<?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-3545509439452005566</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:11:13.235-07:00</updated><category term='1'/><title type='text'>We Be Three!!</title><subtitle type='html'>A Hot Man, A Hot Woman, &amp;amp; An Adorable Little Boy
Welcome to our life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Marien Crew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09161036782403836002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SkvB4eupU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yvVz1j-wjUU/S220/family+pic+in+santa+barbara+mission.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3545509439452005566.post-6430791224808204788</id><published>2009-10-02T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:54:16.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Here are some of Jedi's birthday portraits! I hope you all enjoy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w31.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w31.photobucket.com/albums/c386/sunshlne15/jedis%20pictures/be548cad.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c386/sunshlne15/jedis%20pictures/?action=view&amp;amp;current=be548cad.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&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/3545509439452005566-6430791224808204788?l=themariencrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6430791224808204788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-are-some-of-jedis-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/6430791224808204788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/6430791224808204788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-are-some-of-jedis-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>The Marien Crew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09161036782403836002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SkvB4eupU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yvVz1j-wjUU/S220/family+pic+in+santa+barbara+mission.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3545509439452005566.post-289627020465804184</id><published>2009-07-07T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:06:21.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Survivor Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Six married men will be dropped on an island with one car and 3 kids each for six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each kid will play two sports and either take music or dance classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each man must take care of his 3 kids; keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, and complete science projects, cook, do laundry, and pay a list of 'pretend' bills with not enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, each man will have to budget in money for groceries each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each man must remember the birthdays of all their friends and relatives, and send cards out on time--no emailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each man must also take each child to a doctor's appointment, a dentist appointmentand a haircut appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must make one unscheduled and inconvenient visit per child to the Urgent Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must also make cookies or cupcakes for a social function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each man will be responsible for decorating his own assigned house, planting flowers outside and keeping it presentable at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men will only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men must shave their legs, wear makeup daily, adorn himself with jewelry, wear STRONG uncomfortable yet stylish shoes, keep fingernails polished and eyebrows groomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the six weeks, the men will have to endure severe abdominal cramps, back aches, and have extreme, unexplained mood swings but never once complain or slow down from other duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They must attend weekly school meetings, church, and find time at least once to spend the afternoon at the park or a similar setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will need to read a book to the kids each night and in the morning, feed them,dress them, brush their teeth and comb their hair by 7:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A test will be given at the end of the six weeks, and each father will be required to know all of the followi ng information: each child's birthday, height, weight, shoe size, clothes size and doctor's name. Also the child's weight at birth, length, time of birth, and length of labor, each child's favorite color, middle name, favorite snack, favorite song, favorite drink, favorite toy, biggest fear and what they want to be when they grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids vote them off the island based on performance. The last man wins only if...he still has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment's notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the last man does win, he can play the game over and over and over again for the next 18-25 years eventually earning the right To be called Mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3545509439452005566-289627020465804184?l=themariencrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/feeds/289627020465804184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-survivor-series.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/289627020465804184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/289627020465804184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-survivor-series.html' title='The Next Survivor Series'/><author><name>The Marien Crew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09161036782403836002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SkvB4eupU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yvVz1j-wjUU/S220/family+pic+in+santa+barbara+mission.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3545509439452005566.post-8013831579367186374</id><published>2009-07-06T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:46:02.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So as everyone knows, this last weekend was the 4th of July. I love this holiday because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJaoFwoUgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PzmTk9HFm1c/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355442551684354562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJaoFwoUgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PzmTk9HFm1c/s200/IMG_2442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the patriotic side of our great nation comes out... and sometimes it seems like we have forgotten what our forefathers have done for us to have the great freedoms that we enjoy. I love getting together with people I care about and celebrating the freedoms that we as a nation are blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On Saturday morning my wonderful hubby woke me up at the crack of dawn, so that we could go to our wards 4th of July Pancake Breakfast. This is a tradition that I grew up with, except as a child, I was going to the Concord III Ward Breakfast and now I am an adult and a mom going with my husband and son to the Marsh Creek Ward Breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Later on in the day, Jedi and I along with JP, picked up Jackson B and Nicholas to head to Pleasant Hill for the 4th of July Celebration. It was pretty warm out but we had a good time eating BBQ, listening to the live bands, and just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJnmT2SQRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/50UTOc7hYho/s1600-h/IMG_2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355456814757593362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJnmT2SQRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/50UTOc7hYho/s200/IMG_2463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJnljZvG7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0A4gQPp6xXM/s1600-h/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355456801752947634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJnljZvG7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0A4gQPp6xXM/s200/IMG_2433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJnlO3IacI/AAAAAAAAAII/mQU-yl1YG1c/s1600-h/IMG_2425.