<?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-2830486314947685286</id><updated>2011-09-12T07:23:40.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Across the Tracks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6190515601106998817</id><published>2011-01-30T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:56:25.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day</title><content type='html'>Today was race day.  I took part in the B-B-BRRR Winter Classic bike race in downtown Fargo - a 5K race through the snow and trees and on the frozen Red River.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aCe_eaqxy0d5GNCBY5Cg7A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUYwgKr_BWI/AAAAAAAACTA/4ztBKAPaTJ8/s400/IMG_7080.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was -4 with about a -20 wind chill for the race, but it was a whole lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lCxeUQIRPVZmJf1EztVwEg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUYwgg6nf5I/AAAAAAAACTE/Hsaie7s9Cc8/s400/IMG_7081.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the race was done, I hustled back to Horace to get Alison to her first Pinewood Derby.  She had a great time, and came in 2nd in her troop and 6th overall.  She also got the "Best Car that's not a Car Award."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7g_I46pkppIPpgOdJN2rvA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUYv5SJhYxI/AAAAAAAACSs/6nM3KgQsSKI/s400/IMG_7145.JPG" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XJVCrS7wsRTBC-NkESvwdg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUYv6K1Im6I/AAAAAAAACSw/mRN8w0YNYx0/s400/IMG_7151.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6190515601106998817?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6190515601106998817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6190515601106998817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6190515601106998817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6190515601106998817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2011/01/race-day.html' title='Race Day'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUYwgKr_BWI/AAAAAAAACTA/4ztBKAPaTJ8/s72-c/IMG_7080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8403074125123611431</id><published>2011-01-26T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:51:51.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little mid-winter roundup</title><content type='html'>It seems like we're still digging out from the holidays.  Eli had his preschool Christmas program at our church, which was just large enough to hold the hordes of parents and grandparents assembled to watch.  His teachers were brilliant, once the kids were lined up in front, they said "Ok, wave at your moms and dads, get it out of your system!"  It seemed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TpqKW9qnGxCFAFououKIJQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUC-U3gB_-I/AAAAAAAACSA/lOuRCx7wEyU/s640/IMG_6823.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison had her school program at the middle school, again, a packed house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JJeIwP-qQoMXTf7fensqFg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUC-qs55SII/AAAAAAAACSM/Oppp95WsqRI/s640/IMG_6894.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our niece Stephanie and husband Muhammad stopped in on their way to Bismarck for Christmas, and Alison had a great time playing with Maya (so did we).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yOxRPNvYz7c1SrumhXpmCA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUC-qHQBTtI/AAAAAAAACSI/AXjrOjgq1zs/s640/IMG_6841.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Christmas in Bismarck, Grandma and Grandpa came up to be snowed in with us for New Years - it seems to be a new tradition.  We celebrated Grandpa's birthday with a devils food cake with mocha frosting - a big hit with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4cNu1Di9t535HJIeFuYJMA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUC-5xagNHI/AAAAAAAACSQ/j-sSmIsn2zY/s640/IMG_6982.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's been so cold lately that we haven't been playing much outside, but Eli has been very entertained with his GeoTrax train set.  Okay, mom and dad have been very entertained putting the tracks together, Eli just gets to work on his patience while our layouts get more and more elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iN62WEPHfUva53pTniTy6Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUC-6Xphl0I/AAAAAAAACSU/23JiUCj04ts/s640/IMG_6988.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8403074125123611431?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8403074125123611431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8403074125123611431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8403074125123611431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8403074125123611431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-mid-winter-roundup.html' title='A little mid-winter roundup'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TUC-U3gB_-I/AAAAAAAACSA/lOuRCx7wEyU/s72-c/IMG_6823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1037310035081505065</id><published>2010-12-15T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:39:59.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Train</title><content type='html'>We decided to somewhat ignore the weather advisories tonight and headed south to Hankinson to watch the Canadian Pacific Holiday Train roll through.  The event was pretty short, but just right for a night out in the snow.  It was about 20 degrees for the concert, but a great time was had by all.  We pulled into town just as the train was pulling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa started off the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dL9iWd8K0orBbK-k6BhhjQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTqJRptAI/AAAAAAAACRM/dixhWjxI4pw/s400/DSC_0190.JPG" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little chilly, but everyone was having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FU7GrMy1lqEctfO8JXyttw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTqe91R_I/AAAAAAAACRQ/kGFtVjPVXkA/s400/DSC_0192.JPG" height="400" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each car of the train was decorated for the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/swIFvmmJ5PWc4jI78Fh4EA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTq497V_I/AAAAAAAACRU/D3yFqKtNP0U/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trains, Santa, and loud music.  What else does a boy need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MfCpZ1vyMt6T4YYdv-Q4Qg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTrA-0IOI/AAAAAAAACRY/vcST0gviyvE/s400/DSC_0201.JPG" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band was lead by Melanie Doane, a Canadian who plays a mean fiddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FGVZH9lmPSVkJGQgdA7Qnw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTrhHpL3I/AAAAAAAACRc/RxYTpVjnIU8/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the train left, I was able to run up by the engine to get a picture of the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pA7WtEbA7KoOHm3l5n5e8Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTsL8hkHI/AAAAAAAACRg/QVBYoTFJVcc/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1037310035081505065?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1037310035081505065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1037310035081505065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1037310035081505065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1037310035081505065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-train.html' title='Holiday Train'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQmTqJRptAI/AAAAAAAACRM/dixhWjxI4pw/s72-c/DSC_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5159718717738636497</id><published>2010-12-12T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T19:16:05.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Program Time!</title><content type='html'>Alison and Eli had their Christmas program at church tonight.  Both of them did great, despite some concerns that Eli would have a meltdown before getting up to the front.  But, typical Eli, he was resistant to practice, resistant to leave the house, wouldn't go up to the front for Children's Chat today during the regular church service, but then showtime comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XoIdEcXYbZzEnIRDSvOhRg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQWOF_NHSaI/AAAAAAAACQ4/91KmMCL-OtA/s400/IMG_6810.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he got over his stage fright.  Alison, on the other hand, was ready to go from the beginning and was more than happy to get into the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ERl2qsq8Xfd8Lk-xIK5JRA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQWOEVS56vI/AAAAAAAACQ0/sViHZvifyLI/s400/IMG_6808.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small town church.  Good thing they built the new building, I can't believe how many kids are in the congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ltVPMAdEDGopbWMw-EiuKg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQWOD2saYjI/AAAAAAAACQw/wgz81olMnuM/s400/IMG_6792.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5159718717738636497?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5159718717738636497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5159718717738636497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5159718717738636497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5159718717738636497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-program-time.html' title='Christmas Program Time!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TQWOF_NHSaI/AAAAAAAACQ4/91KmMCL-OtA/s72-c/IMG_6810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8163917767839755437</id><published>2010-12-07T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:37:30.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do the time warp again</title><content type='html'>It's still October, right?  What?  December?  That can't be right...oh well, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Alison and Eli still have the proper level of cuteness to score really big on Halloween.  Eli was a monkey and Alison was a belly dancer/genie/whatever.  Whenever anyone would ask what she was, she would just respond "Well, the package said 'Harem'".  It was a great way to say "I don't care, I just thought it looked cute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP7yl41OKbI/AAAAAAAACPw/BybYi-5pgic/s1600/IMG_6686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP7yl41OKbI/AAAAAAAACPw/BybYi-5pgic/s320/IMG_6686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548138523691723186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally decided that it was time for new shocks on the Tahoe, and rather than bring it in, I replaced them almost all by myself in the garage.  Eli took great pride in helping me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP702C6Fl4I/AAAAAAAACP4/3MUgc45GGfY/s1600/IMG_6695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP702C6Fl4I/AAAAAAAACP4/3MUgc45GGfY/s320/IMG_6695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548141000297650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend we really got into the holiday spirit.  Alison had practice for the Christmas program at church, followed by her first skating lesson of the new session.  After the lesson was done, she said the teacher wanted to talk to me.  As it turns out, the teacher felt Alison should have been passed the previous session, so now she gets to move up to Basic 3!&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, we went back to Horace to visit Santa - he just happened to be in town.  The Lions Club hosts an event at the community center each year, and servers sloppy joes and the kids all get small gifts.  Other than having to wait in line for a long time, it's a neat setup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YiXtfmeGW4jR7s5KDOC_Ag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP73xez_QVI/AAAAAAAACQE/KYqnjDrF9SA/s640/IMG_6708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7xWmaedZHhsPgPUfSDj6RA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP73xrRCScI/AAAAAAAACQI/D6ngRsBCqKA/s640/IMG_6710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Santa, we got home and decorated the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V5M7FqiJRn_8clrUaoFiXw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 531px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP73yCrGw-I/AAAAAAAACQM/rsx92l3MO0U/s640/IMG_6734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sOYak8lPaQ6VhyFMZmRDLg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP73yvgc_GI/AAAAAAAACQQ/A6sjdIq_WaE/s640/IMG_6735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also gave making a gingerbread house a try - it worked, for the most part.  And it's from a kit, we're not that ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UTAXLPxu1O9yUkpthY_l4A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP73zCAd1CI/AAAAAAAACQU/f5O9QZNaXJI/s640/IMG_6736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wudreNC7LnFiTg15jq0TZw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP73z093I5I/AAAAAAAACQY/WVhHKMJTiTc/s640/IMG_6742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/v3YMgAYptOPp1Yx3KCpmaw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP730E8CsjI/AAAAAAAACQc/Rm32FpoxQc8/s640/IMG_6749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8163917767839755437?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8163917767839755437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8163917767839755437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8163917767839755437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8163917767839755437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-do-time-warp-again.html' title='Let&apos;s do the time warp again'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TP7yl41OKbI/AAAAAAAACPw/BybYi-5pgic/s72-c/IMG_6686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5386786578732400295</id><published>2010-10-30T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T06:54:56.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punkin Chucker</title><content type='html'>Eli got to experience one of the joys of fall at a harvest festival in town recently.  A local church was selling pumpkins from a patch they had grown, but all the "too small" pumpkins were put into buckets for their pumpkin-chucking activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed Eli how to do it once, then he took over and wanted to go over and over again.  Here's a sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c5786fc2a23093e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c5786fc2a23093e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D894253C56B22CA4C325634F3CB33AB49ECF8DF.3955F1B5365E254E6F2A5E7A3552C857907A7D3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c5786fc2a23093e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt_oUWjahZzbIOo5bdVfetTDjUuk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c5786fc2a23093e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526640%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D894253C56B22CA4C325634F3CB33AB49ECF8DF.3955F1B5365E254E6F2A5E7A3552C857907A7D3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c5786fc2a23093e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt_oUWjahZzbIOo5bdVfetTDjUuk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5386786578732400295?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5386786578732400295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5386786578732400295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5386786578732400295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5386786578732400295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/10/punkin-chucker.html' title='Punkin Chucker'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1258465144454742622</id><published>2010-10-06T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T19:20:54.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another September in the Books</title><content type='html'>Wow, does time fly when you're having fun.  When I got back from the elk trip, I met Jennifer and the kids for Eli's first night of gymnastics.  He's been going weekly and really seems to enjoy it.  Even better, he's absolutely wiped out by the end of the night, so it makes bedtime easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DeRDni-eEZQjPX1vE8jZBQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qPVaYJOI/AAAAAAAACOk/pgdVhhW85BQ/s400/IMG_6479.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend we had a little cookout and grilled - what else - elk.  Big ol' steaks and burgers.  Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ILKZ8zIf6_bDB85dT_Tcuw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qRJ74xwI/AAAAAAAACOo/ivCkVugCzKc/s400/IMG_6483.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend, Jennifer had her "payback" day and went to Carlos Creek winery with Jodi for the annual grape stomping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9wRizgLZfo0Rss6PtyNY4A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qSjQpTuI/AAAAAAAACOs/q46qHm97G68/s400/IMG_6503.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Horace Bean Days this year, Horace Lutheran Church held a salvage sale at the old church building and sold the pews.  We bought one to use as a bench in our entryway, and with a little length adjustment made it fit perfectly.  Here is the finished product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TAVk342t-C0bpM1k8hVQIQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qT7YQAOI/AAAAAAAACOw/ZJguKuT2gDE/s400/IMG_6513.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli's also been participating in free track nights put on by the park district.  More energy to burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/21Bvk_b6q8p09nU1xOruqw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qWgjhO8I/AAAAAAAACO8/ZrUiRXEgCE4/s400/IMG_6541.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday weekend, we went to Park Rapids for the Headwaters 100 bike ride.  I did the 100 mile route with Joel, and Jennifer did the 45 mile route with Patty.  The day started cool and rainy, but the rain stopped and the sun came out and it made for a great ride in northern Minnesota.  The leaves were changing nicely too, which made for a very pretty ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FMmEwAsZvXab3yEU1eX9lA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0uTOHq7KI/AAAAAAAACPU/Li7qmOheD6k/s400/p_00785.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a new school year comes a new year of scouting - Alison had her Girl Scouts kickoff ceremony last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/c4c7Xz-tgjOHx0UKF6S3cg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qYGpRCJI/AAAAAAAACPA/AX-BwxeNSOU/s400/IMG_6562.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've been hauling beets again - on Sunday Jennifer and the kids were able to come up and see just what I've been up to during the day.  Alison got to ride in the tractor pulling the beet lifter while Jennifer and Eli rode in the truck with me while loading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gd5hiJUTIdFxFrkQYn4OVA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0uTPprRRI/AAAAAAAACPY/Zh_BxfCtUd0/s800/IMG_6589.jpg" height="270" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1258465144454742622?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1258465144454742622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1258465144454742622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1258465144454742622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1258465144454742622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-september-in-books.html' title='Another September in the Books'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TK0qPVaYJOI/AAAAAAAACOk/pgdVhhW85BQ/s72-c/IMG_6479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3238495902082161933</id><published>2010-09-10T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:55:20.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Badlands Elk Expedition</title><content type='html'>details to come later since I'm busy processing meat, but I got my elk!&lt;br /&gt;6 nights camping, 5 days hunting, got my cow elk at 10am and it took 5 hours to pack out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PQu-SYkMjZcCQxwRjHB6BQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgHeZfo8I/AAAAAAAACOE/qzjGp-JJJqY/s400/100_1215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1BaVDhqNOTYKQh9aOLpAqw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrf8-OW_rI/AAAAAAAACNo/Rmi2P9EGh3c/s400/100_1161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CY_4dCGeAjk_w0dLxgPKBg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrf-2yzlyI/AAAAAAAACNs/OE7Gt_GxiaE/s400/100_1185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZP7rL_1ihczzDYCsDZdrNg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgAPM5XcI/AAAAAAAACN0/WlqMSLY1gAM/s400/100_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nzuiG-8NrfCcpUL25_tBmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgBm_fEYI/AAAAAAAACN4/1lWIQeRcsD4/s400/100_1194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zy7RxPhb1tpk-fS7K-H8wA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgDrX5THI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZicaiJ1vovw/s400/100_1200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z6bmcMUxb8z24GFt8ahrMQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgFfdA8NI/AAAAAAAACOA/RZe1QXkHzRY/s400/100_1202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cjIlL1u-P3m1QfvBfSA3kw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgUv-QuRI/AAAAAAAACOM/LsV7LLztM-g/s400/IMG_6464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Xhcf5uM7jzOmTewaUcogvw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgWTvaCSI/AAAAAAAACOQ/cmfgTPEjupI/s400/IMG_6467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3238495902082161933?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3238495902082161933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3238495902082161933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3238495902082161933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3238495902082161933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/09/badlands-elk-expedition.html' title='Badlands Elk Expedition'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TIrgHeZfo8I/AAAAAAAACOE/qzjGp-JJJqY/s72-c/100_1215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6272900669511042188</id><published>2010-08-31T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:49:46.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grader!</title><content type='html'>What a weekend - it was the annual Bean Days celebration - which means pancakes, parades, pews, parents, and parties.  We started the morning with the Lions pancake feed at the fire station, then went over to the old Horace Lutheran Church for a salvage sale.  They were selling the old church pews and we thought about getting one as a bench for our entryway.  We went to the parade while we pondered the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NCF56sIfGKW6BpihO0cmDg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH29A3iSXcI/AAAAAAAACNM/KgY9gaXRkyM/s400/IMG_3456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_wp1PXNiuG2QJ6ohPLZ_Rw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH28_pby0hI/AAAAAAAACNI/IFr6g9F1LwQ/s400/IMG_3435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison took part in the parade as part of the Girl Scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O0J_Cebuo3_u1_qn87Z01w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH28-awGVkI/AAAAAAAACNE/kcMw1bqaMxQ/s400/IMG_3431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade, we finally decided to buy the pew.  After paying, we went back to the house, had lunch and chased down a neighbor with a trailer.  Robert graciously helped haul the pew back to the house, and then we started preparations for the street dance.   The annual street dance is a uniquely small town thing - driving four wheelers to an event where they use cattle gates to create an enclosed party area on Main Street.  The band has a semi trailer with roll-up sides that they just back across the road to create a stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To close out the weekend, we got Alison ready for her first day of first grade!  Today was the first day at Horace Elementary School, and by all accounts it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZQsLo94yqC-FG8F8V0bDdQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH249G6FYfI/AAAAAAAACMo/_IWOJWPI1oI/s400/IMG_6416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5A7LXkUxwTxctdqbyL12-w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH24-ZubnwI/AAAAAAAACMs/57ygh-F2GO4/s400/IMG_6422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0Jg18cjnmwE8NQ79Z8K76g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH24_nPSqII/AAAAAAAACMw/3vxiQm6IETo/s400/IMG_6433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6272900669511042188?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6272900669511042188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6272900669511042188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6272900669511042188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6272900669511042188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-grader.html' title='First Grader!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TH29A3iSXcI/AAAAAAAACNM/KgY9gaXRkyM/s72-c/IMG_3456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7317544777035238718</id><published>2010-08-19T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:18:30.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaiian Bash</title><content type='html'>West Fargo Parks had a Hawaiian bash earlier this week and it gave the kids a chance to get out and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Eli attacking the inflatable slide with gusto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/147515581934663"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/147515581934663" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RQjZqTAAv1I2pplxG2FXdg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TG27aBHmOsI/AAAAAAAACMc/kAMo1e3AYo0/s400/p_00753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Alison showing off her slick hula hoop skills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/147514661934755"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/147514661934755" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e4wyzK6nlcQzMgM40x77QQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TG27aMQZy2I/AAAAAAAACMY/5_0Al6ZCcT0/s400/p_00755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Across the Tracks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7317544777035238718?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7317544777035238718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7317544777035238718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7317544777035238718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7317544777035238718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/08/hawaiian-bash.html' title='Hawaiian Bash'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TG27aBHmOsI/AAAAAAAACMc/kAMo1e3AYo0/s72-c/p_00753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3910746090112820439</id><published>2010-08-10T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:26:26.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Reading" a Book</title><content type='html'>Eli has gone through his Johnny Tractor book so many times with us reading to him, he almost has the whole thing memorized.  Not sure if this video is going to work from Facebook, but we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/145256615493893"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/145256615493893" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't work, here's a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VQ0oPnOcg79_aKMQaahhCA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TGIJCP0ENlI/AAAAAAAACL8/fKMFMgE2IZY/s400/IMG_6405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Jennifer's birthday, we celebrated by smoking a brisket, making sweet potato fries and a tres leche cake and having a few friends over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7UvacsoU-QCUMOtnjqH3Rw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TGII9dK-AQI/AAAAAAAACLw/WrGasvQWwvU/s400/IMG_6374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I met Joel for a bike ride out to Rothsay, where the girls picked us up and we all went to Carrie and Joel's family lake place for a relaxing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/f2buX5nNgHV6lYZ80XaaoQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TGII_aou5YI/AAAAAAAACL0/H3nSHdKmnA0/s400/IMG_6380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LUNXtz_TO6_2cRos7Hdw3g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TGIJAz8o3fI/AAAAAAAACL4/xPFusrElqgQ/s400/IMG_6400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3910746090112820439?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3910746090112820439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3910746090112820439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3910746090112820439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3910746090112820439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/08/reading-book.html' title='&quot;Reading&quot; a Book'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TGIJCP0ENlI/AAAAAAAACL8/fKMFMgE2IZY/s72-c/IMG_6405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2396063475901337105</id><published>2010-07-26T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T19:21:03.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more birthday pictures</title><content type='html'>I wanted to get a few more pictures from Eli's birthday out here.  This is actually from Lake City days...guess which boy has a big sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HGSKq-MWAosxVFtaVO0REA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TE5AHsGGHPI/AAAAAAAACLE/6gj7UJtrLlY/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back from Lake City, we had a small little get together with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UtwzvegizDyXgDaitp1PGA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TE5AI1_vZTI/AAAAAAAACLI/cHY5DWtns2o/s400/IMG_6176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner and gifts, the kids went out front to play with a parachute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z0uA2kIRmHt7eta0d_8gmA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TE5AKD8JIII/AAAAAAAACLM/GqxrnGehBYI/s400/IMG_6188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli has been LOVING his ...Toy Story toy lately.  He's gone to sleep with Woody and Buzz pretty much every night since his birthday, and the nighttime routine includes tucking them in and saying goodnight to all the toys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OaubA3K-7KHgbNrXVMc7ag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TE5ALuf3HZI/AAAAAAAACLU/CNjXJlLAJpk/s400/IMG_6192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2396063475901337105?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2396063475901337105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2396063475901337105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2396063475901337105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2396063475901337105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/07/few-more-birthday-pictures.html' title='A few more birthday pictures'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TE5AHsGGHPI/AAAAAAAACLE/6gj7UJtrLlY/s72-c/IMG_6167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7818315675704110158</id><published>2010-07-15T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:07:15.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Eli</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah, two weeks late on the post.  We've been having too much fun playing with Eli's birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped the kids off and Grandma and Grandpa's for Lake City Days, then spent a quiet week at home getting the house cleaned up.  It was awfully nice being able to put toys away and have them stay put away for more than five minutes.  We returned the following weekend for Eli's birthday and for the 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H_oF2FQ3P_WxABo0lzYBgQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TD_K880Nj8I/AAAAAAAACKs/Fx6kSvOtlkM/s400/DSC_0481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dOkLmlbmssF9ehxce1ma3g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TD_K9xOzIII/AAAAAAAACKw/TeucjLr_sko/s400/DSC_0523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7818315675704110158?