tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-190014952024-03-07T17:00:10.830-08:00Girl PowerThis is all about the Gundersen girls and the wild ride we call life.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.comBlogger145125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-6758529418161401232009-04-15T22:19:00.000-07:002009-04-15T22:25:40.639-07:00So it's been over a year but Im backI know it has been awhile and I am pretty sure no one checks my blog anymore. But I started looking over it to show my before pictures to some clients at work and realized I really missed blogging. So here I am back in the saddle again at 12:21am I should totally be in bed I have to get up in the morning and be perky. I teach a step class at 9am.<br />Hey look I got mighty tired all of a sudden!! Hurray it's off to bed I go Hi Hoe Hi Hoe Hi HoeNatalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-45825694120232823252008-04-03T19:30:00.000-07:002008-04-03T20:05:37.268-07:00So how lucky am I??Ok I have decided I must <span style="font-weight:bold;">LOVE</span>drama. Because nothing I do is drama free seriously. You would think a quite drive to work on a Monday morning would be a possibility but not for me, let me explain:<br />I am throwing myself a lovely pitty party decorations and all, you know the usual I love my job in Idaho I don't really want to move, then I counter that with Idaho is too cold (temp was a scorching 20 degrees)at least Texas is warm. Just as I come to the light and stop only half a block from work. And <span style="font-weight:bold;">BAM </span> I get hit from behind then because I love drama I managed to hit the guy in front of me. So we had a Natalie sandwich. It was fun!! Then the girl who hit me comes out to see if I'm OK and wants to just give me her number she has some where to be. I said umm I will be calling the police and do then she needs to use my cell to call the hospital yup folks the hospital. She just gave birth to a baby exactly one week earlier and she was headed to feed him in the NICU. Why couldn't it have been some creep to hit me why a very nice lady with a sad story. So now I can't do anything except wait for the police oh ya the guy I hit is cool too. Crazy Idaho folks no one gets mad just as nice as can be (kinda creepy huh)!! <br />I called work and told them I would be a little late getting in because of my sandwich situation. First they pittyed me appropriately then they laughed you see it was my first day back after my trip to Texas and my second accident in less than six months. I was kinda hit by a semi in October actually backed into by a semi in October. So anyway everyone who wasn't already at the office had to drive by and see me in a wreck so they all called and or text to get the low down and again as soon as they found out that I was OK they laughed.<br />So after the police said I could go I went to the Redi Care place instead of the ER (which was across the street) unfortunately the were not ready to care and I spent the next forever there getting x rays and such done. So I left for work at 7:45am and actually reached work at 12:15pm. <br />I get to my day job and everyone is back to feeling sorry for me because I move like an idiot. Then I have to go teach my aerobics class yes folk aerobics after a car accident is probably not a good idea but no one could cover my class for me. <br />All said and done I think the old man car is on its last leg, it looks ok just broken bumpers and scratched up the trunk is a little smaller and the doors are drafty but heck the thing is paid for. So it will be just fine. <br />As for me I am fine no worse for wear I guess, and evidently long winded.