<?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-2537803461401236058</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:25:09.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bestboy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-4895970472436417563</id><published>2010-01-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:29:02.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW FAMILY BLOG...</title><content type='html'>Please check out my new family blog at dannyandnancybird.blogspot.com  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy is the one who keeps it up to date!  I am really not much help with the blogging thing as you can see from the lack of my postings....almost 1 year since my last post!  Oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will keep this blog site open, but if you want to see any of the latest blogs from the BIRD's, you will need to visit us at the new blog address above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later and HAPPY 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-4895970472436417563?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4895970472436417563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=4895970472436417563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/4895970472436417563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/4895970472436417563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-new-family-blog.html' title='MY NEW FAMILY BLOG...'/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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-2537803461401236058.post-2776642766228107501</id><published>2009-02-05T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:21:29.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDING DATE &amp; OPEN HOUSE INFO!</title><content type='html'>Wedding is scheduled for Monday, April 13th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Open House is scheduled for Saturday, April 25th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Location: 556 East Center Street, Provo, UT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-2776642766228107501?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2776642766228107501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=2776642766228107501' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/2776642766228107501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/2776642766228107501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-dates-info.html' title='WEDDING DATE &amp; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SUKV9JADTrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Hkd_YoYCxPQ/s400/kristies+kids+and+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 8, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got the ring back form the Jeweler last Friday, so I decided to go and talk with Nancy's Dad (and Mom). I knew that Nancy was busy making Holiday Chocolates with my mom and sisters...and sister-in-law, so it gave me the perfect opportunity to visit with her parents without her knowing. I had originally planned to propose on Saturday, December 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; but Nancy and her mom were going to Kurt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bestor&lt;/span&gt; Christmas Concert and staying over night in Salt Lake City...so then I decided that I would do in on Thursday. On Sunday, my dad mentioned that we were going to be going to St. George for a grand opening of a construction project my brother Devin had just completed...so this meant that the only day I had 'open' was Monday night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how it all went down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This actually turned out to be even better. My mom let me borrow some nice dishes, gold silverware, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goblets&lt;/span&gt;, candle sticks, napkins and the works. I picked up the flower's (no not your traditional RED ROSES...I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gerber&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Daisey's&lt;/span&gt; and other colored roses arranged in a vase) and decided to stop by Nancy's mom's work to explain that I needed to cancel our previous dinner plans with them, because I was going to actually propose to Nancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had already made plans to go to dinner with Nancy's parents, Zack and her brother Mike and his wife Andrea to celebrate my birthday last week. I had a meeting at my office from 5pm to 6pm for a new development, so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; Nancy and asked her to have her parents drop her off at my office and help me clean up after my meeting then we would just drive and meet her family at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my sisters had got my house ready, picked up the take-out dinner (especially the lemon passion cake), and had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt; lit and music playing when I brought her back to my place...i didn't know that they would be hiding upstairs listening to the whole proposal, but it was funny when I found out they had stayed. Gotta love your sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my meeting, Nancy and I cleaned up and than she said that her parents had ran an errand so we had about 15 min. until we needed to meet them at the Restaurant. I told her I wanted to run home and change my shirt, so she blindly drove back with me to my house where she was shocked as we walked inside and saw that we really weren't going to be eating dinner with her family tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in and the house looked perfect. The music was playing, the candles were burning and everything looked perfect. I think she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; off guard, but soon when I had her sit down and showed her the book that I had written...she knew this must be the moment she had been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click here on this link to view the book I wrote and published through Costco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypublisher.com/bookshelf/bookviewer.py?d=tq%3Ey-cppl%60je%3E3538897"&gt;http://www.mypublisher.com/bookshelf/bookviewer.py?d=tq%3Ey-cppl%60je%3E3538897&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I read the book and proposed, we ate dinner. We called her parents and had them come to our house to see the ring. When then spent the rest of the night driving around to our grand parents, parents, and brothers and sisters homes to show off the ring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post the pictures from the proposal night. They are on my sisters camera and I don't have them downloaded yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited to have met Nancy and little Zack. I look forward to being apart of their lives. Nancy has been so patient with me in teasing her about when and where I would propose. I love you Nancy &amp;amp; Zack! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, thanks to both my family and Nancy's family. I love you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The date has been set for April 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2009...in the St. George Temple! We will keep you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;informed&lt;/span&gt; if the date changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-1322825106776268054?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1322825106776268054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=1322825106776268054' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/1322825106776268054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/1322825106776268054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-official.html' title='THE PROPOSAL...'