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7818315675704110158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7818315675704110158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7818315675704110158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7818315675704110158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-eli.html' title='Happy Birthday Eli'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TD_K880Nj8I/AAAAAAAACKs/Fx6kSvOtlkM/s72-c/DSC_0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4502649758759125057</id><published>2010-06-18T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:52:28.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Girls and Ring Bearers</title><content type='html'>Alison and Eli had the great honor of being flower girl and ring bearer for our niece Heather's wedding.  Alison was looking forward to the event all spring, and as expected, acted every bit the part for the wedding.  Eli has enjoyed getting into his tux and being "handsome!", but wasn't interested at all in rehearsing for the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarkably, when it came time to perform, Eli "turned on" and acted perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/066XEklpoGOqoAR7MxB37g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzkvBdsCyI/AAAAAAAACJw/Hvr-T3HYYkg/s400/IMG_6053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DA2yEk56U3H9ZUTFt--Nog?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzkwpUTN7I/AAAAAAAACJ0/yGnM2nBKqqs/s400/IMG_6054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding, the kids were very excited for the reception.  Heather and Jesse's wedding cake consisted of both a traditional cake and cupcakes for the rest of the attendees - the kids are all about cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5U6gOWoYolO0eBd7mn0qVg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzkx8O8-tI/AAAAAAAACJ4/6tYg7YXUJiY/s400/IMG_6059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't get Eli out on the dance floor (remarkably) but Alison was more than happy to go out for the dollar dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gvof47c7mgRINL4VQuzodQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzk0MYtUOI/AAAAAAAACKA/tYuq3w6kMyk/s400/IMG_6062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy the pretty girl still has time for old dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I3Rrum-DVdd2A2ZjWf2mKA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzk1Wv6yXI/AAAAAAAACKI/LKsp4Tr3SCU/s400/IMG_6069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...sprite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0gUt1gNqjOxdgBrR-MZaUw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzk2QSJW1I/AAAAAAAACKM/Zis68Bo4jFY/s400/IMG_6085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite picture of the night - Alison was off on her own, twirling to the music.  It was getting late and she was wearing out and stopped for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BTw3XVxWl6KNHM-PW4UvvQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzk3ZLZ2RI/AAAAAAAACKQ/iKcQcj8yHYE/s400/IMG_6087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ran long and hard and neither was ready to walk back to the car at the end of the night.  It used to be easier to carry them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BjpcOmV77Awz8bpsiioeoA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzk4gJ3n0I/AAAAAAAACKU/eSRtygAY504/s400/IMG_6092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4502649758759125057?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4502649758759125057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4502649758759125057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4502649758759125057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4502649758759125057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/06/flower-girls-and-ring-bearers.html' title='Flower Girls and Ring Bearers'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAzkvBdsCyI/AAAAAAAACJw/Hvr-T3HYYkg/s72-c/IMG_6053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3028249422689785716</id><published>2010-06-06T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:25:39.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mammoth Post</title><content type='html'>"It's good to be back home again."  Wise words from a little girl after I tucked her in when we got home from the Black Hills.  About 1400 miles of driving over 5 days got us through the back roads of North and South Dakota and back home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our expedition shortly after midnight on Saturday.  We decided at the last minute that we would leave at night to limit the amount of "awake time" the kids had in the car, and I had plotted a course that avoided interstates and backtracking as much as possible.  We dropped south from Horace to State Highway 46 and made our way west to US 281 then south to Aberdeen, SD.  Between home and Aberdeen, I think I saw two cars.  We cut west on US 12 across South Dakota and saw just a handful of semis hauling cattle until we reached US 83.  A short jog south to Pierre, where we stopped for gas, coffee, donuts and a much needed restroom break.  As the sun came up we continued to I-90 for one of the few stretches of interstate on the trip.  We pulled into Badlands National Park at about 8 am and let the kids do some exploring in their pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Rq6B3e5kRZ3Z4h7VS4rTfA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrm0Hy75I/AAAAAAAACIA/t5AonWoGM1A/s400/IMG_5408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D3m2GB84iyhjejlN33LjYw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrotyk76I/AAAAAAAACIE/DG9X1yFRO18/s400/IMG_5410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we left the park, we came across a small band of bighorn sheep.  This ewe was grazing beside the road until she decided to leave in a hurry to catch up with the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NXHCGYGmbhw2si7LpkK-DA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrpkXKsMI/AAAAAAAACIM/jBFodz7NeEQ/s400/IMG_5450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the park and had brunch at the (in)famous Wall Drug.  What more to say about Wall Drug than "Well, we got that out of the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6CTh-ViFKhStWIQqNItZDA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrrOgcmII/AAAAAAAACIQ/Mb9OxG9gZz4/s400/IMG_5475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left Wall Drug, we continued west to Rapid City and stopped at Reptile Gardens for a while to let the kids run.  It was a fun stop, but it wasn't our main destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PwJq8ttIHRXr1pcRNY_LoA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrsxSPXnI/AAAAAAAACIU/emBCdsf-TJc/s400/IMG_5491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real focus of the trip was Mount Rushmore.  Alison has been pleading to go to Rushmore for nearly a year, and we decided that Memorial Day weekend would be a good time for a road trip.  As we made our way up US 16 to the monument, she caught her first glimpse of the faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mcg5u78c-n0UG2pdDnJEEg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwruGoERWI/AAAAAAAACIY/K2lTXrhJI5o/s400/IMG_5527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paid for our parking pass and made our way up the stairs of the parking garage to the memorial.  Alison was grinning from ear to ear and doing a funny kind of run/dance/skip/walk as she tried to get to the monument and expend 9 hours of energy simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FOv5-yPPfFH4bYbkcguvkA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrvXIOf7I/AAAAAAAACIc/hlH1Mt9xDJk/s400/IMG_5570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered around Rushmore for a while, then loaded up again so we could finally check in to the hotel in Hill City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we drove to the Crazy Horse memorial in the morning, then had a picnic at Sylvan Lake.  There's at least a face at Crazy Horse now, but other than that, it was just so-so.  For next time, just a drive by on the highway would be enough for us.  After we finished our quick picnic, we went back to Hill City and road the 1880 Steam Train from Hill City to Keystone and back.  The train was definitely Eli's high point of the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JtxXLKFDrE4H7EvCA-w8pA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrw6UqWVI/AAAAAAAACIg/Qy4OLFyIKP0/s400/IMG_5621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we headed back to Rushmore to watch the evening show and lighting of the faces - yet another late night for the kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zPyB3xKPUbjP9ygAlz8KfA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwryZkWhRI/AAAAAAAACIo/-9fSXRj60xg/s400/IMG_5667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we set out early and drove the Needles Highway south from Hill City through Custer State Park.  We saw pretty much all the animals we needed to see, and had a great drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PUUX-5uVGdGFXE2YfkAMBg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrzmYvnbI/AAAAAAAACIw/-PHlNmdc5ZM/s400/IMG_5744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had loaded two coolers full of food and drinks and planned to picnic as much as possible on the trip.  After we had finished the Needles Highway, we stopped at a little gift shop in a campground and got suckers with stuffed bison attached for the kids.  We finally caught up with a bison herd at a visitor center in the park and stopped for our picnic there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1V_ltx0JcitZjlCeV01Qhg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr05SX9xI/AAAAAAAACI0/irWDugVSNvU/s400/IMG_5768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way back to Hill City on the Iron Mountain Highway - a nice little scenic byway that we hadn't planned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Jz--P0fQ8HbxcYo2hK_Abg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr4GF0yUI/AAAAAAAACI4/FrU8ADGKy7E/s400/IMG_5815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back in Hill City, we went to the Black Hills Institute museum, a great little place with a ton of fossils in it.  Definitely worth seeing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bWjR_lXnAH0DvdwS8Zme_w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr5Vx4bkI/AAAAAAAACI8/PFc5Koud064/s400/IMG_5852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the museum, dinner, more ice cream and a wild west show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w7c5kcBN7SxaneySzpn41g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr6jMb9vI/AAAAAAAACJA/yfQ01K9SIlk/s400/IMG_5860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday we headed down to Hot Springs, SD and the Mammoth Site.  Before the museum, we stopped at a surprisingly good chinese buffet in Hot Springs for lunch.  At the Mammoth Site, we were amazed at how much has been discovered there.  Alison got to be a junior paleontologist for the afternoon and had a great time unearthing a mammoth molar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_I03w11O0PaWLT-Ta6cECQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr8JXXUWI/AAAAAAAACJE/QI6jAz9lm4Y/s400/IMG_5954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back from Hot Springs, we stopped by at Bismarck Lake for a quick snack and a break from driving.  What a great little lake!  Definitely need to stop there again with a fishing pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Jrmd5UGqOolzup-0oBTgZQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr-AuCReI/AAAAAAAACJI/p4KFp0eOX_Y/s400/IMG_6005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday we said farewell to the presidents and made the long drive back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tAyyqoGU_V-thJKwLvKYPA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwr_eys-8I/AAAAAAAACJQ/7kDA3GVMvaI/s400/IMG_6017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped for a short time in Aberdeen at Storybook Land, had dinner, then drove the rest of the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cRp8kmufsyTnUfIlxpNbXg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwsBS6pbbI/AAAAAAAACJU/tbLD_YS0M3c/s400/IMG_6040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post:  The wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3028249422689785716?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3028249422689785716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3028249422689785716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3028249422689785716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3028249422689785716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/06/mammoth-post.html' title='A Mammoth Post'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/TAwrm0Hy75I/AAAAAAAACIA/t5AonWoGM1A/s72-c/IMG_5408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4201404129686506982</id><published>2010-05-20T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:39:48.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Run</title><content type='html'>Alison ran in her first race today - the Fargo Marathon 1/2 mile youth run.  She had a great time and did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yawgf6onvhSmhDG_8eknJw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S_Xxp60kRAI/AAAAAAAACHg/UE1LZEL44Do/s400/IMG_5381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4201404129686506982?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4201404129686506982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4201404129686506982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4201404129686506982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4201404129686506982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-run.html' title='First Run'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S_Xxp60kRAI/AAAAAAAACHg/UE1LZEL44Do/s72-c/IMG_5381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8757015385925912903</id><published>2010-05-02T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:34:43.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Alison's 6th birthday this weekend.  On Friday, Grandma and Grandpa came up with Pat and Mike to join us at Mexican village. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loving on Aunt Pat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RHoLqVtOSJiSpYSLJQ5p6w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QrbOxYKI/AAAAAAAACGo/IFbDv612USU/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too funny not to post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NerImXHZpol2BtvyAgTvMA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QsIVCCaI/AAAAAAAACGs/X-VdgtQPtjo/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer made a cake made of individual cupcakes - it turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_UmWOIqRFNj6XnwF0WCSmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QtMdNlvI/AAAAAAAACGw/lN8Y_h3R5xg/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Alison had 3 friends over for a garden party.  They painted flower cans and played games, then had part of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tQFVCUUcu4a1hq12zZt1eg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QtyGfNzI/AAAAAAAACG0/aIvu_0phFnc/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uWAicZZYckrt3QNfSulV1Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Qu_OVAXI/AAAAAAAACG4/tg37HJyTG2I/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uWAicZZYckrt3QNfSulV1Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Qu_OVAXI/AAAAAAAACG4/tg37HJyTG2I/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IaOwf2B42QW3dieVY8wPqQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Qwiwb8HI/AAAAAAAACHA/NWh34fAWAGw/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer finally got a Barbie dreamhouse for her birthday, just like she always wanted.  She was very excited to have friends over to play with it.  Er...scratch that.  Supposedly, she got the dream house for Alison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/prIDhn0Rj2ZokMO4JGZFmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QxrHnTZI/AAAAAAAACHE/2VJSfP3_U2U/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher and Eli were very busy on Saturday "fixing" things.  No bruises, cuts or bumps, so it was a good evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0qj1Mx8ML63pXINWL5vKow?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QyvHIR3I/AAAAAAAACHI/VqSwBxLCFt8/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli got Alison a new Barbie doll, which she was very excited about.  Eli wasn't so excited about the hug and kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/K91e9h7BT4Y2nfZdb0rcwg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Qzna67cI/AAAAAAAACHM/xMl73Cm3Yz8/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison modeling her new "twinkle toes" shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jogTIwZHIirCcBwVUcBLCQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Q0jBKbBI/AAAAAAAACHQ/CWxkVcQOi28/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow out the candles.  Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yPo_2tyShAMeGwo6mDOevQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Q1aFHp0I/AAAAAAAACHU/8S2J9WDyoh8/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betsy made it in late Friday night from California - she gave Alison a mini-loom and I think they both had a lot of fun using it for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3a93xFhpuC2kMR7WF7A26g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93Q2Z6tCsI/AAAAAAAACHY/XfcoJYgasNA/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8757015385925912903?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8757015385925912903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8757015385925912903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8757015385925912903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8757015385925912903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/six.html' title='Six!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S93QrbOxYKI/AAAAAAAACGo/IFbDv612USU/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4016330295750915447</id><published>2010-04-22T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:30:29.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't they cute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alison and Eli were asked to be flower girl and ringbearer for their cousin Heather's wedding this June.  We just got their outfits in the mail this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/snMPl09qxc_2dGaIqY5ueg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S9ETYon0AAI/AAAAAAAACGM/umGpAjsd7qs/s400/IMG_5298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hGxzROBlFQjWpnPk6T_XgQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S9ETacHjNQI/AAAAAAAACGQ/nVXiqcpOQNA/s400/IMG_5301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zCU7xRedEMxeFnaJpuoD9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S9ETcVGPg-I/AAAAAAAACGU/I4n_g3ibHUg/s400/IMG_5302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/42MNZEHte9oL0-rRSdrfig?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S9ETfQRTbyI/AAAAAAAACGY/haHAt_ow1Hg/s400/IMG_5304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4016330295750915447?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4016330295750915447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4016330295750915447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4016330295750915447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4016330295750915447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/aint-they-cute.html' title='Ain&apos;t they cute?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S9ETYon0AAI/AAAAAAAACGM/umGpAjsd7qs/s72-c/IMG_5298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3732541043957187360</id><published>2010-04-02T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:27:59.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>Apologies for not putting anything on here recently - more current information is appearing on Facebook.  I'll at least try to get monthly summaries of life on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March began with Alison's last skating lesson.  This was the second time she had taken the Basic 1 class, so we were all hopeful that she would pass.  And she did!  We practiced on an outdoor rink a couple times before her last class, and she's really coming along on her skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KpK5tIK8DtCAKidHwj-ZzA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZBIpfrkFI/AAAAAAAACFI/zF7g7-u9tkA/s400/IMG_5057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend, we headed for the Mall of America - it might be an annual thing now.  First, we went to Grandma and Grandpa's; checked out the National Eagle Center in Wabasha, then headed for the MOA.  We met friends at the Rainforest Cafe for lunch, then met more friends at Bubba Gump's for dinner.  We closed out the weekend with a trip to IKEA for dining room chairs and some storage organizers, then made the long run back to Fargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3hHl8BPnrcngsu_IwHBr3A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZB1iVJR-I/AAAAAAAACFM/XSSMgpjEp2Y/s400/IMG_5087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gHpnOCmVxou6ZJbpXFaIww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZB4vYOaWI/AAAAAAAACFQ/HB7_4q6xqfY/s400/IMG_5094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fRY3vWg6rr_jwKDLrNjeOg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZB6t4dCMI/AAAAAAAACFU/KOIOFOAI__s/s400/IMG_5116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DMxwRPInlJ4C5UMxpKBq0w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZCQ-pm5vI/AAAAAAAACFY/gyakjjqiDfI/s400/IMG_5127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MkVryzZ0yCNGEO3g0D5ixg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZCTngLZ_I/AAAAAAAACFg/yYzW1iAFQGQ/s400/IMG_5134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7fgVSRN5CsomyTG3WlSB1g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZCWqlbWTI/AAAAAAAACFk/vYjdMYfpTWM/s400/IMG_5153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5bVj7iGX0wdRkwbMqftnCA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZCYyuE-NI/AAAAAAAACFo/vGq6xxJWky0/s400/IMG_5204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back to Fargo, I began assembling furniture.  I got into a few steps of the storage organizer and realized we grabbed from the wrong bin at IKEA.  Guess what I got to do the following weekend?  Yup - back to IKEA!  Thanks for coming along on that trip Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We closed out the month with a Fargo Force game - the first time we've seen the local USHL team play.  It was a great time, and great seats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3732541043957187360?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3732541043957187360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3732541043957187360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3732541043957187360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3732541043957187360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/march-in-nutshell.html' title='March in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S7ZBIpfrkFI/AAAAAAAACFI/zF7g7-u9tkA/s72-c/IMG_5057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3588525776423978904</id><published>2010-02-27T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:59:22.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building the Great Wall</title><content type='html'>Alison had her second-to-last skating lesson today, and she seemed to be doing a lot better with the snowplow stop.  Last weekend we went skiing at Andes Tower Hills outside of Alexandria, MN, and she did very good at her skiing lesson.  I think the "pizza stop" for skiing really helped with the skating stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skating, we went through the drivethru at Caribou and grabbed a latte and a kid's cocoa, then stopped in at my office to take care of a couple of things - scripts run a lot better when you actually remember to start them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, we had lunch then started to build a cardboard Great Wall.  It was a kit we found on clearance, and Alison has had a blast putting it together and now coloring it.  She actually seemed bothered that she had to stop coloring to go swimming at a hotel with Nancy and Curt.  When we finally got home, Alison went right back to coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4RLz1VP6cohIOYthOwkyGQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S4nah28tb7I/AAAAAAAACEo/w7GHNKr8iOM/s800/IMG_5043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3588525776423978904?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3588525776423978904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3588525776423978904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3588525776423978904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3588525776423978904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/building-great-wall.html' title='Building the Great Wall'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S4nah28tb7I/AAAAAAAACEo/w7GHNKr8iOM/s72-c/IMG_5043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5240841256551934953</id><published>2010-01-20T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:57:54.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, that holiday post</title><content type='html'>I really did mean to get Christmas photos posted right away.  I at least got them on Facebook, but forgot to post over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uNezZc-PEXbwAa7CO3txjg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S1fO_t3YtUI/AAAAAAAACDg/XR_G_7aTtsQ/s400/IMG_4875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a quiet Christmas at home - a blizzard blew in which kept family from coming.  We had the neighbors over to help destroy a prime rib, then spent the evening playing Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VVimLdzk6KH8tHHjnDqXag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S1fPCZ6nWBI/AAAAAAAACDk/CPRs0zvMoDw/s400/IMG_4897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/n_WWDo5yKz7o0VWPmrluFw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S1fPE67-yRI/AAAAAAAACDs/zG4Ne5LNVEY/s400/IMG_4898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4LEPKQUOf_8bdEWO4NCaQQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S1fPHUMp7xI/AAAAAAAACDw/kBOzU94KA2M/s400/IMG_4914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very high-energy holiday.  We also got extremely wild and crazy for New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EpqZZP0fhz4UcddismTDxA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0D_Hhrf64I/AAAAAAAACBI/W4FROK5foWM/s400/IMG_4934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli is getting into the realism of Wii - apparently you need to take cover in a foxhole to properly play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/re_RHbc-BYizBuRbeRKxxw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0D_KVoT8pI/AAAAAAAACBM/FSQraxuYRDw/s400/IMG_4944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5240841256551934953?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5240841256551934953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5240841256551934953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5240841256551934953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5240841256551934953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yeah-that-holiday-post.html' title='Oh yeah, that holiday post'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S1fO_t3YtUI/AAAAAAAACDg/XR_G_7aTtsQ/s72-c/IMG_4875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8865027688160206829</id><published>2010-01-06T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:36:33.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Old Pup</title><content type='html'>Today the Janes family said farewell to a dear friend, companion, and protector.  Our dog, Daisy Mae Janes, was put down after a valiant fight against arthritic hips and rapidly declining bodily functions.  We thank God for allowing us to care for one of his dear creatures.  She was truly one of a kind.  We will miss you Daisy, and will forever have a patch of daisy flowers in our garden to remind us of all you meant to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8-zUbySH-EJrpWspF22pTQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0U53EMQyRI/AAAAAAAACCM/Yrs2T1DsAPs/s400/Daisy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TxDF_FexIWfmrOm3cXzZ2w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0U54hreqXI/AAAAAAAACCQ/NYZUu0z-99g/s400/daisy_steps.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i4WsnaA5pTi4JoSFfZTEYA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0U560UO7BI/AAAAAAAACCU/wUxWP-GteNo/s400/daisy_couch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DRdrQNS-kDTiZaMTkPRobw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0U5823bPKI/AAAAAAAACCY/PqA2FMBGT98/s400/IMG_2206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8865027688160206829?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8865027688160206829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8865027688160206829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8865027688160206829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8865027688160206829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-old-pup.html' title='Goodbye Old Pup'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/S0U53EMQyRI/AAAAAAAACCM/Yrs2T1DsAPs/s72-c/Daisy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1439682846629860065</id><published>2009-12-21T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:19:51.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric Company</title><content type='html'>We had friends out for lunch yesterday and let all the kids (a matched set of boys and girls) play while we watched football.  It's nice having kids old enough that they can play on their own, until...apparently the boys had a dispute over whether the light switch should be on or off.  After all was said and done, somehow one of the wires got broken off the back of the switch!  No idea how it could have happened.  $1.88 in repairs, and no injuries.  Eli, being part of the problem, also decided to be part of the solution by holding my flashlight while I replaced the switch.  Within 5 minutes he broke the flashlight too.  He's a one man wrecking crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NWgw61cjx5gPlbfJUtXyBQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SzA3HG21RKI/AAAAAAAACAA/8y88ydwHuKo/s400/IMG_4861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and I went to skate with Santa on Sunday night, which was a great chance to just go skate without having to worry about lessons or working on anything other than just having fun.  Santa's apparently a hockey player - he was kind of hard to keep up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7GpaNE9TqWcAwvrv1sR80w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SzA6g8N6XyI/AAAAAAAACAk/fRGStdvttOo/s400/IMG_4857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_dZIeN6JvsYTVPtXw65BSA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SzA6jBDIzWI/AAAAAAAACAo/IBjrphGtneA/s400/IMG_4858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli has been fascinated with electric toothbrushes this week.  Tonight he decided that he needed his own electric brush.  With great (though slobbery) results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwZV36vO3nM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=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/pwZV36vO3nM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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/2830486314947685286-1439682846629860065?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1439682846629860065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1439682846629860065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1439682846629860065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1439682846629860065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/12/electric-company.html' title='Electric Company'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SzA3HG21RKI/AAAAAAAACAA/8y88ydwHuKo/s72-c/IMG_4861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7636920939633585546</id><published>2009-12-08T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:39:44.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>We took an extended trip to Grandma and Grandpa's for Thanksgiving.  