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-11127202371046437572008-03-13T15:34:00.000-07:002008-03-13T15:36:12.038-07:00Thanks HeidiSo the previous post is thanks to my dear friend Heidi. I wondered who I could possibly look like. Funny some of the people it pulled up huh. Anyway it was fun to see.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-62280385500201616702008-03-13T15:30:00.000-07:002008-03-13T15:31:43.267-07:00Thanks Heidi<a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/07/98/72/079872_9074947baa9d748t6z4l46.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" ></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-80575057370462552372008-03-13T14:41:00.001-07:002008-03-13T15:06:54.728-07:00Just the girls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU-kcVfvYIzlBrSOvl4fwmfcbB4hYb9xXCHs3jlARvXhFWLj4vndPJ6mK9rB_z4L8tdcDIlAT6xloHXOU0RKmX8Qgp_mSNel5vMBjPfsm1_vnxUmvJvKLHC1a95kzITE6g8fBP/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU-kcVfvYIzlBrSOvl4fwmfcbB4hYb9xXCHs3jlARvXhFWLj4vndPJ6mK9rB_z4L8tdcDIlAT6xloHXOU0RKmX8Qgp_mSNel5vMBjPfsm1_vnxUmvJvKLHC1a95kzITE6g8fBP/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177348231207552162" border="0" /></a>Nothing to much to say we sat we posed and here we have pretty pretty pictures.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jessica and her cousin Elise are like two peas in a pod.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvIzb4WO1Kk4cKI3-oJLGfTGDwGFpEhxm9F7oUi3SDvMAOPuUk4cqLaEBNSgtxiyiODCN1paFhVIJUmew3uI3TQFtY9XsesxfW6bz6i_NF_SfgEUEKJlI9LbO6so2fYG-4QQK/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvIzb4WO1Kk4cKI3-oJLGfTGDwGFpEhxm9F7oUi3SDvMAOPuUk4cqLaEBNSgtxiyiODCN1paFhVIJUmew3uI3TQFtY9XsesxfW6bz6i_NF_SfgEUEKJlI9LbO6so2fYG-4QQK/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177348042228991122" border="0" /></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-6000121876170881102008-03-12T14:44:00.001-07:002008-03-12T15:03:50.359-07:00It's not a polar bear<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCxYzPUaaqeeBq99Zf5UgfqErsL8ljvsxEJMgQ78uJkfrF68aUl7M5msULbI8GWnjklwtJba7pGti21tCALBoks6VKAGj27PAO5TwLSA4mpLNnVu_BSpA0NvVfbjzsZXYLtZql/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCxYzPUaaqeeBq99Zf5UgfqErsL8ljvsxEJMgQ78uJkfrF68aUl7M5msULbI8GWnjklwtJba7pGti21tCALBoks6VKAGj27PAO5TwLSA4mpLNnVu_BSpA0NvVfbjzsZXYLtZql/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176974715081688178" border="0" /></a>So we all went sledding for my families big Christmas party. Of course we had to bring the dog. He is the sweetest thing he is huge over 100lbs and thinks taking care of my girls is his full time job. Jessica climbs all over him and he wont let anyone near her. But if Jessica tells him to come, sit, stay, anything he is quick to do just as she says.<br />His name is Mac<br />The other pic is of a few of the cousins in the truck heading for the hills.<br />We had a great time my sisters picked me up and put me on a sled with one of my big sisters and down we went before I could truly protest. As we were careening down the hill of sheer ice I saw my death quickly approaching in the form of a jump. We hit with amazing speed the sled went one way and we went sailing through the air arms and legs flailing. No worries I stopped us with my BUTT yes both of us were stopped by my patuckous . When we landed our bodies were contorted in unnatural positions slowly we gathered ourselves and our breath. We hobbled away feeling a little on the old side but hey what is sledding if you don't come away limping? I am still undecided if I am going to miss sledding when we are in Texas I am not sure how many more trips my patuckous can take. But memories were definitely made that