/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SUKXqap69kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VUYe8tyHK6Y/s72-c/Ring+Side+View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-7430832540988891652</id><published>2008-08-05T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:39:21.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SKRpRifgBSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DuoEJcZB2Ig/s1600-h/Ghost+Busters+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234424416948978978" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SKRpRifgBSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DuoEJcZB2Ig/s320/Ghost+Busters+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously something crazy has been happening and it's starting to freak me and my sister Kim out! For the past 15 months, my sister Kim and I have been living in a 1930s home which I remodeled. It is a beautiful home and we have had such a blast hanging out and being roommates, but enough is enough with all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; things that have been happening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background to this story...since Kim and I have lived in this home, we typically joke with all of our nephews and nieces that a there is a ghost who lives in our home. We call her Veronica! In the beginning whenever we heard a weird sound like foot steps or other noises that neither one of us claimed to have made, we would say jokingly, "Oh that's just Veronica playing a little trick on us!" It has been a lot of fun scaring our little nephews and nieces but I think after what happened a few weeks ago...it's no longer a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to tell you what happened the other night which has prompted me to blog today... I came home one night a week ago, while Kim was at the movie. She had just purchased some new bowls, plates and cups that matched her existing set that we use at our house.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; Max happened to have a few of them on sale.  She was in a hurry that night so she just dropped them off  on the kitchen countertops and than took off to the movie.  When I got home that night, I was talking on the phone to Nancy and walked into the kitchen and noticed all of the shopping bags.   I mentioned to Nancy that Kim must have gone on a spending spree today and bought a lot of dishes...I didn't know what kind because everything was still wrapped in tissue paper.   I saw that one of the bags was on the floor, that seemed odd so I bent over to picked it up and realized that a few of the dishes were broken.    I told Nancy that she was my witness that I didn't break anything and that the bag must have fallen off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;countertop&lt;/span&gt; down onto the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wood floor&lt;/span&gt;.   I left the bag on the floor and said I would wait until Kim got home so that she wouldn't think that it was me who broke a few of her new dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, when Kim arrived home I told her how I found the broken dishes.   She teased me and said, "Danny you can tell me the truth...I won't be mad." I laughed and told her that Nancy was proof that I didn't break them and besides if I did, than I would have gone and bought her new dishes since they were only a few dollars each.   So we both began to unwrap all of the dishes, when I asked Kim how many plates she had bought.   I had just finished unwrapping the fourth plate, when she said, "four." I told her how could that be when there were still four more left to unwrap in my bag? She than said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt; Danny those other four plates match these bowls and glasses that you already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;unwrapped&lt;/span&gt; and placed on the counter."  I looked at her and said, "What do you mean...I didn't unwrap those!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and I both glanced over at the neatly stacked set of four bowls and four glasses and than looked back at each other and honestly chills ran down our body, the hair on our arms stood up, and we both yelled.  Kim almost started to cry.  She was so mad at me and said that if I was trying to play a joke on her that this was not funny at all.     I quickly said back to her that I didn't do it and why would I have asked that question if I already knew there was a different style of dishes purchased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kim that if I did it, why wasn't all of the tissue paper or the empty bag in the kitchen garbage? Neither of us had taken out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;trash,&lt;/span&gt; so the tissue paper and empty bag should be in the garbage.  We could not find any garbage to those dishes which had been unwrapped and stacked in the corner by the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SKSMWYPE5dI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PKlcnTMWHgc/s1600-h/Ghostbusters+Team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234462983002056146" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SKSMWYPE5dI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PKlcnTMWHgc/s320/Ghostbusters+Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few days, we kept promising to one another that neither of us had anything to do with it.   Just recently, on fast Sunday, Kim and I always cook dinner for our parents and grandma Bird.   We were all sitting down at the dinner table in my dining room, when all of the sudden the lights all turned off.   Kim looked at me and said with her eyes, "Danny was that you?" I immediately  looked back and her and made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gesture&lt;/span&gt; like, "Are you kidding me? That isn't me...I'm eating here at the table with all of you!"  We looked around in the other rooms, but the lights in the kitchen were still on and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; in the front room was on so everything seemed to be okay except for the dining room...so Kim and I began to tell our parents, Devin, Jen and Nancy about what has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still today, Kim is freaked out to stay in the house alone or by herself...she calls me and tells me that she keeps hearing things.  At this point I think that we need to call a ghost buster and get VERONICA out of our house, so that we can have some peace of mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-7430832540988891652?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7430832540988891652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=7430832540988891652' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/7430832540988891652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/7430832540988891652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/seriously-something-crazy-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SKRpRifgBSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DuoEJcZB2Ig/s72-c/Ghost+Busters+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-8412169929852262206</id><published>2008-08-04T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:01:36.