The weekend before, I was able to fill two of my three turkey tags.  This is the second year in a row that I was able to get a turkey the weekend before Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were concerned about getting caught by weather on Wednesday morning, and decided to leave at midnight to get out ahead of any weather.  As it turned out, the roads didn't get that bad, but we were still able to log almost all of the miles of the trip with the kids sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was spent wrangling kids (ours and our nephews) and just relaxing with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KZ6_u3s3UA_yf6VNuBTgyA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8yq9nGxmI/AAAAAAAAB6U/0sp7KE1lXZA/s400/IMG_1771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dSPwk7FWttz4PLGNKiu5bw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8ysjhdcNI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1thwKaCqrOo/s400/IMG_1801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, Eli and Alison took turns playing with the camera on my phone - they're getting pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OWSd3RiHgXIEa3bbCCZBtQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8zQoUE5YI/AAAAAAAAB6w/EmD2OCAfSPI/s144/p_00215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/76kwXfBffulyli7Uc5xw5Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8zRa9W6cI/AAAAAAAAB64/dI2wL0N9KsE/s144/p_00219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oKjRb9RENATGVXdn3WrPww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8zRqbo5PI/AAAAAAAAB7A/YO1UmfImZdM/s144/p_00232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tPwciIK7LPKViBGYNF9RQw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8zStG-OBI/AAAAAAAAB7I/eX5Uzxibd08/s144/p_00251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We suffered a slight bit of insanity and chose to go to IKEA and the Mall of America the Sunday after Thanksgiving - amazingly enough, it didn't seem that busy and the kids did really well - AND we managed to find the dining room table we've been looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7636920939633585546?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7636920939633585546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7636920939633585546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7636920939633585546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7636920939633585546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/12/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sx8yq9nGxmI/AAAAAAAAB6U/0sp7KE1lXZA/s72-c/IMG_1771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3152915450597530985</id><published>2009-11-02T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:24:24.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Bandits</title><content type='html'>Another Halloween has come and gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k3MStlIZhs1rDiVCBKPdiQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Su7a0c_UsxI/AAAAAAAAB0g/YHTtE7wUIT0/s400/IMG_4632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w1R21FyxEXAQfYbQOv_DMg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Su7a2XpcxFI/AAAAAAAAB0k/-kE8IwAhb1M/s400/IMG_4636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EWg4kW23GFxXDiL3rVlX0w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Su7a6WGzRnI/AAAAAAAAB0w/w76iJ-QqJHs/s400/IMG_4638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3152915450597530985?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3152915450597530985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3152915450597530985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3152915450597530985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3152915450597530985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/11/candy-bandits.html' title='Candy Bandits'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Su7a0c_UsxI/AAAAAAAAB0g/YHTtE7wUIT0/s72-c/IMG_4632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4645479331082154086</id><published>2009-10-17T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:24:49.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First School Picture</title><content type='html'>Alison got her school pictures back this week.  She was very excited to get the pictures, and we're very happy with how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ebwinQYyZ6mgNdjjN49Ozw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Stn8qd3KSpI/AAAAAAAABzc/YEnbI2uOII4/s400/Color_8x10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of skating lessons for the year - it seems so early, but it was plenty cold!  Alison was a little nervous going on the ice alone at first, but did really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli slept in his newly converted toddler bed last night, and managed to stay in almost all night!  Morning was a little early today (5:30) but considering how it could have gone, I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4645479331082154086?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4645479331082154086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4645479331082154086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4645479331082154086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4645479331082154086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-school-picture.html' title='First School Picture'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Stn8qd3KSpI/AAAAAAAABzc/YEnbI2uOII4/s72-c/Color_8x10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1791872067022474729</id><published>2009-10-07T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:21:02.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu?</title><content type='html'>This seems like last year.  We've had over 3 inches of rain which is keeping me from driving for beet harvest, but that means I get to enjoy a little bit of fall.  We took the kids to the Dakota Carriage Pumpkin Patch this weekend, and while it was a muddy mess, the kids both had fun.  Eli wasn't thrilled with the idea of riding a horse, but he enjoyed watching all the animals.  Alison, on the other hand, loved her pony ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mpPtJ_8y2mwwh8gmz5Zdag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Ss1J3yzResI/AAAAAAAAByw/Wdf5ySv-X9o/s400/IMG_4540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SVP6dvsQAZrSTFcH8eLaFQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Ss1J5wGpJDI/AAAAAAAABy0/r-iP47XC1nU/s400/IMG_4552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't exactly real cow milking, which is probably good for the cows.  Both Alison and Eli got to practice their milking skills on a bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/22k_o8A5AxdFEECCjLpqyA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Ss1J9KxBIkI/AAAAAAAABy4/y_nS1O8eAu8/s400/IMG_4555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and Jennifer took a cart ride behind clydesdales out to the pumpkin patch - Eli was too scared to ride the wagon, so I waited in the farmyard with him.  They came back with two large pumpkins.  Once we were all regrouped, we went home to watch the Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smoked a mallard this weekend and added the meat to a mix of alfredo sauce and peas, tossed over penne pasta.  Everybody ate very well (for once), so I think I've come up with a solution to getting the kids to eat - I gotta do more hunting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1791872067022474729?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1791872067022474729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1791872067022474729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1791872067022474729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1791872067022474729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/10/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Ss1J3yzResI/AAAAAAAAByw/Wdf5ySv-X9o/s72-c/IMG_4540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8207502840752911015</id><published>2009-09-28T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:20:04.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headwaters</title><content type='html'>We left Friday afternoon to take part in the Headwaters 100 bike ride on Saturday.  Joel and I were hoping to tackle the full 100 miles, while Jennifer and Carrie were going to try the 45 mile route.  The morning started cool and cloudy, with a little breeze.  The boys headed north to Itasca State Park, while the girls took a meandering route closer to Park Rapids.  The one thing that surprised all of us on the route was the hills - there's just no way to train for them in Fargo.  We made it to Itasca in good time, but the route through the park took a lot of work.  I escaped a mishap after the bead of my front tire slipped out of the rim - luckily it held until the rest stop where I was able to reseat the tire and the on-site mechanic filled it with air.   After we left the park, we made our way over to Lake George, then south toward Emmaville.  At about mile 60, I was trailing behind Joel when I heard a loud bang - Joel's rear tire blew out.  A sag wagon pulled up within 30 seconds - impeccable timing - and helped with the tire change and we thought we were on our way.  Within a few yards Joel realized something wasn't right and I spotted a bulge on his tire.  The gash was so deep on the tire that the tube was poking through.  Sure enough, it blew right away and Joel was out.  I forged on to the next rest stop and called Jennifer to let her know.  She said that was kind of funny since she got to ride the sag wagon as well.  After 35 miles, her knee started to act up, and rather than aggravate an injury, she very wisely caught a ride with the ride organizer back to the school.  Shortly after I called her Carrie made it to the school, and I decided that I would cut the ride a little short as well.  I took a cutoff to rejoin the 75-mile route after Emmaville, and made it back to Park Rapids after completing 85 miles total.  It was a fantastic ride, and will definitely be on the schedule for next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8207502840752911015?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8207502840752911015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8207502840752911015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8207502840752911015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8207502840752911015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/09/headwaters.html' title='Headwaters'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1670519736670544133</id><published>2009-09-14T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:49:23.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids are getting older, we aren't</title><content type='html'>Eli learned how to pedal his trike tonight.  After pedaling for a while, he decided that he wanted to ride Alison's old bike for a little bit, which he was able to pedal also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I was putting Alison to bed, she said "Daddy, I think tomorrow night I want to put myself to bed."  I was taken aback by that, so I just said that we'd see tomorrow if she still felt that way.  She mentioned it again on the way to school this morning.  After she got her pajamas on tonight, she came out to say goodnight and I told Jennifer what she wanted to do.  She still wanted to try it, so I moved her lamp from the armoire onto a bookshelf so she could reach it.  I stood outside her door just out of sight, heard her pray, and then add "Thank you Jesus for letting me have a great day, and thank you for letting me have a great day at kindergarten."  She clicked the light off and climbed into bed.  We haven't heard a peep from her in about a half hour.  I'm not sure if I'm ready for this or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran my first half marathon on Saturday morning.  It was ridiculously humid so it was a challenge to stay hydrated.  I made it to mile 11 and then my legs cramped up badly which forced me to stop, stretch, and walk for much more than I had hoped.  I was over 20 minutes over my target time, but still managed to finish the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I took the kids to the Honkin Haulin Hands On Trucks activity in West Fargo.  The kids got free t-shirts, coloring books, play hard hats, and got to climb into a great assortment of trucks - fire, construction, army - just about everything.  They had a lot of fun, but the heat was wearing us all down.  We took a ride on the MSUM Train, then went to Dairy Queen for an arctic freeze.  Meanwhile, Jennifer and Carrie took an 11-mile bike ride to Saint Benedict and back as a training ride for the Headwaters ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-8nuDHa0LWEUDHDs0KhPhg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sq7ydJ0fDeI/AAAAAAAAByU/T3YqkJ-e5jU/s400/p_00119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1670519736670544133?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1670519736670544133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1670519736670544133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1670519736670544133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1670519736670544133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-are-getting-older-we-arent.html' title='The kids are getting older, we aren&apos;t'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sq7ydJ0fDeI/AAAAAAAAByU/T3YqkJ-e5jU/s72-c/p_00119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4529670243336605713</id><published>2009-08-27T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:07:28.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of K!</title><content type='html'>Alison started Kindergarten today, and we managed to start and finish the day mostly tear-free!  Alison was grinning the entire time and excited, but her parents were a little nervous and scared.  Unfortunately the street and driveway around the Kindergarten Center aren't quite done yet, so dropoff consists of parking at least two blocks away and walking Alison into the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing next to our new tree in the front yard.  Hopefully we'll remember to take this same picture every year.  And hopefully it's the same tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k6R8OtYIO7lcz35h2LHJxg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SpdG-3rkrKI/AAAAAAAABxs/V_8c661JD8w/s400/IMG_4396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the front of the Kindergarten Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PYovrEqQF1N2WqDvIe631Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SpdG_zfIchI/AAAAAAAABxw/rqjDJznrF_w/s400/IMG_4399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New desk!  Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZKrA9eYQZE1BCqJ-w-9Row?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SpdHA9PZppI/AAAAAAAABx0/HoPJ-XOtWQc/s400/IMG_4401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YHwXg1hH42n3ARNPl5CkNA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SpdHB3nHAdI/AAAAAAAABx4/vZZkwfGlOEo/s400/IMG_4402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4529670243336605713?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4529670243336605713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4529670243336605713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4529670243336605713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4529670243336605713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-k.html' title='First Day of K!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SpdG-3rkrKI/AAAAAAAABxs/V_8c661JD8w/s72-c/IMG_4396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-9143500896619494848</id><published>2009-08-09T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:58:19.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was Kindred's community days/cowboy fest/whatever they're calling it now, and that meant two things:  parade and pancakes.  We went down on Saturday morning with our neighbors down the street (Chase is the same age as Alison and Alexa is the same age as Eli) for the pancake feed and then stayed for the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids started a game of "ring around the rosie" in the middle of the street before the parade started.  I think with a little more time we could have made it an official event.  There were quite a few other kids that came and joined in the fun.  Not sure that asphalt is really the best surface for "we all fall down", but it didn't seem to faze the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IGV0whvUJiVivwugdsS4vQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sn95TGHdFVI/AAAAAAAABxA/1pjW-wut9N0/s400/IMG_4209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four kids all diving for candy at the same time - what a haul!  We might need to disperse some of the loot at Halloween just to get rid of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sMB5yXZsyYL1pqhKsfvjGw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sn95WL7JbvI/AAAAAAAABxE/kVs44dJl5xU/s400/IMG_4223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison has been working on her numbers quite a bit lately, and she put that together with her love of sidewalk chalk this week.  If you can't make it out in the picture, she made "4+4=8" and "3+3=6" with stencils.  She even knew to put the symbols in - a small correction to get them in the right order, but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/St2Udiq1BhKxS_5OdSsUhg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sn95YYd2sVI/AAAAAAAABxI/r7DxYN84PK8/s400/IMG_4232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my day to cash in a Father's Day gift.  The gift was one free day to ride the Heartland Trail, and after trying to schedule it all summer, yesterday was finally the day.  Joel and I started out from Akeley, MN at about 8:45, headed east to Walker, then north to Cass Lake.  On the way back from Cass Lake, we stopped to stage a couple of photos, like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/imLNMUQvLZpvh6TV4stSfg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sn95a5tG6kI/AAAAAAAABxQ/PsPy8jVflyg/s400/IMG_4256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that!  Such grace!  Such poise!  I make it look easy!  And then I turned around, and promptly got my front tire stuck in the bridge I had already crossed.  The tire dropped down in a crack and wedged in place, depositing me on the bridge deck in a rapid manner.  Luckily, I was going pretty slow, and the timbers have more give than pavement, so I was able to escape with no injury.  I managed to badly bend the front wheel and was a little worried about what to do.  We were 10 miles from Cass Lake and about the same from Walker.  I was able to bend the wheel back into alignment (kind of) the same way it got out of alignment - jammed it in the bridge and bent it the other way.  I had to disconnect the front brake so the wheel would turn, but with a little tuning I was able to get going again, albeit a little slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped in Walker for lunch, then made the last 9 mile leg to Akeley.  Grand total:  67.3 miles.  My butt hurts.  Lucky for me, I trashed the front wheel on my bike so I can't ride until the new wheel arrives in the mail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-9143500896619494848?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/9143500896619494848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=9143500896619494848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/9143500896619494848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/9143500896619494848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/08/gravity.html' title='Gravity'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sn95TGHdFVI/AAAAAAAABxA/1pjW-wut9N0/s72-c/IMG_4209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3914199503810459947</id><published>2009-07-29T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:41:45.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more for July</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how fast this month has gone.  I've had two different trips to the Devils Lake area for work plus a trip to San Diego for the ESRI International User Conference and a family trip to Bismarck, and suddenly it's almost August!  I've been neglecting this blog and my running - time to get serious about both again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli's been working on a plan to travel with me.  This is one of his favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6sfapAEMMtm9UCve1X5l6A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_VL4yHSI/AAAAAAAABwA/brVQXQ2OgUw/s400/IMG_4105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally warmed up a little so we could get the pool out.  We added the slide so the kids could get a little splashing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6DP5UYJBmAi37TBbGqdYcQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_XOznzdI/AAAAAAAABwE/_3ZBa7eg-GI/s400/IMG_4115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/P_NJ_7VhDPojIrfpd9TL9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_ZyI7PkI/AAAAAAAABwI/ch6HjzS9FZ0/s400/IMG_4130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZPel72lTTUjhjhYeuH-6Jw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_bYU1c7I/AAAAAAAABwM/CTaGfpbB-nI/s400/IMG_4142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BIPeEi6SKb86i94Sivvg9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_dsc3SPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/0rWkyBR7qFg/s400/IMG_4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer's brother Myron came to Bismarck this weekend with wife Fran and their two kids.  We managed to get all the kids on the couch for a picture - all sitting at the same time was all we could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/F44xrtfZp1hC2EIQ7EDtHQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_fi1_0fI/AAAAAAAABwU/MfcsvPcrfy8/s400/IMG_4160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of just the girls.  Notice they're all smiling, looking at the camera, and behaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uU72Kg1GtcujCp1HTRAYwg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_h6DEb6I/AAAAAAAABwc/3WIeISmOFxw/s400/IMG_4161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here's one of all the boys doing the same...wait...nope.  Not going to happen.  We've got Matt trying to maintain control over Eli, and Grant doing...well, I'm not sure what Grant is doing.  Hiding behind his own legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eUNR4g0EuN96ET7g6VQzkA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_jxi2MzI/AAAAAAAABwg/W9BIFBwchQc/s400/IMG_4162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and Eli discovered the joy of Hungry Hungry Hippos.  I forgot how loud this game actually is.  I think it would be a great game for Grandma and Grandpa's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0fY1xeiWNwgnLxzD1u_0Mg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_mbaNjfI/AAAAAAAABwk/7lhLvGhER8o/s400/IMG_4173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3914199503810459947?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3914199503810459947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3914199503810459947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3914199503810459947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3914199503810459947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-more-for-july.html' title='One more for July'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SnD_VL4yHSI/AAAAAAAABwA/brVQXQ2OgUw/s72-c/IMG_4105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5883707037214711688</id><published>2009-07-05T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:33:43.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two?!?!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Eli's 2nd birthday on Thursday at Happy Joes with Carrie &amp;amp; Joel and Jodi &amp;amp; Ryan and kids.  Pizza, ice cream and too much time in the game room, and the night went off without any major meltdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison got to teach Eli the finer points of winning tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zm2aZ4Dnj3dePMy225XdrQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFge_e0NdI/AAAAAAAABiE/eKiWZ6Bs760/s400/IMG_3937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and Christopher playing the basketball toss game.  This, by the way, is the same game that Eli attempted to climb into all night long.  He was just shy of getting over the final barrier by the time I was able to pry him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2C7RKL502tCktETpAZoUUg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgc4S6j5I/AAAAAAAABiA/poADY7k2Z8E/s400/IMG_3934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli tearing into a present from Grandma and Grandpa.  He got a baseball tee and pitching machine.  He seems to really like it, and if he gets good at it, maybe he'll play pro ball one day.  If he doesn't, he could play for the Tigers (sorry Joel, had to do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/N0xCmbI3O2xX_avmDGJfdQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgg09wtwI/AAAAAAAABiI/FHH659lYasM/s400/IMG_3945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher helping Eli with a present.  I love 2-year-old parties - the kids all want to open the presents, and they don't quite get the whole gift exchange concept.  I propose we do this for all ages at Christmas - everybody, open up somebody else's present and act completely surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ljNim4uyEmhoKhZenxhHaQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgio9Az-I/AAAAAAAABiM/Vng-irnOjoE/s400/IMG_3947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said major meltdowns.  He's still two.  And it's HIS party, and yes, he will cry if he wants to.  I'm not sure of the reason, but Eli felt compelled to go into a corner and play with his new dump truck while crying.  Hey, as long as it's quiet and he's not bothering anybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0__3I5v1i2Iw_KMMUNoSyg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgkoKaYeI/AAAAAAAABiQ/95-NeedWHQ0/s400/IMG_3952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, ice cream sundaes for everyone.  Clown ice cream, with peanut eyes and a maraschino cherry nose.  For those of us who have an aversion to clowns, there is something therapeutic about stabbing a clown sundae in the head with a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WgRJMi9MqUrS1MB7ZVYqEg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgmubrw8I/AAAAAAAABiU/i_U03cSgZdo/s400/IMG_3956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.  Father, I see you have more ice cream.  May I have some NOM NOM NOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6YJEOu35azJ5zXSGMe6U4w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgouWUtRI/AAAAAAAABiY/giwi8Bwysh8/s400/IMG_3962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Friday home with the kids while packing for Bismarck.  After we dropped Daisy off at the kennel, we came home and played in the front yard.  Alison made a very large cat with her chalk, and I was really impressed with the improvement in her drawing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FOaVWnJCgcqyez3fg_6ueg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgrPczp2I/AAAAAAAABig/iGouWGSwwes/s400/IMG_3964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also set up the pitching machine to see how it worked.  The kids absolutely loved it, even after discovering what happens to the baseballs after they're dropped into the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3IVQQdZc6j4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3IVQQdZc6j4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;When we went to Bismarck, we had a cookout at Patty and Chuck's and Grandma B made a cake for Eli.  Took lots of pictures, but this one is my favorite.  He did it!  He actually listened and blew out a candle!  With no spit!  He did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xcxxSXcyQUpNmeacsKNUfw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgs1pWfvI/AAAAAAAABik/ph3DFYsOJag/s400/IMG_3971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and cousins Alexander and Andrew watching fireworks out the front window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bEGU1twLOZ_Rgfz0VeLKmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFguxx6TAI/AAAAAAAABio/94AczeYW1zQ/s400/IMG_3990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning, we went to the Dakota Zoo in Bismarck.  As always, the most common animals (goats, ducks, donkeys, etc) were the favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GgGphT3BiaOGGj3oqKANjw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgxb78gRI/AAAAAAAABis/Xmb3AvhlhnQ/s400/IMG_3998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and Alexander went running off to see the emus.  When I got there, I realized just how ugly emus really are.  I mean really, the thing's got a look that would send a chill down its own mother's spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/llvcpKbOFSTGRw0Va9tipw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFgzeQDMuI/AAAAAAAABiw/08JzhN8FG7c/s400/IMG_4003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the tigers was very close to the window when Eli walked up.  I'm pretty sure Eli was thinking "Please can we keep it?" while the tiger was thinking "appetizer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dKika7TbObOWrW0oYMES9g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFg1vm1_8I/AAAAAAAABi0/PMF0B5d4y0U/s400/IMG_4009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we had a barbecue at Aunt Connie's house, then went back to Patty and Chuck's to light off fireworks.  Here's Chuck launching a rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/92kq1_t1PSGdLUl8F9yuKA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFg3qDiSDI/AAAAAAAABi4/uJRtynncMHM/s400/IMG_4036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watching some of the neighbors' displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ah_XTp0I8ARO5tUJ99pRIQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFg5YZDTqI/AAAAAAAABjA/KXN6WOIhUZI/s400/IMG_4042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5883707037214711688?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5883707037214711688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5883707037214711688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5883707037214711688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5883707037214711688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/two.html' title='Two?!?!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SlFge_e0NdI/AAAAAAAABiE/eKiWZ6Bs760/s72-c/IMG_3937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6501005207509159275</id><published>2009-06-17T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:51:09.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Sports</title><content type='html'>Alison is taking basketball lessons and swimming lessons now.  Tomorrow is the last day of swimming, then we'll be on to a somewhat normal schedule again.  Her ball lessons are at the Fargo Basketball Academy, and she's really enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tqOHc8dLVi2ZPyN6rqjbLA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sjmon8Z5rUI/AAAAAAAABRI/3ua0clHSUh4/s400/IMG_3644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/y6ZqBd6ZyZVf4vsMXfKKtg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sjmok6DQN5I/AAAAAAAABRE/Q2TWuFFx7Gw/s400/IMG_3642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first weekend in June we went to Bismarck for our nephew Brad's wedding - it was Alison's first wedding (and wedding dance) and she had a great time.  Eli had a lot of fun as well, and both of them actually stayed pretty well behaved during the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hplg6MPCYUFkntf8S2qOnA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sjmo8R95wuI/AAAAAAAABRM/TRxDTqZgrPg/s400/IMG_3656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e5nszEhGAD5pGkwiMAGdEQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sjmo_5nrIdI/AAAAAAAABRU/R8lab3S_c2E/s400/IMG_3657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marla taught Alison the finer points of getting dolled up for the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eENVQuHs7B1VYth72tWsKg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SjmpDznBugI/AAAAAAAABRY/bqX5hOAlomw/s400/IMG_3669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the kids were ready to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/chW6iXRE9IqgJRG8NpRHFg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SjmpGmiLZvI/AAAAAAAABRc/E1OlGFugGOg/s400/IMG_3677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, the power of grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2DRRTei6pM8vG1cJ_Wi_BQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SjmpJ_lsb-I/AAAAAAAABRg/Aw0kfiuj634/s400/IMG_3681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6501005207509159275?