day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbV0ooY34WrHv0b4ivnCffboOeneWHfTl9jUHR3kZXm6j3b45RW0D_LVo_7d0EVL5XY-kqd9TPt1LTYn4l_HJlWQAdIFIlDFLTZr0bjM20Y0kKuuUJDx3QDnKk7Bt4pN9zPy7C/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbV0ooY34WrHv0b4ivnCffboOeneWHfTl9jUHR3kZXm6j3b45RW0D_LVo_7d0EVL5XY-kqd9TPt1LTYn4l_HJlWQAdIFIlDFLTZr0bjM20Y0kKuuUJDx3QDnKk7Bt4pN9zPy7C/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176974517513192546" border="0" /></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-14996334808409270882008-03-12T14:28:00.001-07:002008-03-12T14:43:22.746-07:00Still playing catch up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkI43U7xGkDXWwiBKLauIsdTp7uYdywrUrGDsKvjIChC0xyccx0qTuPFRooGCYdOR8DMNg64zuSwwknNqVtkTAlAQqo0IkQ1YFbN7ZaFtPRaNXMRe-vZW4iJ6qtu4YAWPSxH_1/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkI43U7xGkDXWwiBKLauIsdTp7uYdywrUrGDsKvjIChC0xyccx0qTuPFRooGCYdOR8DMNg64zuSwwknNqVtkTAlAQqo0IkQ1YFbN7ZaFtPRaNXMRe-vZW4iJ6qtu4YAWPSxH_1/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176973452361303122" border="0" /></a>We showed up to church early and a lady came to us and said we needed a picture taken we didn't plan on all wearing red but it worked out that way. So here we have the ladies in RED<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV40Z3kYAkJALRd3uTiy8IwYN0Y-OLMKkH1D0RbyTZCD9r-7TQS54xVtv1uQSUjiA2rMUyxXV5CpeZF1gmzpLOGlpcm-KLCtx5cZCLpbvM9n1lSuC-BbTtdrLG3ir0pEGPBvpk/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV40Z3kYAkJALRd3uTiy8IwYN0Y-OLMKkH1D0RbyTZCD9r-7TQS54xVtv1uQSUjiA2rMUyxXV5CpeZF1gmzpLOGlpcm-KLCtx5cZCLpbvM9n1lSuC-BbTtdrLG3ir0pEGPBvpk/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176972224000656450" border="0" /></a>Lila loves camera's basically she just wants to eat them. Lila loves all things that light up sparkle or resemble pearls. She was very helpful decorating the Christmas tree as you can tell she kept track of the ornaments.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmDipXeecItPEyjZ2aQJm2NpNrBwpAc5CZ0HcuWaQ5tUZ5vQ_PeaQrx9Zpl94he7nqpb2Mo8RafqKMzqO9oaQ904jp7yMxs5ulg7cFSNvEPjoXI4mAs4QnjubqM3C8M0IF-q4/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmDipXeecItPEyjZ2aQJm2NpNrBwpAc5CZ0HcuWaQ5tUZ5vQ_PeaQrx9Zpl94he7nqpb2Mo8RafqKMzqO9oaQ904jp7yMxs5ulg7cFSNvEPjoXI4mAs4QnjubqM3C8M0IF-q4/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176971313467589682" border="0" /></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-11689474469375913952008-03-09T15:02:00.001-07:002008-03-09T15:16:57.868-07:00SO...... Santa I WANT IT ALL!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4LC29epCCeDpGMlLBseu1KHQTtlnLZQHs20j98AtGcnob4QUCnBMoGBOMz1XuAINBHNIxnY2aDwWvzQgKvNIvRbUF9mpg2tPgMrTIcZ2yEVWUuDvEro9rCYCkoV7QiFcJOHZ/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4LC29epCCeDpGMlLBseu1KHQTtlnLZQHs20j98AtGcnob4QUCnBMoGBOMz1XuAINBHNIxnY2aDwWvzQgKvNIvRbUF9mpg2tPgMrTIcZ2yEVWUuDvEro9rCYCkoV7QiFcJOHZ/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175868211247154178" border="0" /></a>OK!! Doesn't Lila look like Cindy Lou Who just got caught with a candy cane? She never did get it open all the way and loved sucking on it and hitting anyone who tried to take it away. Jessica is such a good kid I don't know what I would do with out her. <span style="font-style: italic;">SHE </span>didn't need to sit on Santa's lap but Lila really needed to.