV4I/AAAAAAAACVI/9H_ZYEEAjOs/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kMQrTV4I/AAAAAAAACVI/9H_ZYEEAjOs/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Or Sherlock Holmes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kV3_FqCI/AAAAAAAACVY/POsR14Wa1OM/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kV3_FqCI/AAAAAAAACVY/POsR14Wa1OM/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He picked Sherlock in case you were wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The other kids just had fun trying them on. There's Nalani as a Arabian princess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kXlKCoQI/AAAAAAAACVw/LdsVTmyPTX0/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kXlKCoQI/AAAAAAAACVw/LdsVTmyPTX0/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Inspector Alyssa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kWaIDJ5I/AAAAAAAACVg/jCFV7q01sLY/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kWaIDJ5I/AAAAAAAACVg/jCFV7q01sLY/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not sure what this thing is on Nalani's head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kW9FZouI/AAAAAAAACVo/3i5SrsTFVfA/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kW9FZouI/AAAAAAAACVo/3i5SrsTFVfA/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Alyssa trying on what in college we used to call a granola hat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kg4fdWhI/AAAAAAAACV4/0yERnw32vFA/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kg4fdWhI/AAAAAAAACV4/0yERnw32vFA/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While Alyssa didn't buy the hat, she did demostrate her true tree-hugging credentials by picking out a granola pullover...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kiwy0xJI/AAAAAAAACWQ/6bcLdcO_OME/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kiwy0xJI/AAAAAAAACWQ/6bcLdcO_OME/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;At least there's purple in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's my daughter the vegetarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, when it comes to such things I cannot help but wonder. If God intended us to be vegetarians, why did he make animals out of meat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On the way back from Fish Creek, we also took some time to go through a giant corn maze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0khQoJ74I/AAAAAAAACWA/rqZMy-V2mAo/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0khQoJ74I/AAAAAAAACWA/rqZMy-V2mAo/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you look carefully in the center-left of the picture below, you can see the heads of a couple of my kids as they make their way through the maze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kiEh3e9I/AAAAAAAACWI/O4BAoYg7WS4/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kiEh3e9I/AAAAAAAACWI/O4BAoYg7WS4/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And once we were home, the younger kids still found things to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0knZ4heKI/AAAAAAAACWY/AE2_BF8cSO8/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0knZ4heKI/AAAAAAAACWY/AE2_BF8cSO8/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another goofy weekend in the Bicoy house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8826660070764952974?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8826660070764952974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8826660070764952974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/10/mad-hatter.html' title='The Mad Hatter!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Ss0kNVt4JkI/AAAAAAAACVQ/1DJicFiXiI8/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8688794146708234909</id><published>2009-09-25T18:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:58:23.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Wallpaper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just made new wallpaper for my desktop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sr1R7Cbl8kI/AAAAAAAACUw/BoEyt_8d3js/s1600-h/Cari+Wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sr1R7Cbl8kI/AAAAAAAACUw/BoEyt_8d3js/s400/Cari+Wallpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't she lovely?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm overcome by thoughts of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvNsjiTwF0I" target="blank"&gt;Clay Aiken and people in scrubs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, maybe that's kinda disturbing, but she still is lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8688794146708234909?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8688794146708234909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8688794146708234909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-wallpaper.html' title='My New Wallpaper!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sr1R7Cbl8kI/AAAAAAAACUw/BoEyt_8d3js/s72-c/Cari+Wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8103858052782356361</id><published>2009-09-19T19:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:38:49.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School, Football and Flags!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;These last few weeks have been filled with too much to do at work, followed by the worst case of the flu I have ever had in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully both things are easing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that translates into a really long blog post as we try to catch up on the silliness of the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tuesday after Labor Day marked the start of the school year here in Door County. That meant the four kids to the left saw their summer come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7Qefr1iI/AAAAAAAACSY/o0jt7G1lEvE/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7Qefr1iI/AAAAAAAACSY/o0jt7G1lEvE/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, however, marked a first in our home. It was our baby Malia's first day of Kindergarten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7QxdItII/AAAAAAAACSg/DoHafoeNGGI/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7QxdItII/AAAAAAAACSg/DoHafoeNGGI/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the child that we thought would be a bit too shy for school - she proved us wrong and jumped into it with all the enthusiasm in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my lovely wife, however, this marked an important day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first day in nearly 13 years that we didn't have a little kid not in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari didn't know what to do with herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the first school day came to an end, there she was at the bus stop on the corner waiting for all our kids to come home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7RofsUjI/AAAAAAAACSo/heruQyMcvK0/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7RofsUjI/AAAAAAAACSo/heruQyMcvK0/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate this week of firsts, we took a walk along the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7SIJrHPI/AAAAAAAACSw/kho5IPzam-A/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7SIJrHPI/AAAAAAAACSw/kho5IPzam-A/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went out to eat for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Cari was so busy not having kids at home with her that she didn't have time to cook! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure I'm going to get into trouble for that comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;As a complete non sequitur, I was in Fish Creek the other day and stopped at my favorite hat shop - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gohathead.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hat Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What, you mean not everyone has a favorite hat shop?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This place is great because it sells not only wonderful hats of all kinds, it also sells the most outrageous hats you can find. And in case you haven't noticed, most of my children seem to always be wearing a hat - some a bit more goofy than others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I discovered during my last visit that they also make customized caps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since my youngest daughters Malia and Nalani desperately wanted their own Dallas Cowboys hats but couldn't find a girly one that fit - we had some made for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7jppcQdI/AAAAAAAACTA/nCKo6xX94i0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7jppcQdI/AAAAAAAACTA/nCKo6xX94i0/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a closer look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7jMdQhcI/AAAAAAAACS4/YG7N4qvSX6s/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7jMdQhcI/AAAAAAAACS4/YG7N4qvSX6s/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, it says "Malia's Cowboys" on Malia's hat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7kG4fWuI/AAAAAAAACTI/ov4b0yvGLzg/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7kG4fWuI/AAAAAAAACTI/ov4b0yvGLzg/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday marked the third football game of the season for Bret Jr.'s Bobcats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bretty loves playing defense, but he also played a little center during today's game. And wouldn't you know that across from him at nose tackle was the biggest 5th grader on either team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But our boy held his own against a kid who must have outweighed him by 30 pounds and was a head taller than him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7kS_bhQI/AAAAAAAACTQ/O99vFJrsj4U/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7kS_bhQI/AAAAAAAACTQ/O99vFJrsj4U/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But what Bret really loves is playing on the interior of the defensive line. On one