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6501005207509159275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6501005207509159275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6501005207509159275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6501005207509159275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-sports.html' title='Summer Sports'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sjmon8Z5rUI/AAAAAAAABRI/3ua0clHSUh4/s72-c/IMG_3644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4586826492871850817</id><published>2009-06-03T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:30:51.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball and the Zoo</title><content type='html'>We took in a Redhawks game on Saturday night.  The bank has a share of a stadium box, so it makes for a nice evening since it keeps the kids reined in a little.  Both Hawkeye and Scarlett (the two mascots) made a visit to the box.  Surprisingly, Eli wasn't afraid of them at all - he kept running to get hugs and high fives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/edu1fFeBZ9uGFwgZGHpq-A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic1nhTk32I/AAAAAAAABP0/A8yS7-29XSc/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly enough, the kids did sit to watch some of the game.  Okay, so maybe about a minute of the game.  But still, a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UYu-iPr-89tNPkcVTwPTwA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic1rGd94zI/AAAAAAAABP4/BdrFFVB7Jm8/s400/IMG_3566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church on Sunday morning, we stopped to do a little shopping at Target.  By the time we were done at Target, it wasn't quite lunch time yet.  We thought we would just make sandwiches at home and hang around for the day because it was terribly windy out, but both kids fell asleep on the way home.  We were pulling into the neighborhood and looked at each other and said "Now what?"  We ran the frozen food inside, then hopped back into the car and drove to Wahpeton to go to the Chahinkapa Zoo.  The zoo is in the trees and out of the wind, so we thought it might be nice to be outside but not completely windblasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Wahpeton shortly after normal lunchtime, and grabbed a quick McD's meal before going to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vusH2aKOBb0B32YharGPeQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic1whNrsyI/AAAAAAAABP8/VZOyx9DYIaU/s400/IMG_3574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several wild turkeys wandering around the zoo, and they grabbed our attention more than some of the featured animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Iz0HFAfGu4fBQPyMWW2_Tw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic10NTKLxI/AAAAAAAABQE/Lcks7_AymQ4/s400/IMG_3584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9fucT94eLEflivQ0ZGJapw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic16d2qzWI/AAAAAAAABQI/ANnpaVKBb44/s400/IMG_3598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/J14XlUWSeakQ56dlxmeWpQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic1-swuPyI/AAAAAAAABQM/QpDXb3n1WcE/s400/IMG_3602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qMPVSdMnBjGK2qplj7f0UQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic2DS4qmwI/AAAAAAAABQQ/zZClGkEFq7c/s400/IMG_3608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4586826492871850817?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4586826492871850817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4586826492871850817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4586826492871850817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4586826492871850817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/baseball-and-zoo.html' title='Baseball and the Zoo'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sic1nhTk32I/AAAAAAAABP0/A8yS7-29XSc/s72-c/IMG_3544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1366887364991494782</id><published>2009-05-28T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:28:37.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey little chicky</title><content type='html'>The killdeer eggs in our backyard hatched early this morning or last night.   It appears all four hatched, and there were little cotton balls running around the yard this morning before work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wwomOuKulmPjcnxAJ6pKow?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sh9Upe1Nx7I/AAAAAAAABPQ/od54lw2cSJ4/s400/IMG_3528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take my chances and see if I could get a little closer.  The chicks are small enough that their instinct is to play "I am a rock you don't see me", so I was able to walk up and get a closer picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UaL4Zf66hoHd4BAH2IS_fw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sh9UyUG7l2I/AAAAAAAABPY/fnoINiQxZMI/s400/IMG_3534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pjO-XCKl418ARq8RAI8XtQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sh9UsulQVYI/AAAAAAAABPU/sbRQqB4SU9Y/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1366887364991494782?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1366887364991494782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1366887364991494782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1366887364991494782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1366887364991494782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-little-chicky.html' title='Hey little chicky'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sh9Upe1Nx7I/AAAAAAAABPQ/od54lw2cSJ4/s72-c/IMG_3528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1021602319803660527</id><published>2009-05-23T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:23:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartland Trail Ride</title><content type='html'>We met Joel, Carrie and Christopher this morning and drove to Park Rapids to bike part of the Heartland Trail.  We weren't sure how far we would make it, but set out down the path with the goal of reaching Dorset by lunch time - about 6 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dmsh8vVA75QW8OEkJoQnnQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiWgtK7WWI/AAAAAAAABO0/IarOFAf6j0o/s400/IMG_3489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch (burgers, pizza and ice cream) at the Dorset House, then put it to a vote of whether or not we should continue on.  Alison said she wanted to go further, and nobody else objected, so we continued on to Nevis - another 5.3 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vjLzDJfHQGCDLX1633o4tw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiWk9FZRcI/AAAAAAAABO4/SeLztcElmnw/s400/IMG_3498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/32uf73qLiYPvuHaMWlFi5A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiWonSSW6I/AAAAAAAABO8/Yt8uaUVL6Xk/s400/IMG_3502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rkrm2ZIIIP8YMRSc8LSZ8w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiWvRCfTAI/AAAAAAAABPA/VP3PTldG7EE/s400/IMG_3507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a short break in Nevis to see the world's largest Tiger Muskie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ShaAe_eh88rWIgtU7K86gw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiW0YX1rjI/AAAAAAAABPE/_Ma18HBPok0/s400/IMG_3512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/B_cbhEqtAEi8snFIFsMwfQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiW4E03MwI/AAAAAAAABPI/2UZaaXsrH3g/s400/IMG_3516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the fish, we went back to Park Rapids.  Total for the trip - 23.3 miles.  Yikes.  Everybody was a little beat after that, but in good spirits.  Here's hoping the kids sleep in tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1021602319803660527?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1021602319803660527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1021602319803660527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1021602319803660527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1021602319803660527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/heartland-trail-ride.html' title='Heartland Trail Ride'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShiWgtK7WWI/AAAAAAAABO0/IarOFAf6j0o/s72-c/IMG_3489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5494965545300715827</id><published>2009-05-20T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:34:31.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I don't Tweet</title><content type='html'>If I went this long between updates on Twitter, I'd probably end up on a missing person list somewhere.  "Gosh, his last tweet said he was going to the store, and that was three weeks ago!"  Somehow it seems more forgivable to neglect a blog for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's see...May...The first weekend in May we had Alison's 5th birthday party.  I'd post pictures of that, but I forgot my camera at home on the way to the party.  Gasp.  I know.  I've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison finished up with her parks and rec track events - it was a lot of fun and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w1OpjDN8btDvFlM4jcZ-VA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2r5fNz8I/AAAAAAAABK4/qBMpOCECl1U/s400/IMG_3307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend was the Fargo Marathon.  Both Jennifer and I ran in the 5K and Jennifer did an awesome job.  Grandma and Grandpa came up to watch the kids for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the morning of the run, it's actually started to feel a little more like spring around here - enough that the kids have been able to play with bubbles outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vz8phlsNH0AIgnsmKkSo2Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2swzxpiI/AAAAAAAABK8/yKYOY8lS5Ac/s400/IMG_3316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/f9V2eBEfmseKcYkYR_Il8w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2uJ-yZZI/AAAAAAAABLA/YBsv8xsY2FE/s400/IMG_3319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison got a sewing machine from Aunt Pat and Uncle Mike - she absolutely loves it.  Included with the sewing machine was a pattern to make a pumpkin and a turkey (for turkey hunting, of course).  After the run we sat down and worked on the pumpkin with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qsPYsj78rHpex-tSjhPqoQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2v4Q4VMI/AAAAAAAABLE/YrHgaDWpY8M/s400/IMG_3343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a sign I've taken too many pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H7xnFg8LjC9iG6a0v5D3LA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2xQ6n0_I/AAAAAAAABLI/dUVCta0V4mY/s400/IMG_3346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend I discovered we have a killdeer nest in our backyard.  Now, normally I'm not a big killdeer fan - they're loud.  Obnoxious.  Keep you up at night.  But now they've got a nest, and...well, that's kind of neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wRk6U9u6VEZIg2wHKX41KQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2zc3vZFI/AAAAAAAABLM/-SpsHI-vE3k/s400/IMG_3351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a strange family trait.  Eli's got the same curl on the top of his head that Grandpa does.  Well, at least in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NX4LES3arJnaS-4dvultCg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS21A37ZpI/AAAAAAAABLU/GTGyU6_nWk0/s400/IMG_3394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend we went down to St. Paul for my godson's baptism.  On Saturday we stopped by Jennifer's Aunt Betty's place for lunch and had a great visit.  Alison loved spending time with Aunt Betty and couldn't stop talking about her all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vNvFBzvBR3-Zwv_jO4V2KQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS238fI3LI/AAAAAAAABLY/36akcvySdoQ/s400/IMG_3423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Aunt Betty's place we checked into the hotel, managed to lose the laptop in our vehicle (thought it was stolen for the day but found it in the morning) and then went to the Children's Museum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RXUXMOmoeN8_sgMM2_59ag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS25daHsII/AAAAAAAABLc/R3N5GOnbvys/s400/IMG_3432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/T_v4VgNmBQNftKUAzC5yOg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS26EHgyuI/AAAAAAAABLg/jYhfzPotESA/s400/IMG_3438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison managed to steal a city bus and get into a high spee...no, that can't be right...Oh, that's right.  They had a neat city exhibit where the kids got to play bus driver, work in a restaurant, and do other fun jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AJqeL3rNgs9lLYCrZtlUOA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS27u3RdxI/AAAAAAAABLk/0o9Sx0RVmxs/s400/IMG_3445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how when you're trying to go somewhere in a hurry and the kids just seem to drag along?  Finally, an accurate representation of the sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0VOKqieDVPl19qFnHrmvoA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS29YggeCI/AAAAAAAABLo/cKY-5F2xLAs/s400/IMG_3460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No trip to a kids' activity would be complete without face paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uQP0-mbQXvUohqOxSDvJpQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2-tEAv8I/AAAAAAAABLs/qE274Uh1eSA/s400/IMG_3463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a long weekend coming up - hopefully at some point we're going to get the kids out for a nice long adventure on bike.  Pictures when we get them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5494965545300715827?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5494965545300715827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5494965545300715827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5494965545300715827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5494965545300715827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-i-dont-tweet.html' title='Why I don&apos;t Tweet'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ShS2r5fNz8I/AAAAAAAABK4/qBMpOCECl1U/s72-c/IMG_3307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4725237094209171207</id><published>2009-04-26T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:54:31.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>After many delays, we finally got our weekend getaway to the Twin Cities.  We stayed at a hotel right across the road from the Mall of America, which turned out to be right under the approach for the Minneapolis-St Paul airport.  Now, some may view that as a detriment.  We actually had trouble getting Alison and Eli out of the hotel room to go to the mall because they just wanted to sit and watch all the big planes fly past.&lt;br /&gt;We met our friends Karen and Dave at the mall, had dinner at the food court, and headed for the Underwater Adventures aquarium.  It seemed like we ran the entire way through - the kids were so excited to see all the fish they didn't quite want to take the time to soak it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WHEy5DGr6L4NN71qaZjHGQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUK0_pyOfI/AAAAAAAABKk/uioFRnhMnto/s400/IMG_3152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli sizing up a sunfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zhV4LkeWNja24bpRjiBmvQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUK2DYOOWI/AAAAAAAABKo/v21Wvge55WU/s400/IMG_3157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison really liked watching the gar swim past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w2ypYBCb7pDGjF-dEV2CTQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUK3kMd0ZI/AAAAAAAABKs/x0UJ-wtORHs/s400/IMG_3171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I thought the sharks were pretty cool.  The kids pretty much ran past them to go see "nemo fish".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/skL-ZO1coRj4SfuPMZnDSw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUK514y3JI/AAAAAAAABKw/mBFXm7787Pw/s400/IMG_3196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leprechauns?  In my treasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fitful night of sleep (cranked up kids and trying to sleep in a hotel) we managed to sleep in all the way to 6:30!  We grabbed the complimentary continental breakfast, then took the kids to the pool for a while.  Alison has a new life jacket that holds her more upright in the water so she can swim on her own with it on.  Eli is at the "Don't oppress me!" stage and didn't really care for the idea of being held on to.  We went back to the room, and fought the battle to get the kids away from the airplane viewing window so we could get back to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Grandma and Grandpa Janes and Aunt Pat and Uncle Mike for lunch at the Rainforest Cafe.  Alison was very interested in the volcano cakes that kept coming past the table.  We never dropped a hint to her that one might be coming to our table for an early birthday.  Video will be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rtBIwNM20OdPrQRxW30yNg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKRFUPmTI/AAAAAAAABJk/YFULP4IdjG0/s400/IMG_3201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j0FY6Amja5-Dr4l4jX1BqQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKSCJau3I/AAAAAAAABJo/C-w_3k28fPc/s400/IMG_3204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YnhIWXqY8hrGkrNpXemlsA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKT2C1FQI/AAAAAAAABJw/EY1vI8K0bsA/s400/IMG_3205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that toddlers can unhinge their jaws to fit more ice cream in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jY_50ZT1a2U-rSoV1-UUfA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKXSs7WcI/AAAAAAAABJ4/Ryq4HB0Y_sI/s400/IMG_3208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison was very careful to point out that this was a red eyed tree frog.  Not just a tree frog.  A red eyed tree frog.  Don't mix it up, or you'll hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Rainforest Cafe, we headed for Lego land.  Alison spent some time building a race car with Grandpa, while Eli worked on his tower building skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jXSoYK_Onp22f1CFWamY0w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKY23kZBI/AAAAAAAABJ8/S6-CWfvaSpQ/s400/IMG_3222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Eph5mx0X5xztB_zzcHg-AA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKaaKAmFI/AAAAAAAABKA/GDfZUJ2Cg2I/s400/IMG_3226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye to the family and debated hanging around the mall for a while.  By this time everybody was getting beyond tired, so we headed back to the hotel.  Eli was sound asleep in the car before we got out of the parking garage, and Alison barely hung on until we got to the room.  A nice nap, and off to the mall again.  This time, we were going to get some rides in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9qFVeNNVSGepBi1gz_7PVQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKcGKT0QI/AAAAAAAABKE/vAo4dQWo0ok/s400/IMG_3240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison got to go on her first roller coaster (the Pepsi Orange Streak) with me and went on the log flume with Jennifer.  Eli was too small for most of the rides, but we were able to take him on a couple smaller rides as well as the ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got in the vehicle last night, Alison sat down and said "I had so much fun.  But I'm sad because we had so much fun and I could just cry."  She sobbed the rest of the way to the hotel because it was just that much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home today and everything is quickly becoming a blur.  But, the camera still works, and the kids are still cute, so here's one from home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tdEoB9dqWf5-PdHDPRMRhw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUKdglgGCI/AAAAAAAABKI/havFPChMtKo/s400/IMG_3273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4725237094209171207?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4725237094209171207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4725237094209171207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4725237094209171207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4725237094209171207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-happy-fun-weekend.html' title='Happy Happy Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SfUK0_pyOfI/AAAAAAAABKk/uioFRnhMnto/s72-c/IMG_3152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2242682094550884313</id><published>2009-04-21T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:06:11.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Turkey</title><content type='html'>I've been woefully late posting an update.  First, the Easter kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_eGRepHRPtY3gA0TYsSGcQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5omf3hxDI/AAAAAAAABJM/cOk58uBmL9s/s400/IMG_2993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter was pretty relaxed - no working the weekend, and no travel.  We took the kids to the zoo on Saturday, and watched the wind make waves on the field behind our house while seagulls flew past.  Eventually the water went down, and it actually looks like it should now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to travel to Bismarck for training on Friday, so we decided to make it a family weekend.  I loaded all the turkey hunting gear into the Tahoe and went out on Friday night on a little scouting trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were looking promising when I came across a flock of turkeys.  Unfortunately, the area I hunt in was flooded out so there's still a lot of mud in the fields.  But, still got a neat pictures of some birds while I was driving past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/x3Nsc8bVILGHs_Dov-ydeg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5oopL5OhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/GpKzjK5ESNA/s400/IMG_3108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, things went south.  I got a flat tire which prompted a quick change.  By the time I got to the farm where I was going to hunt, it was too dark to scout and nothing was responding to calls in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z8XErfVZl_k4RwpZq92HNw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5op4TBB3I/AAAAAAAABJU/uga-ku8m7zU/s400/IMG_3111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the sunset was pretty after I got the tire changed.&lt;br /&gt;I got the tire fixed in the morning then loaded Alison up for her first hunt.  She was incredibly excited to say the least.  We made the drive out to Grant County again and began the search for a turkey.  We finally located a flock on the other side of the river, which prompted a little rugged driving to get across, but eventually we got there and Alison saw her first flock of turkeys that we could actually hunt.  As we were stalking the flock, I looked up and saw a porcupine in the tree.  Alison was pretty excited to see a porky in the wild.  Heck, she was just excited in general!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HE5XYpnHSeKeg8vd_tkOmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5otWIIFoI/AAAAAAAABJc/jCPK66NtLrM/s400/IMG_3124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never were able to catch up with the turkeys, but it was a great time just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wkwFPOS1Jn1yuhvsLZX9aA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5oruv7ezI/AAAAAAAABJY/fdcq7fp-Rxs/s400/IMG_3121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison got to see a lot of animals close up - all the standard livestock, porcupines, pheasants, turkeys and a lot of miscellaneous birds - including a meadowlark that finally sat still long enough for me to get a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zstQxy3BBB64582w8p9EBQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5ovYw3DCI/AAAAAAAABJg/1ktUcXXdELg/s400/IMG_3130_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2242682094550884313?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2242682094550884313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2242682094550884313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2242682094550884313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2242682094550884313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-turkey.html' title='Easter Turkey'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Se5omf3hxDI/AAAAAAAABJM/cOk58uBmL9s/s72-c/IMG_2993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1196027938076950669</id><published>2009-04-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:35:52.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheyenne Breakout</title><content type='html'>Water is now breaking out from the Sheyenne and spreading south of Horace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6mLu4CoPAbBs9a29XgzSqg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCx8aNdl9I/AAAAAAAABIc/MNYuidGysVo/s400/IMG_2918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This horse barn is about a half mile south of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/om6xbvXQtIxQKObLCNxJoQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCx9pCgK6I/AAAAAAAABIg/K5trUrDWUaA/s400/IMG_2920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New culvert funnel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q3tE3z8qmPZ9y87g0DUkFw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCx-sUvBKI/AAAAAAAABIk/eRZCnS82GJM/s400/IMG_2926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1gHGgW5sxPs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/1gHGgW5sxPs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;This is normally dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TOEQK2RL4la3EMqW1FJh8A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCx_i_JNnI/AAAAAAAABIo/GNb91cLqMY0/s400/IMG_2927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll skip this road and go to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZqQYieigidV_C-zZxmd8eA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCyA-B6prI/AAAAAAAABIs/KjspPcmlIaw/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t8ISBQtk2D4wHrJjr49FqA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field behind our house, looking south to Country Acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t8ISBQtk2D4wHrJjr49FqA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCyCeUCUqI/AAAAAAAABIw/EcUKqJ7k6gc/s400/IMG_2932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just think this one is too funny.  Eli's turkey call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XgnIcv-Lihk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/XgnIcv-Lihk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/2830486314947685286-1196027938076950669?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1196027938076950669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1196027938076950669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1196027938076950669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1196027938076950669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/sheyenne-breakout.html' title='Sheyenne Breakout'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SeCx8aNdl9I/AAAAAAAABIc/MNYuidGysVo/s72-c/IMG_2918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2441008630154116404</id><published>2009-04-09T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:00:41.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So This is Spring</title><content type='html'>And it wouldn't be spring without 9 inches of new wet sloppy snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EdfFzCO3laINmdHCPCFqrA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6VrQL6gfI/AAAAAAAABHg/5CDX3Jmn19Q/s400/IMG_2807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rUF93Tx_e5sON7sZa_6COw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6VsydcEMI/AAAAAAAABHk/MsXxnfQZ8vs/s400/IMG_2811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZOE4_ER0eY7ZxISrPxY0Eg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6Vuetqe9I/AAAAAAAABHo/gDmPJHY1Su8/s400/IMG_2815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xAEfUuE4IQ6VUoDyhm75XQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6VvhlVmJI/AAAAAAAABHs/ddtXImWzESI/s400/IMG_2818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison is getting very excited for turkey hunting.  I just hope the snow is gone by next weekend so we can have a warm hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/a5NVVfeNqU8Vll60PjxBKQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6aS4ytC6I/AAAAAAAABII/ZzE-_2Lcs2M/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the county highway sign about 5 miles south of our house.  Just a little water around here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cKRIojxCt2ioAfL9yAomcg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6aUrf4c6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/uPUajoMdI-4/s400/IMG_2830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for culverts.  They'll get you every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fqHbcsRFPTIhfTz_ryArFQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6aXPA-EaI/AAAAAAAABIU/kDvTkVmKBDY/s400/IMG_2835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I show this picture to Alison, and she asks, "Is that baby cow for sale?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you ask?" I reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yC-BoZhT7zQlB7MLPag8Mg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6aZ1IDoaI/AAAAAAAABIY/CVSILzxWoxU/s400/IMG_2856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she responds, "It's got a price tag on it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2441008630154116404?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2441008630154116404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2441008630154116404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2441008630154116404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2441008630154116404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-this-is-spring.html' title='So This is Spring'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sd6VrQL6gfI/AAAAAAAABHg/5CDX3Jmn19Q/s72-c/IMG_2807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3392216714950722805</id><published>2009-03-30T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:33:18.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood Update</title><content type='html'>You want a flood update?  Tough, you get a video of our kids dancing instead.  We both had the day off work and might again tomorrow as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIuAeLE7vYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/PIuAeLE7vYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/2830486314947685286-3392216714950722805?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3392216714950722805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3392216714950722805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3392216714950722805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3392216714950722805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/flood-update.html' title='Flood Update'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-179363960681049326</id><published>2009-03-29T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:33:12.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crested?</title><content type='html'>It appears the river has crested and we're breathing a little easier now.  Just hung around home yesterday, and didn't really do much of anything.  It's kind of strange, because we're pretty insulated from what's happening in Fargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went to church this morning, we came home by way of the Main Avenue bridge.  We parked in the Fryn Pan parking lot and I walked over to the bridge to get some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking south from the Main Avenue bridge.  In the distance you can see the old St. John's hospital (now Prairie St. Johns).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FIZHeUVWw2TOzof2usQXaQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nE14yMXI/AAAAAAAABG8/GQ5Dnp4XYCE/s400/IMG_2752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coasties are here plucking people from their houses when necessary.  