<br />Just as they were getting off Lila grabbed a handful of the big mans beard. You should have seen Santa's face! PRICELESS<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfRh5kkjR43hDftzMAotbA-zhUxDe15JZLpVJvHL9-btstH_jGuPWfzKaUn-UoWMYpVm6pRndvDhrVaILB4DGEa6Fl5BHKFi2EiBFl5Dyk3RaV3kCkIsCpo0X2PbfnPhhbwvNW/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfRh5kkjR43hDftzMAotbA-zhUxDe15JZLpVJvHL9-btstH_jGuPWfzKaUn-UoWMYpVm6pRndvDhrVaILB4DGEa6Fl5BHKFi2EiBFl5Dyk3RaV3kCkIsCpo0X2PbfnPhhbwvNW/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175867459627877346" border="0" /></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-80211489706754268342008-03-09T14:54:00.000-07:002008-03-09T15:01:42.115-07:00First Solids<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrattdF-ymX4min-5kMb2hlbXAHr9ShRwolNi5r5gTHtMdPYIALyp6oHJBJDlm8Ie2_9wQK51wyDJw-KetA5P6EASjh6wbSDsFWdjKUoa660fsOX-y5d46tfMFGuRcwbbAH9Wj/s1600-h/IMG_0542.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrattdF-ymX4min-5kMb2hlbXAHr9ShRwolNi5r5gTHtMdPYIALyp6oHJBJDlm8Ie2_9wQK51wyDJw-KetA5P6EASjh6wbSDsFWdjKUoa660fsOX-y5d46tfMFGuRcwbbAH9Wj/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175864539050116018" border="0" /></a>Lila didn't like the idea of eating from a spoon, but she came around to the idea. She is 5 months old here. At 9 months she still loves rice cereal nothing in it just the cereal funny huh. But she doesn't like the stage one baby foods I think it is the texture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEine895jvj_LxzjRZhLLGep27k8EsMke6EECpciS6d37W55k_4BsAgZjk4ReUdKnMxdI979o6hq_uV1oqgh7WCdzEZn_i1XrqH5UN39Rpbn8zZbHIwvq0Ry6h3o-sk_tBePIkvk/s1600-h/IMG_0540.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEine895jvj_LxzjRZhLLGep27k8EsMke6EECpciS6d37W55k_4BsAgZjk4ReUdKnMxdI979o6hq_uV1oqgh7WCdzEZn_i1XrqH5UN39Rpbn8zZbHIwvq0Ry6h3o-sk_tBePIkvk/s320/IMG_0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175864165387961250" border="0" /></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-58744676640967423122008-03-09T11:52:00.001-07:002008-03-09T12:16:55.616-07:00Happy Halloween<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgapXpX9s_JwrzGBpc1rt5fKVql_FAvg4okFvBEvSeDH2vUYjp4wEvLpM614KJr1y_wyX6hvpU1uL7whuUFu-5Lz7uS-mN436iO-9xoeMaC73enc_e0oM-EzAeaJe2nV8oKAMSk/s1600-h/IMG_0533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgapXpX9s_JwrzGBpc1rt5fKVql_FAvg4okFvBEvSeDH2vUYjp4wEvLpM614KJr1y_wyX6hvpU1uL7whuUFu-5Lz7uS-mN436iO-9xoeMaC73enc_e0oM-EzAeaJe2nV8oKAMSk/s320/IMG_0533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175817749676393298" border="0" /></a><br />Not the best pic but here are my girls and the dog on Halloween. Usually it snows in Idaho for Halloween but not this year we were lucky. They got way to much candy but that is what the holiday is all about<br />Jessica is a Hanna Montana witch and Lila is a bear. Eric and Laura bought the costumes.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-62427418267114122032007-07-21T16:03:00.001-07:002007-07-21T16:21:56.060-07:00Dentist: do they charge less for less teeth??<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ6K5nz-cR8MDPCGO1QUU_flHMOneBHnbYa6hyphenhyphen5JpTQsySz_JhPQQvjMKK7tySLL73zNoNIN8YCj_UaIIXM98Qwb_gGJHWya-4hMQmwmX0mCV_wyHC2EibBfH79gTQmHtqGk1V/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ6K5nz-cR8MDPCGO1QUU_flHMOneBHnbYa6hyphenhyphen5JpTQsySz_JhPQQvjMKK7tySLL73zNoNIN8YCj_UaIIXM98Qwb_gGJHWya-4hMQmwmX0mCV_wyHC2EibBfH79gTQmHtqGk1V/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089789967928517954" border="0" /></a>So the 3 of us went to the Dentist, my sister works for one. Jessica and I went for a cleaning well as you can see she is running low on teeth. She still managed to get 7 cavities and need a root canal. Nothing makes a Mother more proud then having the dentist hand you your kids chart and it is all covered in red. Because you have to pay for every red spot.