play he drove the quarterback into the ground and caused a fumble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV70nowhxI/AAAAAAAACTg/yDhyUQnt5vM/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV70nowhxI/AAAAAAAACTg/yDhyUQnt5vM/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He made his best effort to recover it as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV71IFUlbI/AAAAAAAACTo/FzmVdx7dae8/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV71IFUlbI/AAAAAAAACTo/FzmVdx7dae8/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Bret dragging down the running back in the backfield with a little help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV70OBGYlI/AAAAAAAACTY/RbPRaWWohDc/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV70OBGYlI/AAAAAAAACTY/RbPRaWWohDc/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He really got into today's game as our Bobcats overwhelmed St. Joe's from Green Bay 30 to 0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV71TdP1TI/AAAAAAAACTw/0VIzarS0p6A/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV71TdP1TI/AAAAAAAACTw/0VIzarS0p6A/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just as Bret's game was coming to a close, we had to run down the road so our youngest son Kekoa could begin his flag football game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here he is tossing a pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7-TvHnYI/AAAAAAAACT4/19ZoRiOfuBc/s1600-h/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7-TvHnYI/AAAAAAAACT4/19ZoRiOfuBc/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa doesn't have his brother's bulk to play on the line. He typically lines up at wide receiver or running back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7-6Wf2GI/AAAAAAAACUA/qOxTPPxNkM4/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7-6Wf2GI/AAAAAAAACUA/qOxTPPxNkM4/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Although I'm sure when he sees a sea of blue jerseys like this he wishes he had his brother Bret in front of him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7_2AVJKI/AAAAAAAACUQ/WBPdQW0AJsM/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7_2AVJKI/AAAAAAAACUQ/WBPdQW0AJsM/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shortly after Kekoa's game began, Cari arrived with Bretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And like a good big brother, Bretty stood right at the line of scrimmage on the sideline to watch his little brother play (Kekoa is the running back immediately to the right of Bretty in the red shirt below)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7_e5BOjI/AAAAAAAACUI/FJ_gg6c21Zg/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7_e5BOjI/AAAAAAAACUI/FJ_gg6c21Zg/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, one of the great things for Kekoa is his team's name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV8IPcMPNI/AAAAAAAACUg/jzMEFC2_RCU/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV8IPcMPNI/AAAAAAAACUg/jzMEFC2_RCU/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, as his jersey says, Kekoa plays for the Cowboys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a long day to say the least and we were all a bit tuckered out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV8HuokpTI/AAAAAAAACUY/95d_kB6Dubw/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV8HuokpTI/AAAAAAAACUY/95d_kB6Dubw/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bretty wanted to know how I was able to take that picture when I was the person driving the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa said I must have taken it at a red light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Uh, yeah, sure. That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, to continue with the non sequitur motif, we also spent the afternoon meandering around downtown Sturgeon Bay for the harvest festival. Look who else happened to be in town...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV8IofxL3I/AAAAAAAACUo/1d9REV7zC6I/s1600-h/A2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV8IofxL3I/AAAAAAAACUo/1d9REV7zC6I/s400/A2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Elvis has left the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently he's in Door County.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8103858052782356361?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8103858052782356361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8103858052782356361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school-football-and-flags.html' title='First Day of School, Football and Flags!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SrV7Qefr1iI/AAAAAAAACSY/o0jt7G1lEvE/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6551175174827850278</id><published>2009-09-13T14:04:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:47:40.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to Cowboys Stadium!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Growing up in Hawaii, I watched individual Cowboy players play in the Pro Bowl at Aloha Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the only time I've ever seen the Cowboys play a live game was watching them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2008/09/cowboys-packers-and-lions.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beat up the Packers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; at Lambeau Field last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hopefully I'll see that again this season as I've got four tickets to this year's Cowboys game at Lambeau Field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I've never seen the Cowboys play in Texas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;this is a vision which tops them all. Here's a picture of the brand spankin' new best stadium in sports...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1D231QDAI/AAAAAAAACSQ/xvj9_dwIK_o/s1600-h/DinaCowboys04.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1D231QDAI/AAAAAAAACSQ/xvj9_dwIK_o/s400/DinaCowboys04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that picture is of the new Cowboys Stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And it was a picture that wasn't taken by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sniff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was taken by my niece Dina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1CQEiCdtI/AAAAAAAACRw/rYDynMwMzQg/s1600-h/DinaCowboys01.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1CQEiCdtI/AAAAAAAACRw/rYDynMwMzQg/s400/DinaCowboys01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dina was visiting Dallas from Hawaii to attend a ceremony honoring her husband Gregg as the "2008 Navy Civilian Fire Officer of the Year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And while there, Gregg's fire chief got them a couple of tickets to the Cowboys-49ers preseason game... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1CQah4J0I/AAAAAAAACR4/0jrTn8A_6Xc/s1600-h/DinaCowboys03.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1CQah4J0I/AAAAAAAACR4/0jrTn8A_6Xc/s400/DinaCowboys03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dina writes, "Although we were three rows from the top in the nose-bleed section, you still had a view, and an amazing view it was. It's amazing! The jumbo-trons are unbelieveable. Aloha Stadium or even the old Texas stadium could fit easily in there with lots of room to spare."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"In all honesty, I don’t think anyone could out-do this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1CQ0xiuCI/AAAAAAAACSA/a2iuMZOSk7I/s1600-h/DinaCowboys02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1CQ0xiuCI/AAAAAAAACSA/a2iuMZOSk7I/s400/DinaCowboys02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dina says, "I guess it’s true that everything is BIGGER in Texas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And from Dina's picture above, the same holds true for the Cowboys offensive line. On that high definition video screen, those guys must be 50 feet tall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6551175174827850278?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6551175174827850278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6551175174827850278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/visit-to-cowboys-stadium.html' title='A Visit to Cowboys Stadium!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Sq1D231QDAI/AAAAAAAACSQ/xvj9_dwIK_o/s72-c/DinaCowboys04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-7056933568845404936</id><published>2009-09-07T21:32:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:23:33.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Few Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Or maybe we should just call this the longest post of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, our kids wanted to squeeze in every bit of play possible before school begins the Tuesday after Labor Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since this is a long weekend, it had to begin with a cookout on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While a cookout still means that I'm going to be outside on the deck in front of a grill, the kids now seem to gather in front of the Wii to play Guitar Hero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCWedF6qI/AAAAAAAACOg/H2xZSYfC0M0/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCWedF6qI/AAAAAAAACOg/H2xZSYfC0M0/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can always identify our sons in a picture because ineveitably they're the ones wearing the, well, distinctive hats. The other boy is their cousin John Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When it comes to boys and Guitar Hero, though, no one is more focused than our boy Kekoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCX4CAcjI/AAAAAAAACO4/AKG-L9WmRxM/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCX4CAcjI/AAAAAAAACO4/AKG-L9WmRxM/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aunty Dorothy, my cousin Sherry, and her daughter Rebecca joined us for a meal of hamburgers and hot dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCWycgFWI/AAAAAAAACOo/W2ItTnwfIUE/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCWycgFWI/AAAAAAAACOo/W2ItTnwfIUE/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Which just left our vegetarian daughter Alyssa just overjoyed to be sitting in front of a giant tray of meat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCXd9yKZI/AAAAAAAACOw/FxWFbQGDxZ0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCXd9yKZI/AAAAAAAACOw/FxWFbQGDxZ0/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankfully, we did manage to pick up a loaf of fresh bread at the Farmer's Market that morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCsrZYkxI/AAAAAAAACPA/NaRdjeNVPWQ/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCsrZYkxI/AAAAAAAACPA/NaRdjeNVPWQ/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's a loaf of "Aloha Bread." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently Aloha is now a "Taste of Door County." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Even though it's made in Algoma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Which isn't in Door County.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since Aunty Dorothy was at our house, we used Skype to set her up on a call with my mom in Hawaii some 4,700 miles away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCtCNe8II/AAAAAAAACPI/jQlUnf-I7DI/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCtCNe8II/AAAAAAAACPI/jQlUnf-I7DI/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess Nalani was so excited to see Grandma on the computer that she had to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Later that day we walked to the beach (we live about a block away).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And while it's not like the kind of beaches you'd find in Hawaii, it is a sandy beach on the Bay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCtn3TsnI/AAAAAAAACPQ/Kjg8i0TCugg/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCtn3TsnI/AAAAAAAACPQ/Kjg8i0TCugg/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David and Bretty were loving some of the pictures Alyssa had been taking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCuK51RHI/AAAAAAAACPY/3Jhr2L8wUT8/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCuK51RHI/AAAAAAAACPY/3Jhr2L8wUT8/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And they all walked out to the giant rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC17D-F0I/AAAAAAAACPg/948zhIWejMs/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC17D-F0I/AAAAAAAACPg/948zhIWejMs/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it was too late in the day to go swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That didn't stop the kids from playing Baywatch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC2CcwLvI/AAAAAAAACPo/niVSWdBaWds/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC2CcwLvI/AAAAAAAACPo/niVSWdBaWds/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we took Alyssa back to Green Bay and spent the afternoon at Bay Beach Amusement Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Malia insisted that everyone get on the Merry-go-round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC3NfllTI/AAAAAAAACP4/88n6QCmBJqA/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC3NfllTI/AAAAAAAACP4/88n6QCmBJqA/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Althought Bretty seemed to be riding a horse as if he were Atilla the Hun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC2hQnbPI/AAAAAAAACPw/eiGJZMW5auE/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXC2hQnbPI/AAAAAAAACPw/eiGJZMW5auE/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I swear, if you look closely at the picture above, Nalani is riding a giant purple rat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We also took the little train around the Bay which got David all fired up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDGkEDTGI/AAAAAAAACQQ/CbKc-2imBUE/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDGkEDTGI/AAAAAAAACQQ/CbKc-2imBUE/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But that was nothing next to the thrill he and Bretty enjoyed on this ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDGRVWj8I/AAAAAAAACQI/9nFLAP_WxhE/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDGRVWj8I/AAAAAAAACQI/9nFLAP_WxhE/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you a better perspective on the ride, here they are from wider angle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDF2YN4yI/AAAAAAAACQA/lO4j_fuhDtA/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDF2YN4yI/AAAAAAAACQA/lO4j_fuhDtA/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a bit much if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it wasn't enough for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In fact, Kekoa, Nalani and Malia all wanted to get in on the act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So they all jumped on the next ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out their hairstyles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDHHWOAGI/AAAAAAAACQY/7wdlQejf070/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXDHHWOAGI/AAAAAAAACQY/7wdlQejf070/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And all you can pretty much see of Malia as she sits next to Bretty is her hair standing straight up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFFdnkKoI/AAAAAAAACQg/eHDKTCFUOew/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFFdnkKoI/AAAAAAAACQg/eHDKTCFUOew/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday, Cari said she wanted to go to Potawatomi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I agreed because I thought she meant the casino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine my surprise when we ended up at a state park filled with green leafy things and bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the landmarks of Potawatomi is this giant tower on the highest hill in the park...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFF4KEQRI/AAAAAAAACQo/M8PpQSADTgM/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFF4KEQRI/AAAAAAAACQo/M8PpQSADTgM/s400/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And while all my kids climbed up at least a level or two, only Bretty was brave enough to climb to the top (gotta love that Nikkor 70-300mm telephoto lens!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFGEHin6I/AAAAAAAACQw/r4l7l4umor0/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFGEHin6I/AAAAAAAACQw/r4l7l4umor0/s400/22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, Cari made sure to supervise all the climbing from the ground below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFGnTOT2I/AAAAAAAACQ4/vhOaOlL5B28/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFGnTOT2I/AAAAAAAACQ4/vhOaOlL5B28/s400/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We spent the afternoon walking along the shore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFPa24cLI/AAAAAAAACRQ/VSc9Ep5lwjk/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFPa24cLI/AAAAAAAACRQ/VSc9Ep5lwjk/s400/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, Nalani spent her last day of summer helping her little sister Malia learn to ride a bike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFOvCN6FI/AAAAAAAACRA/C-7vVoMaU0c/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFOvCN6FI/AAAAAAAACRA/C-7vVoMaU0c/s400/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Note the lovely purple door on our garage to complement Malia's purple bike helmet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Malia got up a good head of steam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFO4xgg7I/AAAAAAAACRI/VCBZ-ka1r04/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFO4xgg7I/AAAAAAAACRI/VCBZ-ka1r04/s400/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before she skinned her elbow on the sidewalk and that was the end of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;David spent some time practicing his slight of hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFPxLnHFI/AAAAAAAACRY/eVM6raFxou0/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXFPxLnHFI/AAAAAAAACRY/eVM6raFxou0/s400/25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;All in all, it was a great way for the kids to end their summer vacation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXF7JLX1cI/AAAAAAAACRg/Vg-euhdS8uA/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXF7JLX1cI/AAAAAAAACRg/Vg-euhdS8uA/s400/26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because even though we're only a block's walk from the beach, there's always a sign pointing at what this beach will look like in just a few short months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXF7q-WiNI/AAAAAAAACRo/4V8IWmzYWrw/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXF7q-WiNI/AAAAAAAACRo/4V8IWmzYWrw/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Labor Day. School starts tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-7056933568845404936?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7056933568845404936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7056933568845404936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-few-days-of-summer.html' title='The Last Few Days of Summer'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqXCWedF6qI/AAAAAAAACOg/H2xZSYfC0M0/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-6952142880968873741</id><published>2009-09-06T22:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:25:42.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with our new toy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean valuable tool we use to record our wonderful adventures so that we may always look back and cherish our lives together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least that was my way of rationalizing to my lovely wife the exorbitant amount of money I spent on a new digital camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We now have a new Nikon D90, several lens, and lots of other assorted accessories that only a true techno-geek can really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we initially put this new toy to use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taking pictures of our son's football games?