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did Summer Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SJeJwBjL_SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ue3TSTjJpts/s1600-h/Vacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230800950356868386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SJeJwBjL_SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ue3TSTjJpts/s320/Vacation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while I was driving to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; today to pick up some documents for work, I got thinking about how fast the summer time passed. It feels like school was just getting out a few weeks ago, and now it's already time for BACK TO SCHOOL! I love teasing my sister Kim that her SUMMER FUN is almost over. After the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July passed I kept saying to her, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; sad that your summer is almost over!" She hates my constant and annoying rude reminders, but I always seemed to get a kick out of it! Now my teasing is no longer funny...its a reality! Even though I'm finished with school...its still depressing to know that its that time of year again! So for all of you parents who are almost to the point where you are about to "kill" your kids now that they have exhausted all of your patience this summer with trying to keep them happy, entertained and out of trouble...to you I say the long awaited first day of school is almost here and your "quiet" time is just around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me...I really need a vacation! Not just a day off, but a very nice long relaxing vacation where there is not a schedule or busy list of things to accomplish...just some classic R &amp;amp; R! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-8412169929852262206?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8412169929852262206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=8412169929852262206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/8412169929852262206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/8412169929852262206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-did-summer-go.html' title='Where Did Summer Go?'/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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://bp0.blogger.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SJeJwBjL_SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ue3TSTjJpts/s72-c/Vacation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-3779011287692078641</id><published>2008-05-26T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:36:11.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad!   Thanks for all of the fun Memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7mhz-YosI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Rgc9KZ0cVDw/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7mhz-YosI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Rgc9KZ0cVDw/s320/IMG_1931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223866086358295234" border="0" /&gt;This was the grand finale...it was a joke at first, but after we saw the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photo&lt;/span&gt; it has become on of our favorite memories from that day!  Thanks Dad for being such a great person, friend, example, role model and most of all a great father. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7miBJpTtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ncA8za-uvhY/s1600-h/DSC_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7miBJpTtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ncA8za-uvhY/s320/DSC_0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223866089895186130" border="0" /&gt;Here is the whole BIRD family May 2008! We all wore green to go with the Birthday Theme...a poem about the "worry tree" which symbolized all of the thoughts we had of our father and how he always came home each night from work and placed his work and other troubles on the branch of his worry tree...and than come through the door as a new man, happy and excited to be with all of us.   He never complained about all that was placed upon him to do...he just simply smiled and did it all!   Thanks Dad...I love you 101.  Happy 65&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7miq7NJdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/E4BLA-JZqWM/s1600-h/IMG_1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7miq7NJdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/E4BLA-JZqWM/s320/IMG_1890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223866101108909522" border="0" /&gt;Me and Mom having a little bit of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;huggable&lt;/span&gt; time"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7mjbI_mrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UqWzdhZZpg8/s1600-h/IMG_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7mjbI_mrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UqWzdhZZpg8/s320/IMG_1914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223866114051644082" border="0" /&gt;Our Birthday Balloon Wish for Dad.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-3779011287692078641?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3779011287692078641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=3779011287692078641' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/3779011287692078641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/3779011287692078641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-dad-thanks-for-all-of.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad!   Thanks for all of the fun Memories...'/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7mhz-YosI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Rgc9KZ0cVDw/s72-c/IMG_1931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-4620620413225376296</id><published>2008-05-26T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:41:03.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFTaL0wI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XeQtpnDISNY/s1600-h/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFTaL0wI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XeQtpnDISNY/s320/IMG_1872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868895115072258" border="0" /&gt;Greg, Grandma Baugh, Kim and Grandpa Baugh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFdp8B-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2xx2BoVUDh0/s1600-h/DSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFdp8B-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2xx2BoVUDh0/s320/DSC_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868897865500642" border="0" /&gt;Mom and Dad &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFkPWvwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/po23EC9uUsM/s1600-h/DSC_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFkPWvwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/po23EC9uUsM/s320/DSC_0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868899633053442" border="0" /&gt;Most of the "little bird's"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pGCAOh4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/f0vxQorILdI/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pGCAOh4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/f0vxQorILdI/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868907622664066" border="0" /&gt;Having fun in the pool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-4620620413225376296?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4620620413225376296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=4620620413225376296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/4620620413225376296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/4620620413225376296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/greg-grandma-baugh-kim-and-grandpa.html' title=''/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7pFTaL0wI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XeQtpnDISNY/s72-c/IMG_1872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-1395518851071989910</id><published>2008-04-19T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:14:38.