<br />For some reason Jessica had a true soul attachment to her front tooth. She wiggled that thing FOREVER. The night before we to the dentist I convinced her to let me see it professing that I wouldn't pull it out, then my Mom said Jessica look over there and snap out it came. She said Mom how do you do it? I said what she said make things that are supposed to hurt not hurt? I said it is a Mom thing!! ( If only it was true)<br />I had no cavities, and the dentist felt bad for me so he gave me a bleach kit. Should I be offended or not? That is kind of like someone loving you so much they sign you up for extreme makeover. You are beautiful on the inside but the outside could use a little work. NO I am kidding I have been wanting to bleach my teeth.<br />Lila obviously doesn't have any teeth but I got an impression of her hands and feet. All of the assistants and hygienists passed her around while Jessica and I were in the chairs, getting scrapped and scrubbed.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-33907246498965415592007-06-22T12:58:00.001-07:002007-06-22T13:02:48.237-07:00My Girls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAvl36zK9hBO28RZyRZQgGwR-fge3rqokDcbFKMMNrj8Dq-HWykRgy6izNUyXxy2hsH60LgSO4Yj3UedHgNhJopepCQbjA0Zy0NMX0AMJ6078B6VpAStLAiZG33GrIOurQ8YS/s1600-h/IMG_0434.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAvl36zK9hBO28RZyRZQgGwR-fge3rqokDcbFKMMNrj8Dq-HWykRgy6izNUyXxy2hsH60LgSO4Yj3UedHgNhJopepCQbjA0Zy0NMX0AMJ6078B6VpAStLAiZG33GrIOurQ8YS/s320/IMG_0434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078981054285342114" border="0" /></a>Ok I am a little picture crazy. But aren't they cute<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7drlEFTAm5NKy8JwXl-bzkijidgCOmfl2PrRLezE93EHiotzTfXQJSbKHNuUVDAKcYQVpoAeLg_pJKmP7YjzZ4SLGtnegVdbg8xhC9VTBtyX1IekW9nx7GBOjjj1y_8GeaS62/s1600-h/IMG_0444.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7drlEFTAm5NKy8JwXl-bzkijidgCOmfl2PrRLezE93EHiotzTfXQJSbKHNuUVDAKcYQVpoAeLg_pJKmP7YjzZ4SLGtnegVdbg8xhC9VTBtyX1IekW9nx7GBOjjj1y_8GeaS62/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078981071465211314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWgfOdjsOIJODtjAqtDaYGqAOLdhR29xsqzP_1oAa2shrBZ0vsMO0ZfBxcV_rLPXj89Rt8CdYJwpVzyDNKdIJK4hrpkVH1TmjkWQ6ODxD8mC1Zae6HGmNj1UtMiV7Z55seulP/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWgfOdjsOIJODtjAqtDaYGqAOLdhR29xsqzP_1oAa2shrBZ0vsMO0ZfBxcV_rLPXj89Rt8CdYJwpVzyDNKdIJK4hrpkVH1TmjkWQ6ODxD8mC1Zae6HGmNj1UtMiV7Z55seulP/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078981080055145922" border="0" /></a>Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-47602387736555565232007-06-22T12:53:00.001-07:002007-06-22T12:57:47.050-07:00Grammy and Grandad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFdxgMQyIBr_efc7eigWVFRlApQYUa9_JlDb9tuv9CpxZj5sB7LDqViWL0e9HaRHCFi-gHZREfrt0Om7TNNEQdQg_WOaNHMx1td9Bn2aKPYXVA8z5z6JWevdn3J2EhT6b694kd/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFdxgMQyIBr_efc7eigWVFRlApQYUa9_JlDb9tuv9CpxZj5sB7LDqViWL0e9HaRHCFi-gHZREfrt0Om7TNNEQdQg_WOaNHMx1td9Bn2aKPYXVA8z5z6JWevdn3J2EhT6b694kd/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078979542456853906" border="0" /></a>My parents with the newest additions.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-40174628283095297372007-06-22T12:45:00.001-07:002007-06-22T12:53:02.760-07:00Cute Cousins<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WSOzqEpWDiKekJXYRKWJgqzEdBC3Yjfp94iT4vfNuxtjQhlHAk5Hb2oJy6TFO_DKMLDD6NufzHfzXXJByHeLtjmTYSBS_sGns9DaJv7ORbzdQGl__5ln5v92zE-dZVVcwLPO/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WSOzqEpWDiKekJXYRKWJgqzEdBC3Yjfp94iT4vfNuxtjQhlHAk5Hb2oJy6TFO_DKMLDD6NufzHfzXXJByHeLtjmTYSBS_sGns9DaJv7ORbzdQGl__5ln5v92zE-dZVVcwLPO/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078977871714575746" border="0" /></a>This is my sisters baby Macoy and my little Lila they were born 1 week apart. Lila looks a little squishedNatalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-33990145689903941572007-06-18T17:34:00.000-07:002007-06-18T17:44:08.711-07:00Family Outing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHkvIWnCjK9_at4b9Euldz0kaQ97fqxS_G-frzA0RCa_l_s8toOKhEgjCg0-1BgM9OksxKqacgAXShEOhaoyy6PRTmZNAm_LWvJSaFaG9iszQrBGEsWHTme3S1UbGHGA70CNfC/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHkvIWnCjK9_at4b9Euldz0kaQ97fqxS_G-frzA0RCa_l_s8toOKhEgjCg0-1BgM9OksxKqacgAXShEOhaoyy6PRTmZNAm_LWvJSaFaG9iszQrBGEsWHTme3S1UbGHGA70CNfC/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077568594160510322" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdVMzu9pZOVsdETR-hkH1jDBsoYO4r-yWnu_KVqVfPpOhrAnKUdy_hLdpqPP992dtvw1irGPkHSCaOO12WisyQVouZiZn-zURrcbZIjn-JT_mXO2j_5dIcouw_CUMzFRtXyn-U/s1600-h/IMG_0424.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdVMzu9pZOVsdETR-hkH1jDBsoYO4r-yWnu_KVqVfPpOhrAnKUdy_hLdpqPP992dtvw1irGPkHSCaOO12WisyQVouZiZn-zURrcbZIjn-JT_mXO2j_5dIcouw_CUMzFRtXyn-U/s320/IMG_0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077567838246266210" border="0" /></a><br />So this is my family at the parade. It is a small town affair (bad choice of word). I mean a small town gathering. Anyway this is just me my parents and 2 of my sisters and their families. Oh there are more much much more. No I am not in the photo someone has to take the picture. The business going on in the back ground is a "TAG SALE" (to all the New Havenites) or just a yard sale if you are from Idaho.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-13688711299044982622007-06-15T15:25:00.000-07:002007-06-15T15:33:47.426-07:00Inventive or just CRAZY?Guess how hill billy I am. Remember Lila is on her blanket for jaundice.<br />Well my Mom and Dad have a portable generator it isn't huge it is about the size of a lunch box cooler. Anyway I will be attending the parade in the morning with Lila her biliblanket machine and a generator. Do you think people will look at us and think what kind of Mother takes a baby out who is hooked up to machines? Well she is healthy except the jaundice thing and I need to get out. I am inventive but is it wise I don't know. I will also be attending the rodeo that night I used to compete in this rodeo as a queen and barrel racer. So I really wanted to go.<br />Maybe I won't go to everything who knows I just want to get out. I will take pictures.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-38040594873797457602007-06-15T15:02:00.000-07:002007-06-15T15:24:38.142-07:00I MADE IT TO MY PPWWhat is my PPW? Well my friends it is my Pre-pregnancy Weight. I am back to my before Lila weight but not my before Jessica weight.<br />Now lets not get too excited I am back to the weight not the Pre-pregnancy shape. Hopefully that will be remedied as soon as I can work out again. Since Lila is still on the blanket that means that we don't even get to go for walks which is really sad because it is really nice out. Hopefully the Dr. will let her off the blanket on Monday, then I will start the stroller boot camp. So keep your fingers crossed.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-50168124925634804872007-06-06T18:15:00.000-07:002007-06-06T18:22:45.360-07:00Me and my girls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioRMAdP7Nn_6u5e-bw1lee195ZSlLVOvhcOenIK0dyCvTBL-jHFybrNR1QzOxF0urOAfvUkdZlwqD-PrLRj2_Jn9whGIp2y7uHwClzoIn3zlldL1o32AjWXAFbIn3u02eJX1Es/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioRMAdP7Nn_6u5e-bw1lee195ZSlLVOvhcOenIK0dyCvTBL-jHFybrNR1QzOxF0urOAfvUkdZlwqD-PrLRj2_Jn9whGIp2y7uHwClzoIn3zlldL1o32AjWXAFbIn3u02eJX1Es/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073126056083187026" border="0" />this is me with