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Capturing memories of our daughter's first amusement park ride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Otherwise simply documenting their childhood so that it can be forever preserved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of vegetables...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3yxq0fYI/AAAAAAAACNI/HOXtJzGoAvM/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3yxq0fYI/AAAAAAAACNI/HOXtJzGoAvM/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And just 'cause those weren't enough, here are a few more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3zTk7U2I/AAAAAAAACNQ/CjdBQboZ5L0/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3zTk7U2I/AAAAAAAACNQ/CjdBQboZ5L0/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, maybe there is some point to all this.  We wanted to see how well the new camera could capture color and detail.  I don't know what it looks like on a webpage - but the originals are fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another one of the fun features of the camera is its ability to snap 5 pictures every second.  So we told Bretty to jump from the lifeguard chair at the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I figured we'd get either a neat picture of him landing on his feet or clear documentation of how he broke his leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Either way, it would be a good test for the camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4FcyaR0I/AAAAAAAACNg/XTQBZQjCbic/s1600-h/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4FcyaR0I/AAAAAAAACNg/XTQBZQjCbic/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4F_Z7HEI/AAAAAAAACNo/DLJm-qVHdOg/s1600-h/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4F_Z7HEI/AAAAAAAACNo/DLJm-qVHdOg/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4GSAOYnI/AAAAAAAACNw/I9FddMYvWxA/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4GSAOYnI/AAAAAAAACNw/I9FddMYvWxA/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4G_n1vqI/AAAAAAAACN4/MI4mxAxPfzk/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4G_n1vqI/AAAAAAAACN4/MI4mxAxPfzk/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we started getting really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Excuse the garbage cans in the background, but we needed a dark place for the next experiment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went in the garage and fooled around with very slow shutter speeds, a wide open aperture, and multiple flashes.  Here's David, and David, and David...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4LzHDIDI/AAAAAAAACOI/q1krqfjuWX8/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4LzHDIDI/AAAAAAAACOI/q1krqfjuWX8/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then David decided to make a star with a flashlight with the shutter open and Alyssa firing a late flash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4MSkY9EI/AAAAAAAACOQ/6bNQYh7cEKg/s1600-h/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4MSkY9EI/AAAAAAAACOQ/6bNQYh7cEKg/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And this is what it looks like when you go crazy with a Mace Windu lightsaber and the shutter held open in the dark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4NElgXyI/AAAAAAAACOY/YsFduX2pTx8/s1600-h/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4NElgXyI/AAAAAAAACOY/YsFduX2pTx8/s400/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have Mace's lightsaber because it's the purple one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mace is the only Filipino Jedi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my favorite images is the double exposure with Alyssa and David...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4Lgf1LyI/AAAAAAAACOA/X-tu9Bx1Hws/s1600-h/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR4Lgf1LyI/AAAAAAAACOA/X-tu9Bx1Hws/s400/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That one's really odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I even played a bit to get the streaking effect from the sun as the day came to an end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3zz8O-YI/AAAAAAAACNY/b7S8vjFPVB0/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3zz8O-YI/AAAAAAAACNY/b7S8vjFPVB0/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This new camera is going to be a lot of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-6952142880968873741?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6952142880968873741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/6952142880968873741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-with-our-new-toy.html' title='Playing with our new toy...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SqR3yxq0fYI/AAAAAAAACNI/HOXtJzGoAvM/s72-c/DSC_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-7886613712235149297</id><published>2009-08-29T20:26:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:21:31.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bret from Green Bay plays football again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is Bret the football player for whom we can all cheer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our son, Bret Jr., spent this morning banging heads with other 5th graders in his first football game of the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is August - and we still have another three weeks of summer to go - so we all dressed appropriately to watch football on a typical Wisconsin summer day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWXuvllJI/AAAAAAAACMo/z9Xolc-_mfw/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWXuvllJI/AAAAAAAACMo/z9Xolc-_mfw/s400/2009_0829Image0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kekoa, in particular, was just overjoyed to be outdoors on this normal Wisconsin August summer day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVXYplCtI/AAAAAAAACLw/dvxRA_hakR4/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVXYplCtI/AAAAAAAACLw/dvxRA_hakR4/s400/2009_0829Image0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;When Bretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;last played organized football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; in Nevada several years ago, he played for the Bobcats. Amazingly enough, that's the name of his new team in Door County.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While the name is the same, the referees are competely different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In Nevada, there was usually a single referee who was just a high school kid wearing a t-shirt and shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's not the way it is with Bret's new league...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVWyZ0asI/AAAAAAAACLo/UIXhvusjEF4/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVWyZ0asI/AAAAAAAACLo/UIXhvusjEF4/s400/2009_0829Image0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are four referees, and as David pointed out, they even have cool socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bobcats were the visitors at Chief's Field in Manitowoc, Wisconsin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret played at varying times on boths side of the football, periodically at offensive left guard, but mostly at defensive tackle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He seems to enjoy defense the best. Here he is getting real low just before the snap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVX5T0KZI/AAAAAAAACL4/26K-AVkwk7g/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVX5T0KZI/AAAAAAAACL4/26K-AVkwk7g/s400/2009_0829Image0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret is number 76 and he had a really good game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the second quarter he knifed through the offensive line disrupting the play, and another player stripped the football which was recovered by the Bobcats. Here is Bretty and another Bobcat wreaking havoc in the backfield and forcing that fumble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVysQ-1MI/AAAAAAAACMI/O4ev1hZ7o1k/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVysQ-1MI/AAAAAAAACMI/O4ev1hZ7o1k/s400/2009_0829Image0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret really did a nice job holding his position at the middle of the defensive line...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVzFNcMLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/TOI-ujrD5Pk/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVzFNcMLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/TOI-ujrD5Pk/s400/2009_0829Image0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Later in the game the Bobcats forced another turnover and here is Bret just before he dived on the ball and recovered the fumble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVzaxo3LI/AAAAAAAACMY/hYyPKXV1ulU/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVzaxo3LI/AAAAAAAACMY/hYyPKXV1ulU/s400/2009_0829Image0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In addition to being involved with two fumbles, he recorded 1/2 a sack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's my favorite picture of Bret after he blew through the offensive line and is in hot pursuit of the running back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVz1tMacI/AAAAAAAACMg/tWpeMLH7sJU/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVz1tMacI/AAAAAAAACMg/tWpeMLH7sJU/s400/2009_0829Image0045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bret's older brother David was overjoyed (well, as overjoyed as you can be on a summer day like this)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVYonrSoI/AAAAAAAACMA/P3K8dmyqlXs/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnVYonrSoI/AAAAAAAACMA/P3K8dmyqlXs/s400/2009_0829Image0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our boys thrashed Manitowoc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWX7lxhWI/AAAAAAAACMw/cLuxNJI5ExY/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWX7lxhWI/AAAAAAAACMw/cLuxNJI5ExY/s400/2009_0829Image0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But more importantly they had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And since we were in Manitowoc - the birthplace of my mother - we stopped by my grandparent's grave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWYZqwQlI/AAAAAAAACM4/N_vJepQvgZU/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWYZqwQlI/AAAAAAAACM4/N_vJepQvgZU/s400/2009_0829Image0054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We also dropped by to my visit my Aunty Dorothy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But when in Manitowoc, we had to stop for lunch at one of the last car hops around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWYy3MdpI/AAAAAAAACNA/fvIimqoVTE0/s1600-h/2009_0829Image0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWYy3MdpI/AAAAAAAACNA/fvIimqoVTE0/s400/2009_0829Image0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Penquin's Drive-In, home of the big penny burger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Although this isn't the 1950s anymore so it costs a bit more than a penny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-7886613712235149297?