Here they are on their way out to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/U3FU0rQOgygz7LtcJ_YSbw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nF59itfI/AAAAAAAABHA/F8H7SURlYGo/s400/IMG_2760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...wonder how deep the water is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OYTULulaSi8yXX8uslWn-A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nHvUJDsI/AAAAAAAABHE/-sQJ_H_8Mxg/s400/IMG_2764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, time for a normal blog entry.  Sunrise was very pretty this morning and we had some neat icicles hanging off the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bNqVq7wEDnZ6Rdmmm7HvhQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nD6iVUWI/AAAAAAAABG4/AM1YG9gxOOk/s400/IMG_2693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer and Alison got to enjoy a little cuddle time on the couch while watching "Phineas and Ferb".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mUIaX7Du6OOlT8KPLzSilw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nA6P-fWI/AAAAAAAABGw/WbJZy71rQSQ/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-Ajd11Oy77hdpCakEKf3VA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nCWa-scI/AAAAAAAABG0/yr5NV5ase-o/s400/IMG_2692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-179363960681049326?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/179363960681049326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=179363960681049326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/179363960681049326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/179363960681049326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/crested.html' title='Crested?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sc_nE14yMXI/AAAAAAAABG8/GQ5Dnp4XYCE/s72-c/IMG_2752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2344084198191332805</id><published>2009-03-26T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:53:25.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day, one more foot</title><content type='html'>Going to work was a little interesting this morning.  Roads were still icy, and when I got on to the interstate there was water on the east side of the road.  Just outside of Fargo traffic came to a stop as they are building a dike across I-29 just south of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V8pYY8dDtgdz8iWkKNMMfQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ScxFgw9Kf6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/ni-Xp8X6IIY/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lzqTnxUjBUeY3etMC4Kmmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ScxFidJjtvI/AAAAAAAABGU/5nuKmvHGj3M/s400/IMG_2642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, traffic was only going 10 mph at the time the pictures were taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flood forecast was changed again today.  Now the forecast crest is 41 to 42 feet with the possibility of 43 feet.  Pray the dikes hold and Fargo stays dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this video of the Fargodome sandbagging operation.  Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k_DCAf6jWkg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k_DCAf6jWkg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/2830486314947685286-2344084198191332805?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2344084198191332805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2344084198191332805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2344084198191332805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2344084198191332805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-more-day-one-more-foot.html' title='One more day, one more foot'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/ScxFgw9Kf6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/ni-Xp8X6IIY/s72-c/IMG_2641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3051403495443117286</id><published>2009-03-25T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:40:55.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Hanging On</title><content type='html'>Went to bed last night with a winter storm warning.  Woke up with a snow drift in the driveway.  We picked up somewhere between 6 and 9 inches last night and today.  And yes, it's still flooding.  Yes, our house is still fine.  However, they revised the flood forecast to 41 feet - new record, woohoo!  That has a lot of people struggling to get sandbag dikes built to the correct level.  I tried to get up to Georgetown this afternoon to help friends raise their dike, but most (if not all) of the roads there are flooded out and the visibility was horrible.  I went as far as I could and turned around - the snow let up for a moment and I had to snap this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sWlWoqPyGWyq66JTvcfh-w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Scr0u1u6_TI/AAAAAAAABF0/--nRmginDP8/s400/IMG_2631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back to town the only other vehicle I saw was a National Guard Humvee.  It's an eerie feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home and got a call from my neighbor wondering if I wanted to go back out sandbagging, so we went to Oakport Township north of Moorhead and helped fill and transport bags until they ran out of sand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3051403495443117286?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3051403495443117286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3051403495443117286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3051403495443117286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3051403495443117286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-hanging-on.html' title='Still Hanging On'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Scr0u1u6_TI/AAAAAAAABF0/--nRmginDP8/s72-c/IMG_2631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2076467075029818338</id><published>2009-03-22T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:39:32.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends in Low Places</title><content type='html'>Make that low-lying places.  The Red River and surrounding rivers are expected to be near or above record levels by the end of this week, triggering a massive flood response in the area.  Luckily, we're across the tracks (hmm, sounds like a good name for a blog) so our house should be dry.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went over to Kragnes, MN to help sandbag a friend's house along the Buffalo River.  Later that night, I went with our neighbor Ben to help out at "Sandbag Central" in Fargo to help fill sandbags.  We finished up around 2:30 in the morning, and came home.  I originally was thinking that would be it for volunteer work for the weekend, but another friend called this morning.  They also live along the Buffalo, but in Georgetown, MN.  I spent the day helping with the sandbagging effort there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge to Georgetown.  If you look closely, you can see a log lodged on the girder from the last high water event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hxoB62H_2oTQcC8uFl_WUA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Scb9NbFQ22I/AAAAAAAABFU/JJ7JfKHlx9Y/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mighty Buffalo River.  There's a lot of ice on the river yet, but it is flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/af6PNnplB_8v1fMxH_NAgQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Scb9QC9_a-I/AAAAAAAABFY/LsR1_COfZNk/s400/IMG_2623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1sJMBTYKxwJP-6_72hwIwA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Scb9LgWii4I/AAAAAAAABFQ/LGGvv_5sPPg/s400/IMG_2619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received an alert tonight that the water has been shut off to the city of Horace because the lift station failed.  Hopefully that gets fixed shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More flood news tomorrow, I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2076467075029818338?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2076467075029818338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2076467075029818338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2076467075029818338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2076467075029818338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/friends-in-low-places.html' title='Friends in Low Places'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Scb9NbFQ22I/AAAAAAAABFU/JJ7JfKHlx9Y/s72-c/IMG_2620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3668784878232092105</id><published>2009-03-11T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:12:22.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At least it's sunny</title><content type='html'>Our blizzard finally finished sometime last night.  This morning most businesses were delayed opening and school was closed, so the kids got another snow day.  Ben came over and plowed our driveway with a skid steer and I was able to get into work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FdSPMoTmJg38U7LYoA1A0g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbhfYh_u-rI/AAAAAAAABFI/EJCLnJOM6RQ/s400/IMG_2481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 17th Avenue just west of the mall - I can't imagine how bad this will blow in if we get another strong wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-YeixMNyeM7Ye8gwhtdeFQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbhfT9PnhPI/AAAAAAAABE4/EZld0yqLxd4/s400/IMG_2465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was done with work, Alison really wanted to go play in the snow.  We bundled up and played for a while before dinner.  The big piles she's climbing on are what was pushed out of the driveway this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cqZzZJ_jpTuThcOypx6U9A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbhfVcxkfiI/AAAAAAAABE8/vkHlU-C1-_A/s400/IMG_2471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nzS-pyvXBQ0Is1e5VqL2iw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbhfW-1cSfI/AAAAAAAABFE/H812QXOCqJ0/s400/IMG_2478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drifting against the back of our house.  The snow is absolutely crusted over - enough that I could walk on it without cracking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O-8AsdEUPX8EGwNNq8gh7Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbhfZy7fwmI/AAAAAAAABFM/t-6JnInZwvQ/s400/IMG_2488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3668784878232092105?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3668784878232092105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3668784878232092105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3668784878232092105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3668784878232092105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-least-its-sunny.html' title='At least it&apos;s sunny'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbhfYh_u-rI/AAAAAAAABFI/EJCLnJOM6RQ/s72-c/IMG_2481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5132144954679924694</id><published>2009-03-10T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:38:29.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, March!</title><content type='html'>Man, am I relieved.  I thought they said LIZARD Warning.  We spent the day inside watching the whiteout conditions.  I plowed a pathway through the driveway once this morning, but it didn't help.  I went out again tonight to get a head start on the morning.  Yeah, not happening.  Time to call the neighbor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V1IzjmXtHgYZoNqV7_QU1g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbcT3FrbqqI/AAAAAAAABE0/aXGsEcDE5sk/s400/IMG_2462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LRhsL5Fd25wrDZe4cLoehw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbcT1RRj1nI/AAAAAAAABEw/YYfU4A6OMsM/s400/IMG_2459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was blowing so hard against the garage door that it would push snow underneath the door until it hit a small obstacle on the floor.  Then it would pile up on top of that, forming piles on the floor.  Strange, but entertaining when you're housebound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/40DUlRyt9IphQgM4WWy5vw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbcT0US18sI/AAAAAAAABEs/u5Q7COZCqAk/s400/IMG_2456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5132144954679924694?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5132144954679924694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5132144954679924694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5132144954679924694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5132144954679924694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-march.html' title='Yay, March!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SbcT3FrbqqI/AAAAAAAABE0/aXGsEcDE5sk/s72-c/IMG_2462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7769769482551892063</id><published>2009-03-04T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:16:28.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Wind Blows</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, I wonder which direction the wind was coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HThFM0_qBSBYHwmemUoWeQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sa9C1YcRuoI/AAAAAAAABEQ/4A6chqTrIdU/s400/IMG_2430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news - it's warm enough to melt and form icicles.  Bad news - it's so windy all the icicles are crooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Alison is teaching Eli the finer points of assembling peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BiJFtg0h46Oa41NUfVXniA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sa9Cy82ZxwI/AAAAAAAABEI/S2mw9Kq4DV4/s400/IMG_2422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4HR9wIDooqV2nFdPq7enWA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sa9C0t9RHGI/AAAAAAAABEM/1Gt3pl-O8k4/s400/IMG_2428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7769769482551892063?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7769769482551892063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7769769482551892063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7769769482551892063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7769769482551892063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-wind-blows.html' title='Where the Wind Blows'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/Sa9C1YcRuoI/AAAAAAAABEQ/4A6chqTrIdU/s72-c/IMG_2430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1758684249572331938</id><published>2009-02-16T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:44:30.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes</title><content type='html'>Saturday was pancake morning.  We've been a little out of the habit of making pancakes every Saturday, but this weekend was a little different.  The Fargo Kiwanis Club was making a world record bid for the most pancakes made in 8 hours.  We arrived at the Fargodome at a little before 8 in the morning and tackled two stacks of pancakes and sausage.  Unfortunately, they weren't able to break their record from last year, but it was still a great time.  They also had inflatable games set up for the kids to play on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SPNJ7YDJI_cMddSV7KDjpA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZovD6vrR_I/AAAAAAAABDY/Ks_GUpwnPMU/s400/IMG_2375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/A70tcuqISz5CI-DwzeoqAg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZovFbXzt6I/AAAAAAAABDc/4OZODiUekVY/s400/IMG_2385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pancakes, we took Alison to her weekly skating lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1O9-SmP8mUaDorPemzF1iA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZovGfi3aNI/AAAAAAAABDg/Zb_0x3sKqqQ/s400/IMG_2392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hu5v2QZvxNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/hu5v2QZvxNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/clMiEG31Rxi_sTwzd6-mbQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZovHvb1LQI/AAAAAAAABDk/RcZ42EqS5yo/s400/IMG_2402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's a weekend without a little boogie time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/COUWGo_-N82yfRwE_l-pww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZIf4pjrQlI/AAAAAAAABDQ/lmE-mNAZziI/s400/IMG_2368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SHcFXKPCnP96MT7zz8s7-w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZIf6dQY5gI/AAAAAAAABDU/_1VL6N4ZMNI/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/n3Fv7nkxvUO3g5VixlQbuA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZoyTCvioTI/AAAAAAAABEE/JhQTtwY0q5M/s400/IMG_2407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1758684249572331938?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1758684249572331938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1758684249572331938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1758684249572331938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1758684249572331938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/02/pancakes.html' title='Pancakes'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZovD6vrR_I/AAAAAAAABDY/Ks_GUpwnPMU/s72-c/IMG_2375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7824062614079777936</id><published>2009-02-10T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:22:27.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ascending Mount Cheerio</title><content type='html'>Apparently just climbing an easel isn't enough.  Eli has now figured out how to get into his high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mx553iFYUMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/Mx553iFYUMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/2830486314947685286-7824062614079777936?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7824062614079777936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7824062614079777936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7824062614079777936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7824062614079777936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/02/ascending-mount-cheerio.html' title='Ascending Mount Cheerio'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6651750775685435117</id><published>2009-02-09T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:53:22.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get along little doggies</title><content type='html'>Friday was one of those mornings where I looked out the window and told myself I'd better grab the camera for the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5mhn7nLTj3QoO4nWsaf4hQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZEEN2qBzxI/AAAAAAAABC4/GxgZoZ8V36k/s400/IMG_2326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have anything extraordinary planned for the weekend.  I took Alison for her skating lesson on Saturday morning, and we went to Scheels to kill a little time, look for shoes and ride the ferris wheel in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon we took the kids to Rheault Farm for a little winter festival.  It was a beautiful 30 degrees and sunny, with very little wind.  One of the best days for weather we've had in a long time.  Which was great, because the park district was giving kids free sled dog rides around the farm.  I told Alison that I was too big to go on the sled (it was 14 and under) but if she was going to be brave she could go.  She sounded pretty confident so we signed the waiver form and got in line.  I was kind of expecting her to back down by the time it was her turn, but each time the dogs came around she got more and more excited.  When it was finally her turn, the musher wanted to have one more kid in the sled, mostly just to keep the line moving fast.  So they added another kid and off they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_WTLodU0xEoLtl55ID1acw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZEEP5QSN9I/AAAAAAAABC8/QqFzAxJ61Qk/s400/IMG_2330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eLeeRPLRhxGD9gM6FqiEqQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZEERsWHRPI/AAAAAAAABDE/TNbmEp1IWU8/s400/IMG_2336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/r5rHSIHaKDoF_hn60IW-2Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZEETrm7-MI/AAAAAAAABDI/rMhOG8Sq9uY/s400/IMG_2346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZDLh-MlBRR63pSGmlkKAPg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZEEV2b-XDI/AAAAAAAABDM/opSCL5gktfw/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Alison is still grinning from the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rained nearly all day today, which made for a slippery drive in and caused some street flooding one the way home.  About that flood insurance policy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6651750775685435117?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6651750775685435117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6651750775685435117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6651750775685435117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6651750775685435117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/02/get-along-little-doggies.html' title='Get along little doggies'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SZEEN2qBzxI/AAAAAAAABC4/GxgZoZ8V36k/s72-c/IMG_2326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6095698378347622276</id><published>2009-02-01T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:37:10.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute monkey</title><content type='html'>I think someone replaced our boy with a monkey.  He insists on climbing everything now.  While I was helping Alison color a picture on her easel yesterday, Eli was playing on the other side.  Suddenly I hear "Hi!" and look up, and here the rascal is peering over the top of the easel at me.  He was more than happy to repeat the task for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8JcxPL6R_fHTPsyasIlQow?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SYXAHLUvtSI/AAAAAAAABCc/fpiwhaZPPKE/s400/IMG_2313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6095698378347622276?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6095698378347622276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6095698378347622276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6095698378347622276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6095698378347622276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-monkey.html' title='Cute monkey'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SYXAHLUvtSI/AAAAAAAABCc/fpiwhaZPPKE/s72-c/IMG_2313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8003547902183954369</id><published>2009-01-15T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:46:56.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold?  Nah...</title><content type='html'>I always love doing this little science trick on a cold day.  We hit -31 here last night.  Notice how loud the snow crunches under my feet - and if you listen carefully, you can hear the water expand into steam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bu-FtjoEkfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/bu-FtjoEkfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;It wasn't brutally cold on Sunday, so we took the kids outside for a little while.  Alison wanted to shield her eyes from the sun, and Eli is just a little copycat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zqk0AjOKEFvbZPLktELiyQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SW_lKzC22sI/AAAAAAAABBY/pTZ3FlRrozM/s400/IMG_2255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon time on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NaeICB-KuFwkncfB15yGaw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SW_lMip722I/AAAAAAAABBc/5LDVlCZXG2s/s400/IMG_2263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clementines are on sale again - they make a great snack and a great smile, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XYmZ-HGLfNLu8ibiqBBPbA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SW_lONIhtcI/AAAAAAAABBg/Egb1EUhwwlE/s400/IMG_2273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zs1jwxYLHFX8iKIpVJPaTw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SW_lPrebdpI/AAAAAAAABBk/tIN1I8Pe2fM/s400/IMG_2275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8003547902183954369?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8003547902183954369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8003547902183954369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8003547902183954369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8003547902183954369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/01/cold-nah.html' title='Cold?  Nah...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SW_lKzC22sI/AAAAAAAABBY/pTZ3FlRrozM/s72-c/IMG_2255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7403419484932045298</id><published>2009-01-10T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:51:25.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perigee Moon</title><content type='html'>It's finally above zero and not snowing!  With the full moon tonight, I decided to sneak out and do some snowshoeing tonight.  I picked Ryan up at about 7 o'clock and we headed for Hamilton Wills Wildlife Management Area.  It's about 30ish miles outside of Fargo and has some nice hills and river bottoms to explore.  It was largely overcast tonight, but the moon peeked through a few times and made a brilliant landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casting shadows under the moon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/x7Ywq94bVxIaMCcybqbGZg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SWmGTzx_wTI/AAAAAAAABAw/BE6Xy-Y5nBQ/s400/IMG_2219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmstead.  It was absolutely calm, with an owl hooting in the background - things that aren't captured with a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ksK6qC5gH80_NetvARMbyA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SWmGU0iHcZI/AAAAAAAABA0/h14YlbiyYVs/s400/IMG_2230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan heading back through the woods.  2 second exposure with a second curtain flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rLx0tP-VF-u7nWhiCfRyww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SWmGV56OO2I/AAAAAAAABA4/-VuYD8BRsBU/s400/IMG_2233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bF7XmTj-daRNRSaM9MLmBg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SWmGXYG-_gI/AAAAAAAABA8/82hnNLPv8Bk/s400/IMG_2238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7403419484932045298?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7403419484932045298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7403419484932045298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7403419484932045298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7403419484932045298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/01/perigee-moon.html' title='Perigee Moon'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SWmGTzx_wTI/AAAAAAAABAw/BE6Xy-Y5nBQ/s72-c/IMG_2219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7974949432317000961</id><published>2009-01-03T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:44:56.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing again!</title><content type='html'>We closed out December by setting a record - 33 point something or other inches of snow for the month.  We're starting January off with another snowstorm.  This time the weather guy is predicting somewhere between zero and twelve inches.  But the forecast was only a 70% chance, so we're nearly three quarters certain that we might get something between nothing and a record.  I believe the professional term for that is "guessing".  Oh well - it gives a fresh coat of snow for the kids to play in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/C986hS4BGSGnrrDYA61jmw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SV-9858MFxI/AAAAAAAABAs/hZemZzGU0QY/s400/IMG_2206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison had her first skating lesson today.  She learned how to fall down and get back up, and a little bit of marching and gliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa were up for the week - they came on Monday just ahead of one storm, and left Friday, just ahead of the next storm.  We had a pretty quiet New Years Eve, and we almost stayed awake all the way to midnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7974949432317000961?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7974949432317000961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7974949432317000961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7974949432317000961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7974949432317000961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowing-again.html' title='Snowing again!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SV-9858MFxI/AAAAAAAABAs/hZemZzGU0QY/s72-c/IMG_2206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4987367798488067879</id><published>2008-12-25T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:29:06.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Here we are celebrating Christmas 2008 already.  This year was decidedly low-key.  I stayed home with the kids on Christmas Eve, and Jennifer worked until noon then did a little last minute shopping on the way home.  We went to the Christmas Eve service at church at 4:30, then came home for dinner, cookies and presents.  We had little smokies and ham and cheese with crackers.  I decided to try a different cookie recipe this year and made chocolate crackle cookies - they turned out great and Santa is sure to gain an extra pound or two.&lt;br /&gt;After we finished dinner, we opened presents - Santa didn't come during church this year, so we had to wait until morning to see what he would bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iomHOHJ8Bk_Zh-E3U2YPpg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5NMljhEI/AAAAAAAAA_M/brMOgD93fwk/s400/IMG_2066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tc6HUoOCZdn2JEf2vK26LA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5Oztl-LI/AAAAAAAAA_U/FLi9uEu7Yg4/s400/IMG_2085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ADFseB3r0MLb26PsnYa0Dg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5QcKPP2I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/9lWL0-0QS5o/s400/IMG_2089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WdGMwFaF4vE6M7IzoG8c5w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5SmThTJI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FyrCD5OobsQ/s400/IMG_2097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Har4f3rzaGBsvZ3eaYDJtQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5UJB1ZiI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RQ4kyJcX8XQ/s400/IMG_2103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Evf5B7oKrQ558oerjfGhAA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5VWPg4aI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Q2aDUeGqTfQ/s400/IMG_2107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison got a "Belle" Disney princess costume, a dance-along DVD, a coloring book, a bouncing ball, pajamas and a robe.  Eli got a dump truck full of mega blocks, a big stuffed dog, a tool kit and a Little Einsteins baton.  In the morning, Santa brought Alison a DVD (The Little Mermaid) and Eli got a new flashlight.  Flashlights are very popular around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/El5A3fqrWgg3g8N1Ekvo_Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5WbShFNI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NEMhs5Knb0g/s400/IMG_2115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally warmed up a bit around here today - it's almost 20 degrees!  Both kids got to play in the snow for a while.  This was really Eli's first time being able to play in the snow, and he seemed to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AmRFAGq9aJSHtg9CrhLgyw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5Xm72d4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/QO8l8gavDeg/s400/IMG_2128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8joq1Wnctpd6xefxe4vXIg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5ZpMkwrI/AAAAAAAAA_w/NLOYxs7TGEM/s400/IMG_2135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just asked Alison what else she got for Christmas, and she said "Jesus!  Jesus is the best present!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4987367798488067879?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4987367798488067879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4987367798488067879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4987367798488067879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4987367798488067879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SVP5NMljhEI/AAAAAAAAA_M/brMOgD93fwk/s72-c/IMG_2066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2739094752077064770</id><published>2008-12-15T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:17:14.