Lila</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9iDiV1HP7Sf94opGhOBdIS3rfAzfKC0ARIL6JCkx5G84jL30W-Cn1JYDHEQdIEYK6Loo2iOeD3hKr8eqf7YaoDFMJwV4laB8qzhhjkI6pIoYzo24SocA9fPqVH7R8SjRlm_9D/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9iDiV1HP7Sf94opGhOBdIS3rfAzfKC0ARIL6JCkx5G84jL30W-Cn1JYDHEQdIEYK6Loo2iOeD3hKr8eqf7YaoDFMJwV4laB8qzhhjkI6pIoYzo24SocA9fPqVH7R8SjRlm_9D/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073125806975083842" border="0" /></a>Jessica is a great big sister<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin8QWKpg8tedsm5dhb-7LszhQahEpr4OI9rYgkiYbAueAwixTe6mY5XU68w7KMVdIPiuIfZC7l5Pk0VhR4Whe-HKrSXCw_-kX615AZ1RMEqYmpupPFK9S8cZzxnA_GKZRZv_Gh/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin8QWKpg8tedsm5dhb-7LszhQahEpr4OI9rYgkiYbAueAwixTe6mY5XU68w7KMVdIPiuIfZC7l5Pk0VhR4Whe-HKrSXCw_-kX615AZ1RMEqYmpupPFK9S8cZzxnA_GKZRZv_Gh/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073125544982078770" border="0" /></a>I thought this was awesome looks like she gives up!!Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-84285559310198442392007-05-31T03:59:00.000-07:002007-05-31T04:05:25.186-07:00Can you say EPIDERAL?Ok so I don't know how to spell it but I want one quite bad right now. It is almost 5 am (we all know how I like that hour) and my contractions are about 3 to 5 minutes apart. Dang those babies hurt. Anyway I have been doing this all night but I think now I need to go to the doctor, I feel bad waking my Mom up this early but. I could go in and have them check and call her in a little bit, then she could sleep a little longer. At least Jessica got a full nights sleep.<br />Ok in case you are wondering Lila is not due until June 16 but what would I do if something went according to plan the kid wants out and I want to accommodate.<br />Breath ************ Ok I am back<br />Deanna did you seriously do this with no drugs? Not me man hook me up NOW<br />&)$*(#&($*&%)($*<br />I am leaving now I will call when I have a baby<br />Sorry no pictures you don't want to see this YIKES!!!!Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-72598421943591130702007-04-27T07:40:00.000-07:002007-04-27T07:55:07.251-07:00The Pink BanditIn my last post I told about my ugly morning appearance. Well let me tell you how it all went down, I do mean DOWN!<br />Ok so large lady in pink bathrobe not so pretty sneaky. I left the safety of the computer room ducking & peering around corners. Then I was left to face off with the large picture windows and about 50 yards of open space (ok maybe less). So I ran with my robe flying behind me like a super hero cape. Unfortunately the carpet ends and tile takes over about half way through. I was like a pink flying super hero then I hit the tile and with a less than glorious thump I was a large pink mess on the floor bearing my testimony every where. The large thud caught the attention of all 5 million workers out in the yard and the view they had thanks to the picture window was FRONT ROW. All mouthed "are you ok" I slithered down to my dungeon in the basement. I promptly went about making myself as presentable as possible. It takes a long time to go from zero to beautiful these days. When I felt maybe I was ready I proudly waddle up the stairs prepared to pretend that nothing happened. And show all 5 million of those workers I was feeling fine and looking. Fine? Anyway<br />The phone rang for my Dad who was outside so I grabbed it and out I went ready to show off the new and improved me. All 5 million workers were....GONE!!! They had to go get supplies.<br />So much for my big come back. I still had a good laugh at what a mess I was and I can only imagine the conversations in the trucks on the way to Home Depot. I am glad that I could brighten their lives if only for a minute.