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7886613712235149297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/7886613712235149297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/08/bret-from-green-bay-plays-football.html' title='Bret from Green Bay plays football again...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpnWXuvllJI/AAAAAAAACMo/z9Xolc-_mfw/s72-c/2009_0829Image0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1576093485342473445</id><published>2009-08-23T16:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:24:28.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brett Favre was treated dishonorably by the Packers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Favre should have been the Packers QB last year - and they would have been contending for a Super Bowl rather than the losing team that they were. After all, he had just led them to a 13-3 record and the NFC Championship game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So to demonstrate our commitment to our belief in Mr. Favre, Cari and I went to the Packers-Bills game wearing our brand new bright purple #4 Farve Vikings jerseys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9ItRjCaI/AAAAAAAACKw/jtNvALKKXGk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9ItRjCaI/AAAAAAAACKw/jtNvALKKXGk/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was only brave enough to do so while hiding behind our little girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9HwPUSFI/AAAAAAAACKo/eHyyCyk5K8s/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9HwPUSFI/AAAAAAAACKo/eHyyCyk5K8s/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;With all that purple, you'd think a Filipino like me would love the Vikings! Hey, at least they're my brother Jimmy's favorite team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone said we'd be risking our lives to wear our purple jerseys to the Packers game but I said that I wasn't worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packers fans are like a cult. But it's a polite cult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have four pairs of tickets to several games this season, so different kids get to go to different games. This is still the pre-season, so it was Nalani's and Malia's turn - mostly because they don't know what's going on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malia was looking at the players on the field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9Hcn-NpI/AAAAAAAACKg/L9wM69r2jQU/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9Hcn-NpI/AAAAAAAACKg/L9wM69r2jQU/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was most excited at how big everything looked in the binoculars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalani took her turn with the binoculars as well. She couldn't understand why people were yelling mean things at the Bills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9JP4tYKI/AAAAAAAACK4/_agsHanDyB0/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9JP4tYKI/AAAAAAAACK4/_agsHanDyB0/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;After all, Nalani said, "Bill is a nice name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nalani also got quite excited when it was announced that fans in a certain row would have a chance to win a gift certificate from Tony Roma's - the rib place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She thought they meant her hero, Tony Romo - the Cowboys quarterback who's from Wisconsin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Both of the girls joined in the cheering for the most part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9aSXyXdI/AAAAAAAACLA/Mn-GYWiUl3w/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9aSXyXdI/AAAAAAAACLA/Mn-GYWiUl3w/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But Nalani kept sticking her fingers in her ear every time it got loud...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9bPzwsEI/AAAAAAAACLI/9mpIyPN7axY/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9bPzwsEI/AAAAAAAACLI/9mpIyPN7axY/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The most exciting part for the girls was halftime. Lambeau hosted some local 5th grade football teams and let them play on the field...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9birLWiI/AAAAAAAACLQ/nki77Zz-7pY/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9birLWiI/AAAAAAAACLQ/nki77Zz-7pY/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A little boy scored and tried to do the Lambeau leap - that touchdown celebration when the Packer who scores jumps into the endzone stands - but he was just too small to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So the fans reached down and pulled him up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9cY9Y7jI/AAAAAAAACLY/GRYlumz86WQ/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9cY9Y7jI/AAAAAAAACLY/GRYlumz86WQ/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It really was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The girls had a terrific time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9lekODSI/AAAAAAAACLg/GryPwrp-gps/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9lekODSI/AAAAAAAACLg/GryPwrp-gps/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Nalani made sure to subtly demonstrate her commitment to her favorite team by wearing a Cowboys hat with a blue Cowboys star on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1576093485342473445?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1576093485342473445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1576093485342473445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/08/brett-favre-deserved-better-from.html' title='Brett Favre was treated dishonorably by the Packers!'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SpC9ItRjCaI/AAAAAAAACKw/jtNvALKKXGk/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8856819743456141724</id><published>2009-07-25T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:17:41.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Long Day in Door County...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the drawbacks of living in Door County is that there is always something to do, and somewhere to explore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That can make for some very busy days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today started with a trip to the beach. Okay, so maybe it's not Hawaii, but Door County, Wisconsin has the best beaches in the middle of the country. We weren't going there to swim, however. We went to Whitefish Dunes to see the sand scupture competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEt6G7CII/AAAAAAAACJY/vWQu80INahc/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEt6G7CII/AAAAAAAACJY/vWQu80INahc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a very Door County-ish event. A combination of art and the environment. The kids had fun walking around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEuAa1GvI/AAAAAAAACJg/qmJvPvkaJ0c/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEuAa1GvI/AAAAAAAACJg/qmJvPvkaJ0c/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But since we were at Whitefish Dunes, Cari said we just had to take a trek over to Cave Point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEupThmxI/AAAAAAAACJo/dodeS1MVXMg/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEupThmxI/AAAAAAAACJo/dodeS1MVXMg/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cave Point consists of limestone formations that withstand the pounding of the waves from Lake Michigan. That makes for some fun places for kids to explore along the shoreline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEts6B9dI/AAAAAAAACJQ/cLt5n4b7gDo/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEts6B9dI/AAAAAAAACJQ/cLt5n4b7gDo/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys loved climbing out to every rock point they could find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuFE5d8VWI/AAAAAAAACJw/Fj1NEfjYGLA/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuFE5d8VWI/AAAAAAAACJw/Fj1NEfjYGLA/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the little girls kept wanting to pose for pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuFFfe8itI/AAAAAAAACJ4/kYu-kytu07c/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuFFfe8itI/AAAAAAAACJ4/kYu-kytu07c/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Although we did have a few showers early on, it turned out to be a beautiful day in Door County...