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dug out</title><content type='html'>Gee, that was fun.  We got about 10 inches of snow over the weekend, and it formed a very lovely series of drifts across the driveway and street.  I watched the city play with their new toy last night - apparently they have a new New Holland tractor with a bucket on the front and a snowblower mounted on the back.  The driver got to the entrance of the neighborhood, then turned around and began attacking the snow drifts with the blower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Acqlsddb-rE3XR7FuoT3hQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUaJV43rBbI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/McPvdeWwSrc/s400/IMG_1976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried tackling a little of the big drift across the driveway last night, without a lot of success given the strong winds.  I didn't have to go to work until 12:30 today, and Jennifer was home all day, so I had plenty of time this morning to work on shoveling.  Luckily it didn't take too long.  I cleared a small patch about 6 feet wide - just long enough for our neighbor to see me and drive over with his skid steer.  Ben had the entire driveway cleared in about 5 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2739094752077064770?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2739094752077064770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2739094752077064770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2739094752077064770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2739094752077064770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/12/dug-out.html' title='Dug out'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUaJV43rBbI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/McPvdeWwSrc/s72-c/IMG_1976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1761261688067324742</id><published>2008-12-14T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:43:07.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bad Blizzard</title><content type='html'>We are officially going nowhere today.  We're getting somewhere between 7 and 13 inches of snow, but the wind is gusting to 47 miles an hour so it's a little hard to measure anything.  Half of our driveway is completely clear, but there's a pretty big snow drift across the other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local news radio station posted up this video of driving around Fargo - it's proof enough that we don't need to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/frkB-o277Sk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/frkB-o277Sk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/2830486314947685286-1761261688067324742?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1761261688067324742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1761261688067324742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1761261688067324742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1761261688067324742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-bad-blizzard.html' title='Big Bad Blizzard'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7923036950778094679</id><published>2008-12-13T14:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:51:41.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alison's First Time Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mo4e8grCR6w' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mo4e8grCR6w'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a short little video of Alison's first time skating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7923036950778094679?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7923036950778094679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7923036950778094679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7923036950778094679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7923036950778094679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/12/alison-first-time-skating.html' title='Alison&amp;#39;s First Time Skating'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3568094561200260939</id><published>2008-12-13T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:00:29.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Holiday Mega Blog</title><content type='html'>Warning - many pictures ahead!  It's getting closer to Christmas and there just seems to be too many pictures to take!&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we went to Jennifer's Christmas party in Grand Forks.  The bank booked a block of rooms at the CanadInn, which also has a large waterpark attached to it.  The kids had a ball at the water park, but the party got a little too long for them and nobody slept very well.  By the morning everyone was pretty tired and cranky, so we came back home pretty early.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I really like these two pictures.  I think it pretty much captures the pace we're living at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4QSzSndiWUOFIGp1bnWUrg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdNPch4NI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OtKc_Dfbwq8/s400/IMG_1903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aLt1Qo0jUJL5uD_3shMLQg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdOqhENXI/AAAAAAAAAzM/YRltBJ5ZDcY/s400/IMG_1906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cute.  Eli managed to do this all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nDmff4RL4Iso2crP_StQqQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdP8Fyi6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wRi2SUxAK-I/s400/IMG_1911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the tree put up this week.  I was having some problems finding one of the plugs for the lights, so Alison decided to get "under the hood" and help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/C1RPOyEGxNyPuMoaCYxWGQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdRDP0JnI/AAAAAAAAAzU/r67xTNT_9Xg/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1WWOXmWhSG6Cd-MyMavALA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdSlDZqkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qgKtGn2NdJc/s400/IMG_1923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli had to make his final inspection to make sure all the lights were working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1FHuFoWoqsB9B2XHNBPvzQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdUTS3VhI/AAAAAAAAAzc/AzZr4HZDuF0/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took Alison ice skating for the first time.  It was also my first time in at least 10 years, and amazingly enough we both stayed off our butts.  Alison's decided that she really wants to take lessons now and go skating every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GiiDgWlpUE5s1LGueUxnQQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUQ6RQMv_-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/jNe6nhdwWWU/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iOb0_hhduuZ6uYDRElXaYQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUQ6Tx-1kdI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AIt-Nk5tUzs/s400/IMG_1945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3568094561200260939?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3568094561200260939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3568094561200260939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3568094561200260939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3568094561200260939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/12/super-holiday-mega-blog.html' title='Super Holiday Mega Blog'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SUPdNPch4NI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OtKc_Dfbwq8/s72-c/IMG_1903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-197151953092993130</id><published>2008-12-05T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:10:30.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious about grilling</title><content type='html'>We had some wonderful hawaiian barbecue chicken kabobs for dinner tonight.  I'd like to share the North Dakota version of the preparation tips with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, assemble the kabobs and place in marinade.  Next, open the garage door. Start the lawn tractor, lower the plow blade, and clear a small area in front of the garage door.  Stop the tractor and roll the grill from the garage into the freshly cleared area.  Start the grill.  Return to the plow while the grill preheats and clear off some of the driveway.  Drive the plow back to the grill so the headlights illuminate the workspace.  Retrieve the kabobs from inside and place on medium high heat.  Plow for five minutes, then brush kabobs with marinade.  Continue to plow, turning kabobs occasionally, 10 minutes or until chicken is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For added convenience, wear leather gloves while plowing - it eliminates the need for tongs to turn the kabobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-197151953092993130?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/197151953092993130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=197151953092993130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/197151953092993130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/197151953092993130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/12/serious-about-grilling.html' title='Serious about grilling'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2222624351698231490</id><published>2008-11-27T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:43:04.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey day</title><content type='html'>It's definitely the holiday season now.  On Tuesday night we went downtown to see the annual light parade on Broadway.  It was warm enough this year that we didn't feel bad dragging the kids out for it, and there was no snow or wind.  Both of the kids really enjoyed it, and we've got yet another bag full of candy to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8IZpH8TOnYvtOtBvRt6jfQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8R0pmhB5I/AAAAAAAAAzE/uqaKbwfZR4k/s400/IMG_1873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison really was having a good time - she was just a little upset in this picture that she had to turn away from the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Stobsfu1bxl51swMf4rKgA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8RzCZVUpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/H9hXae6fWGo/s400/IMG_1871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a couple of chefs on our hands.  Alison and Eli decided to make "alphabet soup" by taking all of the letter magnets off the fridge and stirring them in a pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/38Ap93SKAVG0CBQtG_CO3w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8RxhtQ66I/AAAAAAAAAy8/gxrat47JkVY/s400/IMG_1863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IGT61xBBT20sapd44E2ITQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8RwYT6xNI/AAAAAAAAAy4/XXSTA2IaLTQ/s400/IMG_1862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I got that turkey last weekend.  After it was dressed out and ready to go in the pan, it weighed about 13 pounds.  I was a little concerned that being a wild bird would make it a little tough or dry or gamey or something, but that was definitely not the case.  I used a roasting bag and stuffed it full of sage and onion stuffing, put it on top of some diced onions and celery, brushed on some butter, and let it go.  It turned out to be some of the juiciest turkey I've ever had.  It was slightly darker than a store bought bird, but the taste was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/un0ZUaM7dZGk5D8gVz8uOA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8RaPj_sSI/AAAAAAAAAyw/XPNsBYTAgf8/s400/IMG_1878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is my boy.  He's the only other one in the house that will eat pickles or olives.  He also likes egg nog and sour cream and onion chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/J8Dt6QlX87qZ17tjpu0ALg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8RbeW-bjI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Y1_WwYVlVq8/s400/IMG_1881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2222624351698231490?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2222624351698231490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2222624351698231490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2222624351698231490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2222624351698231490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey day'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SS8R0pmhB5I/AAAAAAAAAzE/uqaKbwfZR4k/s72-c/IMG_1873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8375347358353234168</id><published>2008-11-24T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:07:47.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving "shopping"</title><content type='html'>Yes, I saw the grocery store ad.  Yes, turkey is only 70 cents a pound.  But mine was more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sdbBBsV6qhbFv8x2vWtBqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SStAIpB8zUI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ctzoThkx-ng/s400/CIMG0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8375347358353234168?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8375347358353234168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8375347358353234168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8375347358353234168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8375347358353234168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-shopping.html' title='Thanksgiving &quot;shopping&quot;'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SStAIpB8zUI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ctzoThkx-ng/s72-c/CIMG0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1142160995848309710</id><published>2008-11-09T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:11:41.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November's here!</title><content type='html'>Definitely one of my favorite times of the year.  I always look forward to the first Wednesday in November - no more campaign ads!  We stayed up late to watch Obama's acceptance speech.  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hIE60w4hZxuIPGt87ekf0g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SRcJ6taGRkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mWvGdQMOEmI/s400/IMG_1831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this picture needs any explanation - Alison and Eli both were looking for snacks, and the crackers seemed to do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7ljng302cUZ0-TnVKmcVwQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SRcJ4t7AD4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/9EAwyHHRa1I/s400/IMG_1820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the opening of North Dakota deer season - I was able to fill my doe tag after about 4 hours of hunting on Friday afternoon.  I passed on at least 6 shots hoping for larger deer this year.  I still have a buck tag to fill, so I'll have a couple more days in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gQnVaE1309DhSCsTdkUCHQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SRcJ9cwyGHI/AAAAAAAAAxk/jBCiePWS_dg/s400/IMG_1836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1142160995848309710?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1142160995848309710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1142160995848309710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1142160995848309710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1142160995848309710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/11/novembers-here.html' title='November&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SRcJ6taGRkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mWvGdQMOEmI/s72-c/IMG_1831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-421264826923546670</id><published>2008-10-31T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:58:10.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Ah, Halloween is finally here!  Instead of carving a pumpkin this year, Alison just wanted to draw on it.  That still leaves the opportunity for pumpkin pie, so she was pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_DY82-HhYPldN0SBjUUYAg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SQu2cQd-3HI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3nfw3CI2HY4/s400/IMG_1768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and Eli got to have at least one more Halloween being a matched set.  Alison was Little Bo Peep and Eli was a sheep.  It wasn't until today that he'd actually leave the hat on, but after the party at the Community Center, he actually seemed to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DkIo_g0BSBVHvBrXWRNyuQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SQu2eK5Ew0I/AAAAAAAAAw8/PlidKNgF9PQ/s400/IMG_1772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tlJ-3lrVKaI5nmtrrrp4uQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SQu2fmMInrI/AAAAAAAAAxA/M4Fm1VUafS8/s400/IMG_1774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-421264826923546670?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/421264826923546670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=421264826923546670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/421264826923546670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/421264826923546670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SQu2cQd-3HI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3nfw3CI2HY4/s72-c/IMG_1768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4760662415599551609</id><published>2008-10-22T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:53:32.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done?</title><content type='html'>It's raining again.  I think that means the end of beet season for me.  It was fun while it lasted - all in all I had 68 loads delivered to the plant in 9 days of work.  And a parting picture of the equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Y_X8CHsP-s31-IJZMlNglg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SP-fuY1Co_I/AAAAAAAAAwc/1AFbYRnfbhw/s400/IMG_1743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to regular work for me.  The office is slowly getting back to normal, but it appears that I lost my computer to the raging waters.  My desk was reassembled today, so now it's a matter of cleaning up and getting re-settled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4760662415599551609?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4760662415599551609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4760662415599551609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4760662415599551609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4760662415599551609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/done.html' title='Done?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SP-fuY1Co_I/AAAAAAAAAwc/1AFbYRnfbhw/s72-c/IMG_1743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-3178467596117451674</id><published>2008-10-18T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:23:15.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at it</title><content type='html'>Back to beets again today - fields were still very soft, but still got 9 runs into the plant today, total of 46 trips now.  Alison took up her job as photographer at home today, so here's a few of her photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3q_RoTUunnIc1D-kDAQuvA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPqPTL07_aI/AAAAAAAAAv0/U-RGQ_zVLl4/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/94zo6loliv7tSqR_0GI-pA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPqPTntOg7I/AAAAAAAAAv4/A_OiZBpeygA/s400/IMG_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XkIkdGPkU75vpo5AlgYlkA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPqPUc7Pf3I/AAAAAAAAAv8/HsR4PA1OKls/s400/IMG_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QeH_bG7xLMYWq9edec8VjQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPqPX7JEyXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XneqCwSgSq4/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-3178467596117451674?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3178467596117451674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=3178467596117451674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3178467596117451674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/3178467596117451674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-at-it.html' title='Back at it'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPqPTL07_aI/AAAAAAAAAv0/U-RGQ_zVLl4/s72-c/IMG_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8023314512215381964</id><published>2008-10-15T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:09:19.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah who?</title><content type='html'>Still too wet to harvest beets, but things are looking positive for the weekend.  I was planning on working in the office this week until things dried out, but a water main burst in the office on Monday and filled the building with about 3 to 4 inches of water.  Now it is too wet to work outside, and too wet to work inside.&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids to Maplewood State Park on Monday afternoon to see the leaves, and it was a great display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WrUiOj4QhEt6l-4Q67QIEw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPah30sF2nI/AAAAAAAAAvw/8l22kkfofnc/s400/IMG_1721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I recovered some of my personal items from the office so they didn't get damaged from the humidity, then spent the morning browsing Scheels and Gander Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very short stint of work this morning giving a presentation to a GIS meeting in Bismarck.  I left here about 5:30, drove to Bismarck, and was done by about 10:30.  It's dry in Bismarck, which was nice.  Since I had some time, I drove home by way of a promising hunting spot.  I pulled the truck off to the side of the road and proceeded to shoot two pheasants, miss a few more, and generally have a grand old time.  I walked back to the truck, started down the road and was home by 4:30.  It's a rough life.  I walked in the door and Alison greeted me just like I was coming home from work.  I think I'll keep that little secret to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still shut down for both beets and office work tomorrow, so I'm going to make the best of things.  I hope to get new tires for Jennifer's car early in the morning, then perhaps sneak out in search of pheasants again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8023314512215381964?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8023314512215381964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8023314512215381964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8023314512215381964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8023314512215381964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/noah-who.html' title='Noah who?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPah30sF2nI/AAAAAAAAAvw/8l22kkfofnc/s72-c/IMG_1721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6954455248500319585</id><published>2008-10-12T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:30:40.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck weather</title><content type='html'>As predicted, it was much to wet to even think about harvesting sugar beets this weekend.  The southwest got snowed on, so I spent Saturday morning duck hunting about an hour and a half southwest of here.  My neighbor and I left at about 5 in the morning and started putting out decoys in the dark at about 6:30.  Ducks were already trying to land in our decoys before we were done setting decoys.  By the time it was light enough to identify birds, things had settled down a bit.  The first two birds to come into the decoys were a pair of Canada geeese.  I was astonished when they committed to land and worked to plop right down the landing zone I had set up.  I managed to get one, but didn't shoot at the second goose because I wasn't sure if the shotgun load would be big enough to cleanly finish the bird.  Well, apparently it was and I finally got my first goose.  I weighted it when I got home and it was 11 1/2 pounds.  We also took home 6 blue winged teal, one green winged teal drake, and a gadwall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-vUtSn31YlNQ-0_b3qppPA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPJbNaezE2I/AAAAAAAAAvs/KR4w-llMubE/s400/IMG_1701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6954455248500319585?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6954455248500319585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6954455248500319585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6954455248500319585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6954455248500319585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/duck-weather.html' title='Duck weather'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SPJbNaezE2I/AAAAAAAAAvs/KR4w-llMubE/s72-c/IMG_1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8316364935105543007</id><published>2008-10-09T16:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:21:17.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rained out</title><content type='html'>We've been shut down for beet harvest since Sunday evening.  Sunday and Monday saw an inch and a half of rain and made everything a muddy mess.  So, back to reality for a while.  There's more rain forecast for the weekend, so I don't know when we'll be back to harvesting.  I was hoping to go fill an antelope tag this weekend, but they're forecasting 6-10 inches of snow for my hunting unit.  So, it's duck hunting nearby instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbor called me this morning and said "You wouldn't believe the size of the track in our back yard!  I don't know if it's a big deer or a moose!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a moose.  Mind you, moose bites can be very nasti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MxRymPuN296t5mpOJiWZ4w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SO6SIDCIKuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/zQ6Cnnrecqs/s400/IMG_1689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been several moose sightings around here lately, I guess I shouldn't be surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8316364935105543007?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8316364935105543007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8316364935105543007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8316364935105543007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8316364935105543007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/rained-out.html' title='Rained out'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SO6SIDCIKuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/zQ6Cnnrecqs/s72-c/IMG_1689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-2984498589874377980</id><published>2008-10-03T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:21:10.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beet goes on</title><content type='html'>After living in the valley for 14 years now, I figured it was about time to participate in the fall sugar beet harvest.  I'm driving truck for a grower near Hillsboro.  Load beets, drive, dump beets, drive, load beets, drive, dump...repeat for 12 hours.  I snapped a few random pictures today.  It'll probably be pretty quiet on the blog front for a while until harvest is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the beet lifter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xvojVkOJTvpd17aobYWqLA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObeX6JMbFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UUTUEbHG5OY/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of six pilers at the processing plant.  Yes, that is a LOT of beets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fSNeLUdrwhXKhUfiNtJ9tw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObeVgUwG5I/AAAAAAAAAvU/9O3ZU5Oe3sk/s400/IMG_1672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.  Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QkthvctD05ngUr53Mp0Ftw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObeZoDYdaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ajaMwpxq2g0/s400/IMG_1684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered a new smell today.  On my first run into the plant my air brakes cammed over and caught fire at the weigh scale.  After the flames were put out by the fieldman I weighed in then limped the truck out of the way until the brakes stopped smoking.  I was able to get to the piler and dump my load, and that's when I discovered the new smell...burnt brakes and processed sugar beets.  It's, uh, nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we were able to get the truck to the shop for repairs and I spent the rest of the day driving a backup truck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-2984498589874377980?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2984498589874377980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=2984498589874377980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2984498589874377980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/2984498589874377980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/beet-goes-on.html' title='The beet goes on'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObeX6JMbFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UUTUEbHG5OY/s72-c/IMG_1681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8544827659622614680</id><published>2008-10-03T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:07:12.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins and berries</title><content type='html'>A short series from last weekend in Lake City.  We headed for Grandma and Grandpa's for my birthday weekend, which was kind of the last free weekend before a busy October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hlFY4eLdb9gaowghJb1yNw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObcCiSCQYI/AAAAAAAAAus/8p8bPQp0KFE/s400/IMG_1533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Nybb_B92BGAYwHrjWELRyg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObcELjFSnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/yt2O7iTtxxY/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/od-sBknuiLwpMVfQ7KyJig"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObcGQqMRZI/AAAAAAAAAu0/e8MyRj2L8JU/s400/IMG_1596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/P1ZbI9Q6bNFThIHb4XhS8w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObcI_ycPjI/AAAAAAAAAu4/XtKAuf8KbLk/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8544827659622614680?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8544827659622614680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8544827659622614680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8544827659622614680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8544827659622614680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkins-and-berries.html' title='Pumpkins and berries'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SObcCiSCQYI/AAAAAAAAAus/8p8bPQp0KFE/s72-c/IMG_1533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6609416812158643216</id><published>2008-09-20T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:38:31.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WestFest</title><content type='html'>I'm playing Mr. Mom this weekend while Jennifer's in Bismarck.  To occupy the kids today, I took them to Bonanzaville for WestFest/Harvest Days.  Here's a couple of shots from the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bB2vF0-iQXDKdgswgrYmKw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SNWkivxcQSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/vUCLR5BU6RM/s400/IMG_1488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NQwrQGQa2nUuImfjJp3g0Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SNWkkA-vBEI/AAAAAAAAAuM/m0TqjbpnsCA/s400/IMG_1491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AFFQ6a719uwFQgNEUCXx1w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SNWkmEX3lTI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/FM5cY9WHBUE/s400/IMG_1500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6609416812158643216?