<br />Yes for those of you wondering I do realize that if I had just walked like a normal person none of this would have happened. But what is my life without drama. NOTHING<br />Hope you all enjoyed the adventures of the Pink BanditNatalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-14639035643132580192007-04-24T08:47:00.000-07:002007-04-24T08:55:28.626-07:00Ok last one this morning I promiseVisualize this (no I will not take a picture) I am very large and pregnant wearing nothing but a old pink robe. My hair is in a bun on the very top of my head (to accomplish more volume when it is down) let us not forget the bad breath morning sickness leaves behind. Ok why tell you all of this ?<br />Because again the landscaping crew is here and they have never seen me any other way. Ok sometimes I am eating that is cute I know. My parents yard is full of men and I look like the appitomy of why they shouldn't get married and have kids. Hey fear is good for the soul right? Anyway now I have to find a sneaky way down stairs to my cave and get a little better looking without having the entire crew see me in this state yet again. I will let you know if my stealth mission is accomplished. Lets not forget the fat pregnant lady part of this endevor<br />Wish me luck:)Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-34121477387545222082007-04-24T08:42:00.000-07:002007-04-24T08:46:59.746-07:00Girl of the WeekJessica is girl of the week today and so my Mom and I are going to her school to do an activity and talk about how great she is.<br />She had one request. "now listen here, I only want Grammy to come to my school." we asked why and her very honest response. " Mom always has to puke and no one wants that around" I have to admit I see her reasoning I have assured her that I can hold my lunch for an hour. Then she offered to show me where the bathroom was just in case.<br />I will post pictures of Jessica in her class and maybe of the boy that has a serious crush on her. He is also in our ward, He is clean cut and his parents are totally RICH. Sounds like Yenta would be happy.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-38766864921238371342007-04-24T08:38:00.000-07:002007-04-24T08:42:24.192-07:00Morning Sickness strikes againSo you think that the first 3 months are over so is the morning sickness right? Not so!!! I have become quite close with all 4 of my parents toilets. I had to post about it because here I sit trying to find the funny in it all. Then I realized hey I can eat as much as I want and not have the calories stick. You are all jealous and I know it. Involuntary bulimia pass the dough nuts.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-87948633502958343022007-04-24T08:03:00.000-07:002007-04-24T08:07:54.258-07:007 year itch!!April 22, 2000 Eric and I were married. That means that last sunday was my 7 year anniversary. It came and it went rather uncelebrated.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19001495.post-3268407946186558622007-04-18T13:04:00.000-07:002007-04-18T13:10:57.720-07:00Things kids saySo as we were driving past Jessica's school and she said "look there is my school" right next to it happens to be our ward building. Jessica then pipes up "look there is my church, well every bodies church in the whole world, unless your Jewish then you don't go there you have a different one." I had to laugh.<br /> Jessica was with my Mom and I at Kohls looking for some clothes for my Mom. Jessica was being so helpful she would yell "Hey I found some more Grandma clothes over here" then she would announce "and here are some more old people clothes". You have to love that she calls it just like she sees it.Natalie Simkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14916924991951116172noreply@blogger.com1