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuFFZQksCI/AAAAAAAACKA/gMGsUad57YE/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuFFZQksCI/AAAAAAAACKA/gMGsUad57YE/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But going to the beach, then walking through the woods, then exploring rock formations along the shoreline - well, that's not enough to do on a single day for my lovely wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The American Waterways Wind Orchestra was arriving in town to play a concert tonight. And they have the name "Waterways" in their name for a very specific reason. They have a most unique mode of travel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Smu6eHgRB9I/AAAAAAAACKI/LdNuYn6l4Sg/s1600-h/Point+Counterpoint+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Smu6eHgRB9I/AAAAAAAACKI/LdNuYn6l4Sg/s400/Point+Counterpoint+II.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That vessel is a self-propelled barge which sailed into Sturgeon Bay and set up in the harbor. That middle section of the barge in the picture above lifts up to create a symphony shell like covering where the orchestra plays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Smu6et_KkbI/AAAAAAAACKQ/zQ4Tj5jqnCA/s1600-h/2009_0725Image0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Smu6et_KkbI/AAAAAAAACKQ/zQ4Tj5jqnCA/s400/2009_0725Image0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is quite amazing and the kids seemed to enjoy it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Smu6e2GffaI/AAAAAAAACKY/ljr3a_X0xqs/s1600-h/2009_0725Image0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/Smu6e2GffaI/AAAAAAAACKY/ljr3a_X0xqs/s400/2009_0725Image0067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, such is life during summer in Door County!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8856819743456141724?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8856819743456141724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8856819743456141724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/07/very-long-day-in-door-county.html' title='A Very Long Day in Door County...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SmuEt6G7CII/AAAAAAAACJY/vWQu80INahc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-1582886107294993331</id><published>2009-06-25T19:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:50:31.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Michael...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O6P559-Zji0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O6P559-Zji0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-1582886107294993331?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1582886107294993331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/1582886107294993331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-1958-2009.html' title='Goodbye Michael...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-165642125709480231</id><published>2009-06-11T20:30:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:35:21.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The President visits and writes a note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like me, he's from Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the land of the Frozen Tundra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course President Obama would want to hold his first town hall meeting on health care in Green Bay. Doesn't everybody from Hawaii want to be in Green Bay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it is not every day the President visits Wisconsin, so an invitation to the event was highly coveted. But because we know people way more important than we are, Cari and I got a pair of tickets to the big event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOhrHRUI/AAAAAAAACHw/kY0pRVqbJSQ/s1600-h/2009_0611Image0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOhrHRUI/AAAAAAAACHw/kY0pRVqbJSQ/s400/2009_0611Image0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day began as we ignored the designated parking lot which shuttled you by bus to the town hall meeting site. Instead we parked in a one-hour parking zone a block away. We figured that it was worth the $10 parking ticket if we even got one - which we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parking where we did had us walk by the incredible row of television trucks. This picture doesn't even do justice to the amount of stuff that was out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOoFDxkI/AAAAAAAACHo/NgJFd4e0eBc/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOoFDxkI/AAAAAAAACHo/NgJFd4e0eBc/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the process of getting in the building was amazingly efficient considering the security precautions that they took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOc4fHvI/AAAAAAAACHg/xksRK0Eoozg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOc4fHvI/AAAAAAAACHg/xksRK0Eoozg/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran into a lot of people we knew while standing in line, but even I was shocked to see Sarah Palin standing just a few feet away from us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOCMfVPI/AAAAAAAACHY/N4rP0Nz6LgI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOCMfVPI/AAAAAAAACHY/N4rP0Nz6LgI/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last picture was taken with my Blackberry, so the slightly fuzzy picture doesn't do justice to just how much this lady looked like the pride of Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting inside, we first were on the bleachers, only to get called down to floor seats. Then we were moved to the other side of the floor to the very the back row (which was still a big improvement over the bleachers). But an usher came over to us and said that the whole back row was reserved for Senator Steve Kagan's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we pointed out to the young man that Kagan is a Congressman, not a Senator, we were moved anyway. But this time ironically we were placed in the best of the four positions. We were moved to the front left of the podium, in floor seats, about the sixth or seventh row back from the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for booting us Senator Kagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the side behind us was the unwashed media horde...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvmTWDwwI/AAAAAAAACH4/3YDNHGfxj8M/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvmTWDwwI/AAAAAAAACH4/3YDNHGfxj8M/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari was counting down the minutes to when the event was to begin - and I foolishly mocked her attention to the time. In all the political campaigns and events I've been involved with over the years, I cannot recall one that ever started on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess President Obama is a man with a schedule because there he was, exactly on time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvm7nHsrI/AAAAAAAACIA/94SyhJS1dUo/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvm7nHsrI/AAAAAAAACIA/94SyhJS1dUo/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President spoke for a bit about health care, but then he stepped out from behind his podium and took questions from the audience. It really was quite amazing. He called people at random, and they just asked him questions - and clearly not all the questioners were in agreement with his policies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took each question from the audience, then answered them directly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvnLw9P9I/AAAAAAAACIQ/w8SxraEb4YI/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvnLw9P9I/AAAAAAAACIQ/w8SxraEb4YI/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you agree with the man or not, you have to respect the fact that he is willing to come before a crowd and tell you exactly where he stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lest you think this was a hand selected audience, it most certainly was not. Other than a certain amount of tickets given to dignitaries and other political leaders and their friends and family, the vast majority were randomly distributed to anyone who signed up. You just filled out an online form with a name and phone number (or called an 800 number), and you were contacted if your name was drawn for tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an enormous difference from some previous Presidents who only talked to hand picked crowds that never disagreed with anything the President said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of today's questions was asked by a friend of mine. Here's John on the left asking the President his question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvm3EwUYI/AAAAAAAACII/LhA3W35T-_0/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvm3EwUYI/AAAAAAAACII/LhA3W35T-_0/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now John started asking his question by telling the President that his daughter Kennedy was skipping school today to be at the town hall meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the President asked if she needed a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John said that he'd take the President up on that offer, but then began to ask his question anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President interrupted John by saying, "I'm serious. What's her name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, being John, replied, "John."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama then said, "No, her name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John finally told him that his daughter's name is "Kennedy," to which the President replied, "That's a cool name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the President writing a note to Kennedy's teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvyIbnP5I/AAAAAAAACIY/42DBhn9Hy88/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvyIbnP5I/AAAAAAAACIY/42DBhn9Hy88/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the note he handed to her written on a piece of paper torn off from some document he had with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvyhfTiuI/AAAAAAAACIw/d2zjRW8VTS0/s1600-h/91.