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6609416812158643216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6609416812158643216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6609416812158643216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6609416812158643216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/09/westfest.html' title='WestFest'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SNWkivxcQSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/vUCLR5BU6RM/s72-c/IMG_1488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4207010425823907081</id><published>2008-09-14T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:19:49.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Release!</title><content type='html'>Friday morning was extraordinarily foggy, and the sun was just breaking through before I had to go to work.  I grabbed the camera and snuck outside to get this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/A8or-wl7hY57t6OFdQHobQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SM3DBF8fMcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Vlq2F-f4RYA/s400/IMG_1477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the Fargo-Moorhead Bridge to Bridge Bash, a running race from downtown (on the Main Avenue bridge) down to Lindenwood Park, then back up to the floating pedestrian bridge, across to Moorhead and then to Center Mall for a total of 5 miles.  I was pretty happy, I was able to shave 10 minutes off my previous best for a 5 mile run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a successful hatch of all 5 chrysalides and today was the big release.  Alison was very excited to let the painted lady butterflies go, and it was finally warm and dry today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2V70FV0_bhF0TeAf8XhYHw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SM3DCcDCBvI/AAAAAAAAAts/aOOEhV4qYjg/s400/IMG_1485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli got to meet his first tiger salamander this weekend.  It's nice living in the country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uemCZz5sOkirdR1xs698cw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SM3DANOfNQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/5HfxsMFiEqE/s400/IMG_1476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4207010425823907081?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4207010425823907081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4207010425823907081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4207010425823907081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4207010425823907081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/09/release.html' title='Release!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SM3DBF8fMcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Vlq2F-f4RYA/s72-c/IMG_1477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-795890079468811148</id><published>2008-09-09T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:50:05.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies and Tractors</title><content type='html'>Well, after a weekend of shoveling wood mulch, we now have gardens along our house foundation.  I had one more load to haul across the driveway.  Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3jO_YQ3xtaTwy-90CjXsSQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SMcyXD64nNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/s9Xo4F0_vPk/s400/IMG_1381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Alison to the West Fargo Arena for the Honkin Haulin Truck show - basically they put about 20 different trucks and tractors in the parking lot and let the kids climb all over them.  It was a lot of fun, but midway through it started to rain, which sent everyone scurrying for cover.  After the rain passed we were able to take in a few more trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YcSI-ZSUt5ZB5wWsxv2ZOQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SMcyZzXRQ3I/AAAAAAAAAs8/_FYNd3l6p-s/s400/IMG_1386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli is working on his superhuman strength.  We took him to a park nearby and he really seemed to enjoy hanging from a zip line.  We thought this outfit was appropriate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tCUq_Cmbs0_7ube57X958Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SMcycarY3VI/AAAAAAAAAtA/k1GgVgeoWS8/s400/IMG_1391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the big news - for Alison's birthday, my aunt and uncle, Pat and Mike, gave her a butterfly habitat.  Well, we finally got the caterpillars ordered and after about two weeks of watching caterpillars turn into chrysalides, they hatched today into 5 painted lady butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rY6LTVYpLsejSR53wc7fkg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SMcyfAVfFZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/_Zz3mo2D9l4/s400/IMG_1464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Alison was much smaller, her aunt Betsy got her a little house playset.  Eli's now at the age that he can play with it, so it's been getting a lot of use again.  Thanks Bets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlZ8SnEWbZw"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlZ8SnEWbZw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/2830486314947685286-795890079468811148?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/795890079468811148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=795890079468811148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/795890079468811148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/795890079468811148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/09/butterflies-and-tractors.html' title='Butterflies and Tractors'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SMcyXD64nNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/s9Xo4F0_vPk/s72-c/IMG_1381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5783125250260659598</id><published>2008-08-23T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T06:47:28.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey See</title><content type='html'>This picture just cracks me up every time I look at it.  Alison was playing hide and seek the other day and hid under the bar stools at our counter.  She was giggling while she was hiding, so that really attracted Eli's attention.  He decided to take up the same hiding spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5237700946675337538"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SLANQq5PiUI/AAAAAAAAAsc/dhSjtY6Vmpo/s400/IMG_1232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's this one.  Pure musical genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fn5aF9jnevM"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fn5aF9jnevM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the annual Bean Days in Horace this weekend.  There was a trap shoot last night, a parade this morning, and a street dance tonight.  The big question is whether or not we'll have a street to dance on - it's been under construction all summer long, and as of last night there were still barricades blocking the route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trap shoot was a ton of fun.  Each team of 5 shot two rounds (a total of 50 shots each).  Boy did I stink.  But I made up for it in the Annie Oakley shoot afterwards.  For some reason, I could connect a lot better with longer shots in a stronger wind.  I came in second, so I was pretty pleased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5783125250260659598?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5783125250260659598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5783125250260659598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5783125250260659598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5783125250260659598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/08/monkey-see.html' title='Monkey See'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SLANQq5PiUI/AAAAAAAAAsc/dhSjtY6Vmpo/s72-c/IMG_1232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8500322584896377910</id><published>2008-08-17T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:32:39.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>I had a work party out in Lakes Country on Wednesday night, and on the way out I drove past a large sunflower field in full bloom.  I made a mental note of the location and made myself get up early on Friday morning to get some sunrise pictures.  This is probably my favorite of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682147997944386"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhLHxFikI/AAAAAAAAArY/BIkvyw0Jjwo/s400/IMG_1119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the pictures I took that morning seemed to have a very orange hue to them.  Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682165872498834"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhMKWtmJI/AAAAAAAAArc/fmZyX-p2TsM/s400/IMG_1127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The sunrise was very vivid, and lent a neat tint to the flowers.  After I was done playing in the field, I went back home and helped get the kids ready for daycare before I had to go to work.  I don't know when I became a morning person, but apparently I've become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We blasted off to Bismarck this weekend to visit Grandma B.  After we arrived on Friday evening, we just relaxed for a little while and let the kids play in the basement.  Eli was quite entertained by the piano, and we listened to some great duets performed by the two kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682192442435602"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhNtVeqBI/AAAAAAAAArg/gHpZPX6Vpq0/s400/IMG_1151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning, I got up and went for about a three and a half mile run on a path along Hay Creek.  After I got back and got showered, I ran to pick up Starbucks for Jennifer and myself.  With a little caffeine in our systems, we were ready for the day.  First up, Dakota Zoo.  We've got a membership for the zoo in Fargo, and that gets us into the Bismarck zoo for free.  We took the kids and Grandma B, and met Jennifer's sister Patty as well.  The kids had a great time, and especially liked the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682668281715362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhpZ-Z2qI/AAAAAAAAArk/GV-VyyFZEiE/s400/IMG_1172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682696486124434"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhrDC2-5I/AAAAAAAAAro/qT-musz2rio/s400/IMG_1176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682719337011282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhsYK72FI/AAAAAAAAArs/ZjPuq74_h8M/s400/IMG_1179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682747187455586"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjht_6_5mI/AAAAAAAAArw/pyRThan9wmg/s400/IMG_1182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoo recently opened a new big cat exhibit that has 3 tigers on display.  There is a tunnel underneath the exhibit area that opens into a viewing area where you can get extremely close to the tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682776788653154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhvuMeVGI/AAAAAAAAAr0/dbjpOrsSpDE/s400/IMG_1199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235682809518955746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhxoH_HOI/AAAAAAAAAr4/MwjPN_6A_as/s400/IMG_1201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the exhibit is still under construction, when that is finished they'll have leopards on display as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo, we went through a drive through window then took the kids back to Grandma's.  Eli was more tired than hungry, so he went down for a nap right away.  After he woke up, he ate an entire softshell taco and a whole banana on his own.  We lounged around for a little while, then left for the Raging Rivers water park in Mandan.  After a slight miscalculation with directions and a lovely detour through a Mandan trailer park, we arrived at the water park shortly after 4:00pm - just when the discount rates started.  We took the kids to the water playground first, then loaded everybody into tubes and floated on the lazy river for a couple laps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Alison and I went down one of the large tube slides.  It was Alison's first time, and we weren't quite sure how she would do, but we figured we'd at least give it a try.  I grabbed a single tube and we started the climb to the top of the slide - it's easily 3 stories tall.  Alison didn't act scared at all on the way up, so I figured that was a good sign.  Patty went down in front of us to act as a catcher, just in case, then it was our turn.  I had Alison stand in front of me while I positioned the tube and sat down.  She then sat in my lap, and away we went.  The beginning of the tube is completely enclosed and is pitch black.  She was absolutely silent.  Suddenly, we erupted into the sunlight and continued our spiral down.  Still completely silent.  As we made the final turn, there was a large wall of water at the end of the slide.  We splashed through - silence.  Finally, we came to a rest in the pool at the bottom and I asked if she had fun.  She paused for a minute, then excitedly screamed "Yes!  Let's do it again!"  As soon as she was out of the pool she was jumping up and down ready to go again.  We went two more times, then tried another slide.  I think we've got a thrill seeker on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left the park, I made the climb to the top of the tower to go on one of the speed slides.  Just because.  There was no line for the slide, and I shot down like a bullet.  After I got off the slide, I was a little worried that I would need specialized machinery to extract my swimsuit from my behind, but everything came out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up at the water park at about six, then went back to the house to get changed.  To round out the day, we took the kids to Space Aliens.  Somehow, throughout all the activity, we managed to make it through with no meltdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to an outdoor church service this morning.  It was a combination service for about 6 different congregations of all different denominations in Bismarck.  It was a neat event, and the kids enjoyed playing in the grass for the entire service.  Afterwards, they served bratwurst, hot dogs, macaroni salad and chips.  This really should be a weekly thing.  After lunch, we packed the truck and hit the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both kids napped until we got to Valley City, so we decided that would be a good place to stop.  Valley City, the City of Bridges, also seems to be the City of Closed Gas Stations.  I don't know how many gas stations we passed, but it seemed like every block had an old, closed gas station, with a newer, temporarily closed gas station right across the street.  We finally found an open Cenex (next to an old, closed Cenex and across the street from another closed Cenex) and got the kids taken care of.  To take a little break from interstate highway driving, we drove to the north side of town to look at the highline railroad bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235686806466869890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjlaR6oOoI/AAAAAAAAAsU/vap-xHPDgDc/s400/IMG_1214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before bed time, Alison wanted to put together a jigsaw puzzle online.  I had to take the picture of my little computer geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5235686829003675298"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjlbl30lqI/AAAAAAAAAsY/QbWmWmxlak0/s400/IMG_1222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-8500322584896377910?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8500322584896377910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8500322584896377910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8500322584896377910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8500322584896377910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-getaway.html' title='Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SKjhLHxFikI/AAAAAAAAArY/BIkvyw0Jjwo/s72-c/IMG_1119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1722474937405981348</id><published>2008-08-10T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:34:38.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Box car</title><content type='html'>We spent the better portion of yesterday watching Joel and Carrie's little boy Christopher.  He's about 3 months older than Eli and the two of them had a blast playing with each other.  Definitely boys.  I have a prediction that we're going to see a football matchup between the two in the future.  Both of them wanted to play with a toy vacuum cleaner.  At one point, Eli walked up behind Christopher and did a two-handed grab at the shoulders and made a pretty good tackle.  Both of them toppled and laughed, and went right back to playing.  A little while later, Eli tried the same thing and was met by a stiff arm from Christopher which toppled Eli.  Again, both kept laughing and playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5233051079607745250"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJ-IOyN-euI/AAAAAAAAAq0/zMEVZgKA_Fw/s400/IMG_1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning made me question again why we bother spending money on toys.  Alison and Eli spent quite a while this morning playing with an empty diaper box.  After a while, Jennifer put Eli in the box and he just sat there with a big grin.  It didn't take long and Alison started to push the box making train noises.  They made a few passes through the kitchen, laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5233051107136478866"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJ-IQYxVnpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RMW0MJyBWxY/s400/IMG_1085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and Jodi came over tonight with Henry and Eva.  We spent a while playing outside, and had baby back ribs, baked potatoes, apple/walnut/gorgonzola salad, and baked beans for dinner.  I haven't done ribs too many times on the grill before, so it was fun to experiment.  I did one rack of dry rub ribs and one rack of "wet" ribs - they both turned out pretty good, but I think next time I either need to shorten the time on the grill or knock the heat down a little bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1722474937405981348?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1722474937405981348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1722474937405981348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1722474937405981348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1722474937405981348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/08/box-car.html' title='Box car'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJ-IOyN-euI/AAAAAAAAAq0/zMEVZgKA_Fw/s72-c/IMG_1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-834182542983468365</id><published>2008-08-08T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:42:00.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chokecherries</title><content type='html'>I took Alison on a little adventure today to try to find some chokecherries.  Ryan and Henry joined us as we went out to a wildlife management area about 20 miles away to see what could be found.  Unfortunately, it appears that with the cool spring we had it's not a good year for chokecherries.  The usual bushes that I raid were nearly bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5232341014826345698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJ0CbkxuZOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/B4glEf71pDg/s400/IMG_1034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a few other locations I've got to check out, but it might be tough to make syrup and wine this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-834182542983468365?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/834182542983468365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=834182542983468365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/834182542983468365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/834182542983468365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/08/chokecherries.html' title='Chokecherries'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJ0CbkxuZOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/B4glEf71pDg/s72-c/IMG_1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4018419217901912224</id><published>2008-08-03T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:50:22.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of the Corn</title><content type='html'>It's definitely summer!  I think it was in the 80s almost every day this week.  Wednesday night I ran in the Dick Beardsley "Run for Your Life" - a 5 mile run to benefit the &lt;a href="http://www.dickbeardsleyfoundation.org"&gt;Dick Beardsley Foundation&lt;/a&gt;.  I had a miserable head cold, so I wasn't exactly in peak form, but I finished in just shy of 53 minutes.  I wasn't the last one on the course, so that's a good thing.  After the race they had a raffle for a door prize and I won a brand new pair of New Balance running shoes of my choosing.  Pretty sweet deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison and Eli got to play in the pool this week.  It's going to be a challenge keeping them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5230484800221262370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJZqNqhEsiI/AAAAAAAAAps/esaWfQ3aIW8/s400/IMG_0954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we put Eli to sleep tonight, I looked out our kitchen window and saw a cropduster spraying a field a little over a mile away from the house.  The lighting was just right and I was thinking about going for some pictures, when Jennifer said "Only if you take Alison with you."  It didn't take too much convincing and Alison was loaded in the truck and we were off.   Once we got about a quarter mile away from where the airplane was spraying, I stopped so Alison could see it fly past and I could get some pictures.  No matter how many times I see them, all I can think is "Cool.  Those guys are freaking nuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5230484830807613874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJZqPcdbYbI/AAAAAAAAApw/CBl9bSlLhDA/s400/IMG_0992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cropduster moved on, we drove down the road a little bit more.  Alison has been very observant about what kind of plants are growing in fields, and got pretty excited being so close to the corn.  I pulled off to the side of the road and we got out so she could see just how tall the corn really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5230484891917199602"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJZqTAHFqPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wLMiZGKcwD4/s400/IMG_0999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded back into the truck and drove another half mile and saw this little stinker on the side of the road:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5230484930225763698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJZqVO0j9XI/AAAAAAAAAp8/W4WU3Lwj9uo/s400/IMG_1001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I rolled the windows up just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one passing artsy type shot.  It's still hard to believe that this is basically our back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5230484845688145250"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJZqQT5ORWI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5TerM5q31i8/s400/IMG_0995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4018419217901912224?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4018419217901912224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4018419217901912224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4018419217901912224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4018419217901912224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/08/children-of-corn.html' title='Children of the Corn'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SJZqNqhEsiI/AAAAAAAAAps/esaWfQ3aIW8/s72-c/IMG_0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7191315813072617592</id><published>2008-07-26T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:37:08.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words with "oo" in them</title><content type='html'>Another week has blasted by.  Last weekend we went to Wahpeton to check out the Chahinkapa Zoo.  I hate to admit it, but little old Wahpeton's zoo is better than Fargo's.  Better variety, better location, and bigger.  Luckily it's only 45 minutes away.  Since I know most visitors come here for kid pictures, I'll skip over the animals this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5227405282347722754"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIt5aIdWKAI/AAAAAAAAApk/cYnLD3L93qg/s400/IMG_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5227405262564927058"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIt5Y-wwplI/AAAAAAAAApg/PBrjtb2zkss/s400/IMG_0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5227405231713501570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIt5XL1NQYI/AAAAAAAAApc/FUqVRBjsBGE/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer started her new job on Monday and is loving it.  As it turns out, her office is about half a block away from mine.  We're able to carpool in the morning, and I ride bike home in the afternoon.  It's about 15 miles and takes about an hour, but that's an hour of exercise that I don't have to otherwise schedule.  We'll have to work on a plan for the winter months, but for now I'm enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been in the mid 80s all week and looking like the same for this weekend.  Jennifer's down with a cold right now, so I'm chasing after the kids.  We filled up the inflatable pool in the driveway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5227404718809374706"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIt45VHVX_I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Eq50n769wzM/s400/IMG_0924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5227404738968423874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIt46gNoDcI/AAAAAAAAApA/XyrninIHLeI/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now it's off to the bike shop and grocery store, and after dinner the pool should be warm enough to go in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7191315813072617592?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7191315813072617592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7191315813072617592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7191315813072617592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7191315813072617592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/07/words-with-oo-in-them.html' title='Words with &quot;oo&quot; in them'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIt5aIdWKAI/AAAAAAAAApk/cYnLD3L93qg/s72-c/IMG_0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-599322262886205191</id><published>2008-07-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:07:54.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detoured</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to bike to work periodically this summer, but the county highway department seems to have other plans.  My main route is under construction, so I have to pedal about 15 miles instead of 11.  It's not really a big deal - after about 5 miles it doesn't seem to matter how far I have to go - but it does add a little time.  I replaced my mountain bike tires with some narrower slick tires for commuting and it really seemed to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the other thing that helped today - I didn't need to worry about rushing home to pick the kids up from day care.  Jennifer took a job offer with a different bank earlier this week that will allow her to work part time.  She'll start on Monday, but in the meantime she's got the rest of the week off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before Eli's birthday my old second-hand Canon Powershot S1 croaked.  It appears the CCD sensor just failed, as all I could see was black and purple.  The review function still worked.  It had a good run, so I had no hesitation getting another Canon.  I upgraded to the Canon PowerShot S5IS, and so far I'm extremely happy with it.  Best of all - I have a macro function again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5224200548570497266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIAWuEzyAPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/mmKuE5Wu4bI/s400/IMG_0792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-599322262886205191?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/599322262886205191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=599322262886205191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/599322262886205191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/599322262886205191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/07/detoured.html' title='Detoured'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SIAWuEzyAPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/mmKuE5Wu4bI/s72-c/IMG_0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1657532664980327330</id><published>2008-07-16T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:56:03.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>How the?  I really was planning on posting pictures on Eli's birthday, but somehow that didn't quite work.  Now I get to jam three weeks of happenings into one post.&lt;br /&gt;So last time, I put up a video clip of James playing on the organ.  No, in fact, he does not know how to play "Superstitious".  That was a blatant copyright infringement meant for a laugh.  We had a fun weekend in Lake City for Waterski Days.  Since James and Sammy were there for the weekend, it was a little hectic chasing 4 kids around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223822257598806754"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH6-qpH0uuI/AAAAAAAAAno/aTO95IxN6Wc/s400/IMG_1917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223822303639506402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH6-tUoyDeI/AAAAAAAAAns/ljv5loqhU3w/s400/IMG_1926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223822341084583186"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH6-vgIYlRI/AAAAAAAAAnw/kdJNpIVbKlg/s400/IMG_1939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back from Lake City, we celebrated Eli's 1st birthday.  For his actual birthday, we had a very low key night and just went to Space Aliens.  Then, things started getting busy!&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer's sisters (all 4 of them) and mother came into town for the 4th of July.  We had a nice little party for Eli on the 4th, then torched off as many fireworks as we could stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223824144569755650"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7AYeowaAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/gqaA-QQ5W_c/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223824171864838610"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7AaEUaUdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TLgITHcqBAQ/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223824200617685522"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7Abvbn8hI/AAAAAAAAAn8/M854a6FmitE/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli decided to start walking, and is now really motoring around.&lt;br /&gt;Once the last of the family left, we got back to work for the week and things seemed to be settling down a little bit.  We realized we didn't have anything going on for the coming weekend, so we invited Grandma and Grandpa up.  We had a pretty quiet Saturday and didn't go out much because it was horribly windy.  Sunday was absolutely beautiful and we spent the day out at Fort Ransom State Park for Sodbuster Days.  Alison really enjoyed seeing the horses and sheep, but was feeling a little under the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223825706185914530"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7BzYHD-KI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6NPd_MO-fkA/s400/IMG_0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223825757351983202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7B2WuAOGI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZsmMW4rH-HY/s400/IMG_0715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223825826075437282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7B6Wu86OI/AAAAAAAAAoM/d06wSbNOGHE/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223825875138573826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7B9Ngg9gI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bF1Lhr9MCU4/s400/IMG_0755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5223825902094451426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH7B-x7TAuI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JULUekVCpLU/s400/IMG_0756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1657532664980327330?