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ggoykSSI/AAAAAAAAADk/zrZY0fEy3_Q/s1600-h/SHAC+Triathlon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ggoykSSI/AAAAAAAAADk/zrZY0fEy3_Q/s320/SHAC+Triathlon+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223859469106301218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7gg140-QI/AAAAAAAAADs/UwB1CBCL_GM/s1600-h/SHAC+Triathlon+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7gg140-QI/AAAAAAAAADs/UwB1CBCL_GM/s320/SHAC+Triathlon+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223859472622221570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ghG648qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cG6HQ8H9eeU/s1600-h/Danny+Triathlon+Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ghG648qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cG6HQ8H9eeU/s320/Danny+Triathlon+Bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223859477194273442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ghRqPbaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7CKFSoXo7FM/s1600-h/Kim+Triathlon+Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ghRqPbaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7CKFSoXo7FM/s320/Kim+Triathlon+Bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223859480077233570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7U6uxNW7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Vme_apP2XuY/s1600-h/IMG_1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7U6uxNW7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Vme_apP2XuY/s400/IMG_1581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223846723248282546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay I know that this is only about 3 months late but I wanted to update my blog since its been since April.  This was the St. George Triathlon that I did with Kim and Nancy.   We had a great time.  It was a 1/4 mile swim, 10 mile bike and 3.2 mile run.  Overall I completed it in about 1 hr 14 min including my transition times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-1395518851071989910?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1395518851071989910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=1395518851071989910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/1395518851071989910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/1395518851071989910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-i-know-that-this-is-only-about-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7ggoykSSI/AAAAAAAAADk/zrZY0fEy3_Q/s72-c/SHAC+Triathlon+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-8190599099164312320</id><published>2008-04-19T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:11:17.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h54srTzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KDsN_WOlmxE/s1600-h/Danny+Triathlon+Run.jpg"&gt;So Here I am...almost dead but still pressing on to finish strong!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h54srTzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KDsN_WOlmxE/s1600-h/Danny+Triathlon+Run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h54srTzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KDsN_WOlmxE/s320/Danny+Triathlon+Run.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223861002384920370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h6Olu1BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v9wRM3pbYIE/s1600-h/Danny+Triathlon+Run2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h6Olu1BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v9wRM3pbYIE/s320/Danny+Triathlon+Run2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223861008261370898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h6Uw1y8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/TUaAsvyVOe8/s1600-h/Nancy+Triathlon+Run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h6Uw1y8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/TUaAsvyVOe8/s320/Nancy+Triathlon+Run.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223861009918577602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-8190599099164312320?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8190599099164312320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=8190599099164312320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/8190599099164312320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/8190599099164312320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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/_4KjZq9I-1i0/SH7h54srTzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KDsN_WOlmxE/s72-c/Danny+Triathlon+Run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-8727035398041724583</id><published>2008-04-05T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T19:09:06.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April General Conference</title><content type='html'>I love General Conference. I always look forward to hearing our prophet and priesthood leaders speak to us.  I'm sure as a kid my feelings were not always shared by my current state of mind, but in the end...it served as a great foundation for me to learn and get in the habit of watching, listening, and actively participating in all of the sessions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I can honestly recall listening and taking notes during all 5 sessions, was when I was in the 9th grade...first year in Seminary.  My teacher was Brother McClain, and he challenged us to make a personal goal to listen and take notes during all 5 sessions.  Since this point in time, I have continued living up to that challenge my seminary teacher gave me.  Now at the age of 30, more than 15 years later, I have come to appreciate and love General Conference.  It is amazing to see that from a simple invitation, I have not missed a session since I was a 9th grader.  I am grateful to my parents who encouraged me and my brothers and sisters to watch conference and also my teacher Brother McClain, who challenged me to participate so many years ago!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed watching this mornings Solemn Assembly, where we all had the opportunity to individually raise our hands and offer our sustaining vote to our newly called Prophet, Thomas S. Monson and his other counselors and members of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles and other members of the Church Leadership.  I forgot that during a Solemn Assembly, the sustaining is done a little different than other conferences.  Each Quorum or group stood individually to sustain the Church Leaders.  We were able to have Grandma Bird (Helen Bird) over to mom and dads house.  It was nice to watch her and mom stand with all of the women in the Relief Society stood to sustain the church leaders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-8727035398041724583?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8727035398041724583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=8727035398041724583' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/8727035398041724583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/8727035398041724583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-general-conference.html' title='April General Conference'/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537803461401236058.post-7971951155253771683</id><published>2008-03-26T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:38:31.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world of Best Boy...It is my first blog, so don't judge me to harshly as you read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2537803461401236058-7971951155253771683?l=bestbirdboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7971951155253771683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2537803461401236058&amp;postID=7971951155253771683' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/7971951155253771683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537803461401236058/posts/default/7971951155253771683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestbirdboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-everyone-welcome-to-world-of-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Bestboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619466144344990133</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>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