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvyhfTiuI/AAAAAAAACIw/d2zjRW8VTS0/s400/91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads, "To Kennedy's Teacher - Please excuse Kennedy's absence... she's with me. Barack Obama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the President got back to answering questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvyAW0aMI/AAAAAAAACIg/Fh1fSRteQgM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvyAW0aMI/AAAAAAAACIg/Fh1fSRteQgM/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he was done we all rushed up to the barrier where a grinning President was shaking hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvye3lzPI/AAAAAAAACIo/36f-8NT_-9w/s1600-h/93.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvye3lzPI/AAAAAAAACIo/36f-8NT_-9w/s400/93.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how many folks were reaching out to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGwD9QjDvI/AAAAAAAACI4/n6tAcaugpiE/s1600-h/92.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGwD9QjDvI/AAAAAAAACI4/n6tAcaugpiE/s400/92.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they wanted to shake his hand even though if you look at the last two pictures above, you can see this foreboding Secret Service agent glaring at anyone who got near the President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our one block walk back to our car, we passed several protesters, including some calling President Obama a Nazi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGwEPZQJvI/AAAAAAAACJA/xZ_G8T844V4/s1600-h/94.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGwEPZQJvI/AAAAAAAACJA/xZ_G8T844V4/s400/94.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a bit confusing because there were other protesters calling him a socialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to talk to the protesters about doing a better job giving us a consistent message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite sign of all is the one that is at the top center part of this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGwENcjUWI/AAAAAAAACJI/1rftdhVi2jM/s1600-h/95.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGwENcjUWI/AAAAAAAACJI/1rftdhVi2jM/s400/95.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads, "Wake up America, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matrix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; has you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Keanu Reeves when you need him. Then again, maybe Barack Obama is "The One."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-165642125709480231?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/165642125709480231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/165642125709480231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/06/president-visits-green-bay.html' title='The President visits and writes a note...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SjGvOhrHRUI/AAAAAAAACHw/kY0pRVqbJSQ/s72-c/2009_0611Image0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-492472039430467889</id><published>2009-06-06T20:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:31:13.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly 21 Years and 2 Days Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Exactly 21 years and 2 days ago, I was standing right there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7oEj1uI/AAAAAAAACGg/3arUTt4ZTVA/s1600-h/img211.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7oEj1uI/AAAAAAAACGg/3arUTt4ZTVA/s400/img211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "there" is the occassion of my graduation from Iolani School, some 4,739 miles from where I stood today. Yes, that guy with the poofy hair is me as I graduated from high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I could not help but think about that day because our oldest daughter, Alyssa Carolyn Bicoy, just graduated from Bay Port High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before we get to the graduation ceremony, we have to talk about how the day began. We started out with a really big surprise for Alyssa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa has her guitar lessons on saturdays. I loudly told Cari last night that we had to see our accountant on saturday. That meant if Alyssa was to attend her guitar lesson, she'd have to accompany us to the accountant's office and then we'd drop her off at her lesson immediately after we were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, spending time with our accountant is not how Alyssa wanted to start her graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the morning, rather than go to see the accountant, we drove directly to the music store and surprised Alyssa with a graduation present. We let her pick out her own first really nice guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She was so excited she almost cried!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, little did I know that selecting a guitar required such deep thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7uW685I/AAAAAAAACGY/y-zzn7jOLgI/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7uW685I/AAAAAAAACGY/y-zzn7jOLgI/s400/2009_0606Image0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa liked one Martin Guitar in particular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisI8GMf0nI/AAAAAAAACHQ/SqT4SXe4fQk/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisI8GMf0nI/AAAAAAAACHQ/SqT4SXe4fQk/s400/2009_0606Image0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although we spent a really, really long time trying out different guitars, she kept coming back to the Martin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisI72NTyXI/AAAAAAAACHI/ljpqqv9FCJs/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisI72NTyXI/AAAAAAAACHI/ljpqqv9FCJs/s400/2009_0606Image0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite honestly, I have no idea of how one kind of guitar is better than another. But when I learned that Eric Clapton normally uses a Martin when he plays acoustic guitar - well, now that I can understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so where we began is basically where we ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7Fr_nNI/AAAAAAAACGQ/VHNXrcySaRY/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7Fr_nNI/AAAAAAAACGQ/VHNXrcySaRY/s400/2009_0606Image0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very excited and happy Alyssa picked a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martinguitar.com/guitars/choosing/guitars.php?p=m&amp;amp;m=000-15" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Martin Solid Mahogany Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7wjQomI/AAAAAAAACGo/V2xpE9Okzqk/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7wjQomI/AAAAAAAACGo/V2xpE9Okzqk/s400/2009_0606Image0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rushed home, changed clothes, and ran right back out the door so she could walk to the sounds of pomp and circumstance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGk0bcNOI/AAAAAAAACF4/gIXZXZeCJMU/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGk0bcNOI/AAAAAAAACF4/gIXZXZeCJMU/s400/2009_0606Image0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cari and I were overwhelmed with emotion but the boys occupied themselves with the sounds of beeps and chirps from their Gameboys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGkwF_8qI/AAAAAAAACFw/--HvZYDejvk/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGkwF_8qI/AAAAAAAACFw/--HvZYDejvk/s400/2009_0606Image0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Beeps" and "chirps" - how's that for dating one's self when talking about video games. Where's Ms. Pacman when you need her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is our not-so-litle girl walking across the stage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGlP2OWCI/AAAAAAAACGA/Hy6apqlSiVM/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGlP2OWCI/AAAAAAAACGA/Hy6apqlSiVM/s400/2009_0606Image0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll admit it. I had a few tears in my eye when they played that music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;As for Cari, well, she was bawling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's official. Alyssa Carolyn Bicoy, high school graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGlbkdNOI/AAAAAAAACGI/NPmrX4OF6zQ/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisGlbkdNOI/AAAAAAAACGI/NPmrX4OF6zQ/s400/2009_0606Image0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, those 21 years and 2 days just flew by. Just look at our oldest daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisHcIqmv5I/AAAAAAAACG4/UCBoqvUy8SU/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisHcIqmv5I/AAAAAAAACG4/UCBoqvUy8SU/s400/2009_0606Image0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and the leis are from Grandma Betty and Grandpa Bernie from Hawaii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisHcQEfwiI/AAAAAAAACHA/eay1jgbfam4/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisHcQEfwiI/AAAAAAAACHA/eay1jgbfam4/s400/2009_0606Image0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just so hard to believe that our daugther is a high school graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisHcCMctbI/AAAAAAAACGw/LoHiSm_wV74/s1600-h/2009_0606Image0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisHcCMctbI/AAAAAAAACGw/LoHiSm_wV74/s400/2009_0606Image0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations Alyssa. It's official. Your father is middle-aged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let the mid-life crisis begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-492472039430467889?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/492472039430467889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/492472039430467889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/06/exatly-21-years-and-2-days-ago.html' title='Exactly 21 Years and 2 Days Ago...