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1657532664980327330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1657532664980327330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1657532664980327330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1657532664980327330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SH6-qpH0uuI/AAAAAAAAAno/aTO95IxN6Wc/s72-c/IMG_1917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7271865990744832190</id><published>2008-06-28T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:45:46.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musiquarium?</title><content type='html'>James was channeling a little Stevie Wonder tonight.  &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEH5QadHCCY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEH5QadHCCY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/2830486314947685286-7271865990744832190?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7271865990744832190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7271865990744832190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7271865990744832190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7271865990744832190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/musiquarium.html' title='Musiquarium?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1844827349240549566</id><published>2008-06-21T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:13:19.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First word!</title><content type='html'>Eli said his first word this afternoon.  Not "mama" or "dada", but "Alison".  That's right, he decided to just skip to a three syllable word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying something new.  I managed to record Eli talking today, and through a strange multipart process, I think I have the recording posted online.  Click the player below to listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed autostart="false" height="40" loop="false" src="http://horacetracks.googlegroups.com/web/EliSaysAlison.mp3?gda=DIzqE0IAAABHoifeD0heMZllxCz9vbwswuhy8kMZFtJCTmZnFvKtSmG1qiJ7UbTIup-M2XPURDRu1-Eieua8271c1rZWzJRLqoIUVh0v7efzJ162rkkkwA&amp;gsc=bTHgDBYAAACxheLfDzhlDeXmq5qCTcmENPZ7RetHcCszCObB1ASf7Q" width="300"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1844827349240549566?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1844827349240549566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1844827349240549566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1844827349240549566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1844827349240549566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-word.html' title='First word!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-464148555759644323</id><published>2008-06-21T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T08:33:14.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new kid</title><content type='html'>Summer's here and we started it off by getting Alison's hair cut.  It was finally long enough (and then some) to donate to Locks of Love.  We went to Whipper Snippers this morning - Jennifer took Alison inside while I slept in the car with Eli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214354073817759874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0bZz8EwII/AAAAAAAAAmA/v6IgPyNnh9k/s400/IMG_9455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214354141407577154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0bdvuvhEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BeJWlq9BPdI/s400/IMG_9458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214354188696378658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0bgf5RXSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/fUTahPVMzhs/s400/IMG_9468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214354251614766850"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0bkKSLxwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/NsizQEVE5bA/s400/IMG_9475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214357089191262882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0eJVFI-qI/AAAAAAAAAm0/x0mT0GtEhSg/s400/IMG_9474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214354310942933346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0bnnTHwWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xB5LfurwEDw/s400/IMG_9476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all was said and done, the stylist took 14 inches of hair off!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm beginning to think that Eli's just about ready to start singing "Philadelphia Freedom".  Shine a light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5214357011731339730"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0eE0hQWdI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TECa_nkWATM/s400/IMG_9444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-464148555759644323?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/464148555759644323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=464148555759644323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/464148555759644323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/464148555759644323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/whole-new-kid.html' title='A whole new kid'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SF0bZz8EwII/AAAAAAAAAmA/v6IgPyNnh9k/s72-c/IMG_9455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-5998233646643655515</id><published>2008-06-16T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:47:59.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Okay, so before all the storms...we spent Saturday afternoon out at Buffalo River State Park with Ryan and Jodi and their kids Henry and Eva.  It was a nice day and the kids were able to go in the swimming hole.  It's a nice sized pond with a sand bottom, but with the cool spring this year the water was a little brisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5212657972182447474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFcUzs-K9XI/AAAAAAAAAlg/UxBZj5kxN7A/s400/IMG_9415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-5998233646643655515?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5998233646643655515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=5998233646643655515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5998233646643655515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/5998233646643655515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFcUzs-K9XI/AAAAAAAAAlg/UxBZj5kxN7A/s72-c/IMG_9415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4614874498051686646</id><published>2008-06-14T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:17:39.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sirens</title><content type='html'>Other pictures to post later, but here are some pictures of our first tornado warning of the year.  There was a doppler-indicated tornado 6 miles NW of us, with some "other" activity reported.  Here's a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5211922976200913554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFR4VTkm8pI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VamTGXy6Um8/s400/IMG_9430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5211923029174484082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFR4YY6ffHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/4yobGy91iyo/s400/IMG_9432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5211923083384416178"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFR4bi3JZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vlg8PU4kJ3E/s400/IMG_9433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5211923184760614850"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFR4hchHb8I/AAAAAAAAAko/hYTFTzwn4Lc/s400/IMG_9438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5211926267023734978"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFR7U216OMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/xlKapAk2RKY/s400/IMG_9443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-4614874498051686646?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4614874498051686646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4614874498051686646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4614874498051686646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4614874498051686646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/sirens.html' title='Sirens'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFR4VTkm8pI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VamTGXy6Um8/s72-c/IMG_9430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1850133261693263746</id><published>2008-06-12T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:52:07.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soggy feet</title><content type='html'>After a short rain delay, the Fargo YMCA Chase Race was held tonight.  This was my first organized 5K and I'm happy to report that I am still, in fact, alive.  I finished with a time of 27:43, so I'm pretty happy with that.  Jennifer and the kids played in the park while I ran and cheered me on at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5211213251495119698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFHy15Asy1I/AAAAAAAAAj0/A0FWjqOYvbA/s400/IMG_9412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1850133261693263746?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1850133261693263746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1850133261693263746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1850133261693263746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1850133261693263746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/soggy-feet.html' title='Soggy feet'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SFHy15Asy1I/AAAAAAAAAj0/A0FWjqOYvbA/s72-c/IMG_9412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7882405008695918818</id><published>2008-06-09T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:56:29.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day a little late</title><content type='html'>Had a quick run to Iowa for Memorial Day weekend and our nephew Sam's baptism.  On the way back, Alison helped Grandpa put out the flag for Memorial Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5210094223909495458"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35F6ZwoqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/xUm6a9VTMhI/s400/IMG_9343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5210094301474906706"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35KbWy4lI/AAAAAAAAAjY/FhVE36qT3AQ/s400/IMG_9350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli got his first haircut at 11 months.  Now that it's cut he looks more like a little boy than a baby.  Scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5210094382746896370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35PKHjB_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/jcf-knYQVBE/s400/IMG_9365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been a little spotty lately.  It seems like there's always a thunderstorm on the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5210094482246336322"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35U8yD_0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/xZAi7IlhTG0/s400/IMG_9380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5210094553360932946"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35ZFtGoFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3rCLHWA0ldU/s400/IMG_9398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's making it a bit difficult to prepare for the Y 5K on Thursday night, but somehow I've managed to keep running just about every other day.  In between running days I've taken up biking again, and even commuted to work today.  It's about 11.5 miles one way, and it's a very nice ride IF the wind isn't blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/horacetracks/AcrossTheTracks/photo#5210094598648489330"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35buaf5XI/AAAAAAAAAjs/aOifwtArdYo/s400/IMG_9400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7882405008695918818?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7882405008695918818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7882405008695918818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7882405008695918818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7882405008695918818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/06/memorial-day-little-late.html' title='Memorial Day a little late'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/horacetracks/SE35F6ZwoqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/xUm6a9VTMhI/s72-c/IMG_9343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-4363664248474175844</id><published>2008-05-17T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:50:34.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SC-RyJ775GI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QI1LB4DWXa4/s1600-h/IMG_8942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SC-RyJ775GI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QI1LB4DWXa4/s320/IMG_8942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201536385483007074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world can it be over a month since I posted last?  Crazy.  Well, had a week in Kansas City for a work conference, four days in Minneapolis for our 10 year anniversary, followed up by a week in Washington, DC.  Oh, that's how a month goes by.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of all that, Alison turned 4.  We had a small party here, then another small party at Grandma and Grandpa's.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNvIHpC1oPE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNvIHpC1oPE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/2830486314947685286-4363664248474175844?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4363664248474175844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=4363664248474175844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4363664248474175844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/4363664248474175844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/05/speed-of-life.html' title='Speed of life'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SC-RyJ775GI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QI1LB4DWXa4/s72-c/IMG_8942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-1773829860402102268</id><published>2008-04-13T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:08:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8ge16TFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PdtNS3omCW8/s1600-h/KLE_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8ge16TFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PdtNS3omCW8/s320/KLE_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Ah, nine months old.  That magical time of drool, improved mobility and selective hearing.  Needless to say, Eli is now in to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had professional photos of the kids taken by a lady with a studio in Barnesville, MN last weekend.  We're using the sitting as a combination 9 month / 4 year photo shoot.  Overall the kids did pretty well.  After the photos, we headed home, took care of some routine appointments and went to Bismarck for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned, we were met with a wall of snow and slush at Casselton that slowed traffic considerably.  There were a few cars in the ditch, but not too bad overall.  Just gotta love April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was much better - we stayed in town and it was reasonably warm.  The wind was miserable on Friday night, but I went out for a run anyway.  I was able to go 3.9 miles, which is both the longest I've ever run, and just about the extent of the roads in Horace.  Okay, maybe "run" isn't the right word - I'm not exactly going to be setting any speed records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8g-16TGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/VP_E1kWCq8s/s1600-h/KLE_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8g-16TGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/VP_E1kWCq8s/s320/KLE_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8hO16THI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cppdrAVHZYo/s1600-h/IMG_8621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8hO16THI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cppdrAVHZYo/s320/IMG_8621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Today was gorgeous - about fifty degrees and no wind.  After church, Alison wanted to ride her bike.  She was perched at the top of the driveway, waiting to go.  Daisy went running across the yard after the neighbor, so I told Alison to stay put.  I turned to call back Daisy and saw motion from the corner of my eye.  Sure enough, Alison was under way.  She accelerated pretty quickly about halfway down the driveway until she decided to turn.  Wipeout #1 of the year.  Luckily, there were no bruises and no scrapes.  Once we got straightened out and settled down, we went to the level street to try again.  Alison did very well getting back on the bike and pedaling away.  She pedaled through the neighborhood but would stop every time I took my hand off her back.  Alison was biking in the same direction that our neighbor was walking, so I had a nice conversation with the neighbor about kids.  They have a little girl almost the same age as Eli.  It's funny - people live less than 100 yards away from you, and yet you never see them for 5 months out of the year because of the cold and dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8he16TII/AAAAAAAAAfg/Otz0Z0uSQk0/s1600-h/IMG_8627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8he16TII/AAAAAAAAAfg/Otz0Z0uSQk0/s320/IMG_8627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-1773829860402102268?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1773829860402102268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=1773829860402102268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1773829860402102268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/1773829860402102268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/04/into-everything.html' title='Into Everything'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/SAK8ge16TFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PdtNS3omCW8/s72-c/KLE_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-350615366439751271</id><published>2008-03-26T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:49:37.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q23MLUJAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dgz3lCj-SGI/s1600-h/IMG_8547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q23MLUJAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dgz3lCj-SGI/s320/IMG_8547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We had a nice "quiet" Easter.  We wanted to get both kids ready and get photos in their Easter outfits, but realized that just wasn't going to happen so we did one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jennifer got Alison into her dress, Alison did a little dance and said "Daddy!  I'm a princess!  And you can be my prince!"  Awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli is just a bundle of energy and doesn't want to stay in one spot for very long.  Any future pictures may require either a high-speed shutter or an elaborate rigging system to keep him in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church we went to a brunch, then came home and dyed Easter eggs.  One note - Easter egg dye is NOT color fast.  Strangely, the dye comes off an egg much easier than it does off a little boy's lips.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q23sLUJBI/AAAAAAAAAew/QZFB8EOhzGM/s1600-h/IMG_8564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q23sLUJBI/AAAAAAAAAew/QZFB8EOhzGM/s320/IMG_8564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q24MLUJCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fIDOIH_XMvI/s1600-h/IMG_8572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q24MLUJCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fIDOIH_XMvI/s320/IMG_8572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q24cLUJDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M9hSkJQp7iA/s1600-h/IMG_8583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q24cLUJDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M9hSkJQp7iA/s320/IMG_8583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-350615366439751271?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/350615366439751271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=350615366439751271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/350615366439751271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/350615366439751271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q23MLUJAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dgz3lCj-SGI/s72-c/IMG_8547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6992576817864163208</id><published>2008-03-26T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:39:29.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0fsLUI8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/q2OKZ67PdSQ/s1600-h/IMG_8504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0fsLUI8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/q2OKZ67PdSQ/s320/IMG_8504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Good Friday was a travel day for me.  Since we had a little time before my flight left, we wandered around Arlington National Cemetery for a little bit.  We managed to show up right before the Changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0f8LUI9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZI_HdFS5pdM/s1600-h/IMG_8511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0f8LUI9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZI_HdFS5pdM/s320/IMG_8511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0gMLUI-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/e9gbQBZr3-I/s1600-h/IMG_8528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0gMLUI-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/e9gbQBZr3-I/s320/IMG_8528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we were walking back to the car, the Old Guard came rumbling past on horseback with a funeral caisson in tow.  Makes for a somber morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0gcLUI_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/GNJFJ3kWOPA/s1600-h/IMG_8531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0gcLUI_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/GNJFJ3kWOPA/s320/IMG_8531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6992576817864163208?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6992576817864163208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6992576817864163208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6992576817864163208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6992576817864163208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-q0fsLUI8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/q2OKZ67PdSQ/s72-c/IMG_8504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-6905167391236278431</id><published>2008-03-26T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:33:58.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St Patricks in Gettysburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzK8LUI4I/AAAAAAAAAdo/FuZDDhA4BRk/s1600-h/IMG_8452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzK8LUI4I/AAAAAAAAAdo/FuZDDhA4BRk/s320/IMG_8452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I spent last week in Emmitburg, Maryland for training.  It's about 8 miles from Gettysburg, so we spent a couple of evenings after class walking around the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bunch of the standard tourist photos, but also tried some of the "artsy" shots too.  Luckily the guys I was with are also kind of into photography, so I wasn't offended when I heard, "Come Ansel, let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos are from the Little Round Top and Devil's Den area of the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzLsLUI5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/o5IEO5cimog/s1600-h/IMG_8471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzLsLUI5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/o5IEO5cimog/s320/IMG_8471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzMsLUI6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/uNK_a9TJY0k/s1600-h/IMG_8486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzMsLUI6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/uNK_a9TJY0k/s320/IMG_8486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzNMLUI7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/2Svp6C6Yj3c/s1600-h/IMG_8491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzNMLUI7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/2Svp6C6Yj3c/s320/IMG_8491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  For dinner, we went to the Dobbin House and ate in the Springhouse Tavern in the basement.  It's a 1775 building and has great food, great atmosphere, and is pretty reasonably priced.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-6905167391236278431?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6905167391236278431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=6905167391236278431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6905167391236278431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/6905167391236278431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/03/st-patricks-in-gettysburg.html' title='St Patricks in Gettysburg'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R-qzK8LUI4I/AAAAAAAAAdo/FuZDDhA4BRk/s72-c/IMG_8452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-746065234709618322</id><published>2008-03-15T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:10:45.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfM_lRVBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cp6m9YD9MSI/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfM_lRVBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cp6m9YD9MSI/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm packing to go to training in Maryland for a week, so I thought I better take a break and introduce the new staff photographer.  Alison is taking over picture duties this week, and I thought I better show off her portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's getting quite good at taking pictures with her pink Little Tikes camera.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfNPlRVCI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nwbXyDH8fI4/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfNPlRVCI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nwbXyDH8fI4/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the "Where does she come up with this stuff" story of the day...We're sitting at the counter the other night and Alison knocks over her sippy cup of milk.  She turns and says, "Do you know what we say when we knock over our milk?  That didn't work so well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken like a true North Dakotan.  Ya sure.  Not too good a deal then.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfNPlRVDI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_V9hmJ4k8Lg/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfNPlRVDI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_V9hmJ4k8Lg/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-746065234709618322?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/746065234709618322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=746065234709618322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/746065234709618322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/746065234709618322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-photographer.html' title='New photographer'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9wfM_lRVBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cp6m9YD9MSI/s72-c/IMG_0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-8147497446903851542</id><published>2008-03-09T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:01:37.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in action</title><content type='html'>Finally caught Eli doing his army crawl-creep-slug motion.  He's going to have some serious upper body strength if he keeps doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/THITn1DoOcM"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/THITn1DoOcM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/2830486314947685286-8147497446903851542?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8147497446903851542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=8147497446903851542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8147497446903851542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/8147497446903851542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/03/caught-in-action.html' title='Caught in action'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830486314947685286.post-7024739017904968925</id><published>2008-03-09T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:00:23.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;In between bouts of colds and flu-like symptoms, we actually had a nice weekend.  I stayed home Friday with a temperature, but was feeling pretty decent by Friday evening.  Saturday, Jennifer started to go downhill.  Since we needed to get some grocery shopping done, I brought Alison with me.  That almost never happens, since I treat grocery shopping as my alone time.  Just me and the produce section.  So...peaceful.  Decided to give it a shot, but before we could leave, Alison had to make a grocery list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfaPlRU9I/AAAAAAAAAcw/tolKAu9bENE/s1600-h/IMG_8421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfaPlRU9I/AAAAAAAAAcw/tolKAu9bENE/s320/IMG_8421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison decided that Daddy's Bean boots were just the ticket for shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfjvlRU-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/5ts_9a-5tdg/s1600-h/IMG_8422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfjvlRU-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/5ts_9a-5tdg/s320/IMG_8422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Alison's shopping list.  It's obvious what she wants.  Oranges, bananas, blueberries, peas, strawberries, green beans, and duck.  I was with her until the end.  She changed her mind when we got to the store and decided that the last item was actually fish.  This may be the first and only time that we get EVERYTHING on her list.  It worked great, because when she asked to get a balloon, then a ball, then candy, all I had to say was "Sorry, it's not on your list."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfsvlRU_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/HN3taCJNIHY/s1600-h/IMG_8424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfsvlRU_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/HN3taCJNIHY/s320/IMG_8424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she did such a great job shopping, we had special pancakes for breakfast.  Blueberry eyes and smile, with a sliced strawberry for a nose.  Alison has been a great helper for cooking lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9Sf1vlRVAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/TV7LGIoTIVk/s1600-h/IMG_8431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9Sf1vlRVAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/TV7LGIoTIVk/s320/IMG_8431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played hide and seek tonight, with her in a halloween costume.  When it was time to get pajamas on, we didn't quite have the order right.  We ended up with a fairy godmonkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2830486314947685286-7024739017904968925?l=horacetracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7024739017904968925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2830486314947685286&amp;postID=7024739017904968925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7024739017904968925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2830486314947685286/posts/default/7024739017904968925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horacetracks.blogspot.com/2008/03/shopping-weekend.html' title='Shopping weekend'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15864843383905186895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TH1sLY0dz6I/R9SfaPlRU9I/AAAAAAAAAcw/tolKAu9bENE/s72-c/IMG_8421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