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SisG7oEj1uI/AAAAAAAACGg/3arUTt4ZTVA/s72-c/img211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-8290528154463465683</id><published>2009-05-24T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:05:34.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And they swam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Through the wonders of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, video calls through the computer have become the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so what better way to use it then for Grandma Betty to sing to her two youngest granddaughters, Nalani and Malia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPLdx3nVyNs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPLdx3nVyNs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-8290528154463465683?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8290528154463465683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/8290528154463465683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-they-swam.html' title='And they swam...'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-840709368868792688</id><published>2009-05-03T20:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:15:26.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Unique Take on World Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;While I normally reserve this silly little blog to posting nonsensical stories and pictures from our family, every now and then we encounter something so wonderfully different that it ends up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the case with the videos from Playing for Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A record producer, Mark Johnson, heard this street musician in California playing a unique version of "Stand By Me" and decided to record him. He took that recording and complemented his work by adding other musicians from around the world. The amazing thing is that none of these musicians were ever in the same place at the same time. They each listened to the recording of the previous artist then added their unique take to the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first saw it a few months ago on &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/moyers/journal/index-flash.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bill Moyer's Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (which is another reason why this show is very the best news analysis program on television) and they've now released a &lt;a href="http://www.playingforchange.com/shop/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;amp;Store_Code=PFC&amp;amp;Product_Code=HRM-31130-00&amp;amp;Category_Code=featured" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DVD of the music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a couple different videos they put together. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xjPODksI08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xjPODksI08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fgWFxFg7-GU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fgWFxFg7-GU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-840709368868792688?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/840709368868792688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/840709368868792688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/05/unique-take-on-world-music.html' title='A Unique Take on World Music'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-895587808066507428</id><published>2009-05-02T17:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:58:29.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are all these kids?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today five of our six kids jumped in the van and off we were to visit the hallowed ground known as the Frozen Tundra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIWIWb5nI/AAAAAAAACEo/wTpSsJ-YRxA/s1600-h/IMG00351.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIWIWb5nI/AAAAAAAACEo/wTpSsJ-YRxA/s400/IMG00351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And though the ground finally thawed, it was still fun at Healthy Kids Day at Lambeau Field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, while there, we had to pay homage to Mr. Lombardi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIVwM90tI/AAAAAAAACEY/tASdVglscx0/s1600-h/IMG00349.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIVwM90tI/AAAAAAAACEY/tASdVglscx0/s400/IMG00349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the truth of the matter is that our kids aren't really Packer fans.  It's kinda hard to tell from this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIVz9fdeI/AAAAAAAACEg/qgrwkI4TyJg/s1600-h/IMG00350.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIVz9fdeI/AAAAAAAACEg/qgrwkI4TyJg/s400/IMG00350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;...but Kekoa (in green) is wearing the hat of his beloved Dallas Cowboys and Bret Jr. (in red) has his Atlanta Falcons cap on.  Nalani and Malia also cheer for the Cowboys and David, well, David isn't a football fan.  David likes baseball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;His guidance counselor wants to him to talk to a professional, but we assured her that it is possible to cheer for the Red Sox in Packerland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I must also point out that I am wearing my most favorite of all t-shirts. If you can't read the message, here it is again below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIVk6WV_I/AAAAAAAACEQ/plaXFia37OA/s1600-h/IMG00346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIVk6WV_I/AAAAAAAACEQ/plaXFia37OA/s400/IMG00346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who are all these kids? ...and why are they calling me Dad??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10203216-895587808066507428?l=nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/895587808066507428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10203216/posts/default/895587808066507428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonsensicaltravels.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-are-all-these-kids.html' title='Who are all these kids?'/><author><name>Bret &amp;amp; Cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574618920928869881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4176/1245/320/400245/Bret%20%26%20Cari%20-%20cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SfzIWIWb5nI/AAAAAAAACEo/wTpSsJ-YRxA/s72-c/IMG00351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10203216.post-3884731170729250713</id><published>2009-04-12T16:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:51:54.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornering the Egg Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Coloring Easter eggs at our house requires a lot of eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We buy three complete food coloring kits and more dozens of eggs than you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really annoying part isn't the cost or the vinegar smells wafting from our kitchen, it's the medical regimen of Lipitor, Zocor and Vytorin we take for weeks prior to consuming all those eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were a lot of them this year like usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdRhIQmYI/AAAAAAAACDA/DQGTI8TNYYc/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdRhIQmYI/AAAAAAAACDA/DQGTI8TNYYc/s400/2009_0412Image0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids spend hours trying to be creative drawing designs on the eggs with the wax crayon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdR3GU7MI/AAAAAAAACDI/l0Q7DYjHOy8/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdR3GU7MI/AAAAAAAACDI/l0Q7DYjHOy8/s400/2009_0412Image0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of our children like Kekoa carefully use the utensils to dip their eggs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdSANsVYI/AAAAAAAACDQ/s-PSHKItW-M/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdSANsVYI/AAAAAAAACDQ/s-PSHKItW-M/s400/2009_0412Image0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are others like Nalani who just dunk their hands in the food coloring to grab the eggs then wonder why their fingers are changing color...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdSfMnxmI/AAAAAAAACDY/3qtFGAtKjis/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdSfMnxmI/AAAAAAAACDY/3qtFGAtKjis/s400/2009_0412Image0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa didn't really want to color eggs this year, with her now being an adult and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdfUz206I/AAAAAAAACDw/bBsnj2TdW_g/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdfUz206I/AAAAAAAACDw/bBsnj2TdW_g/s400/2009_0412Image0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow she seemed to spend the most time on her eggs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdfrU2a_I/AAAAAAAACD4/q8WoWgrFemw/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdfrU2a_I/AAAAAAAACD4/q8WoWgrFemw/s400/2009_0412Image0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter we went to Cari's parent's house and Malia was so excited to wear her new dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJde8GU6yI/AAAAAAAACDg/6bIQPzcRQaM/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJde8GU6yI/AAAAAAAACDg/6bIQPzcRQaM/s400/2009_0412Image0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the snow had melted some time ago, Nalani decided to wear her winter boots. After all, they were the perfect color to complement her new dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdfV1hGxI/AAAAAAAACDo/ckOmJ9I97Vs/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdfV1hGxI/AAAAAAAACDo/ckOmJ9I97Vs/s400/2009_0412Image0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so goes another Easter Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdoP-xFqI/AAAAAAAACEA/g3SEaEsMVyk/s1600-h/2009_0412Image0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZlmiK67KE/SeJdoP-xFqI/AAAAAAAACEA/g3SEaEsMVyk/s400/2009_0412Image0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogge