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355456796239096258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJnlO3IacI/AAAAAAAAAII/mQU-yl1YG1c/s200/IMG_2425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nice afternoon in PH we headed over to Jedi's parents house to hang out with Bambi and the poodle puppies. Nicholas had a blast and wanted to take them all home. Hahaha. We hung out there until it was time to go to see some fireworks. We headed our mile long hike with the kids, over to the Singing Flag. The was PACKED as usual, but this year the El Dorado Field was not packed... The City had forgotten to turn off the sprinkler system, which soaked all the families that had set up there to watch the fireworks. I felt horrible for them. Jacquie, Nicholas, Jedi, JP and I all cuddled up the blankets to wait for the fireworks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6FcQQDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mFvdHeZ2crM/s1600-h/IMG_2490.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460453022580786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6FcQQDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mFvdHeZ2crM/s200/IMG_2490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq5_NAGFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fU649Akpo7I/s1600-h/IMG_2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460451347994706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq5_NAGFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fU649Akpo7I/s200/IMG_2489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6UPYLSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aKyuVycKhog/s1600-h/IMG_2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460456995106082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6UPYLSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aKyuVycKhog/s200/IMG_2491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6mFAwPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/uYhHtVhxghs/s1600-h/IMG_2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460461783466226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6mFAwPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/uYhHtVhxghs/s200/IMG_2493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6076AUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3zeIOETwNkY/s1600-h/IMG_2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460465771807042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJq6076AUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3zeIOETwNkY/s200/IMG_2514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Whe the fireworks started it was so beautiful. We were all enthralled, even JP enjoyed them (I thought the loud bangs were going to scare him) It was so much fun to start this 4th of July tradition with my little family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3545509439452005566-8013831579367186374?l=themariencrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8013831579367186374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/8013831579367186374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/8013831579367186374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!!'/><author><name>The Marien Crew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09161036782403836002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SkvB4eupU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yvVz1j-wjUU/S220/family+pic+in+santa+barbara+mission.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SlJaoFwoUgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PzmTk9HFm1c/s72-c/IMG_2442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3545509439452005566.post-7884888128452393372</id><published>2009-07-03T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T01:55:00.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tumble...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So for those of you who don't know.. JP has been crawling around a bit, but hasn't quite gotten the art of it down, although he has been motating around we have not yet felt the need to confine him because he isn't going too fast just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until this point the little guy has been going back and forth between sleeping in his crib and sleeping smack dab in the middle of me and the hubby (ensuring that he has no siblings coming about just yet...). Today he was taking a nap on our king sized bed while I worked around him doing laundry and chores, chores, chores, when I decide to add another load of laundry to my already overwhelming stack of "to fold" pile. So in the midst of the switching of the laundry loads I hear a BANG come from the bedroom, and low and behold in the 3 minutes of time it took me to switch around the laundry, my massive 10 month old, wakes up, pushes the pillow (the one that is seperating him from the edge of the bed) OFF the bed, crawls to the edge and tumbles to the ground. Now those of you that have spent some time with my son know his temper... and wow was he ticked. Totally unscathed but definately ticked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I panicked, what can I say? He's my first kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently from this day forth he will be cribbin' it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3545509439452005566-7884888128452393372?l=themariencrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7884888128452393372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/tumble.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/7884888128452393372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/7884888128452393372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/tumble.html' title='The Tumble...'/><author><name>The Marien Crew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09161036782403836002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SkvB4eupU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yvVz1j-wjUU/S220/family+pic+in+santa+barbara+mission.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3545509439452005566.post-9179936468806640292</id><published>2009-07-01T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T01:56:22.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So... I have been in the blogging game for some time now with my family blog site, and I am starting to get the blogging bug, now that my little boy is a little more self entertained and I have a minute to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to tell... What to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Rachel Marien, I'm married to an awesome man named Jedi, and we have a beautiful little boy named Jedi Preston. We live a relatively charmed life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd how people come together. My husband and I grew up in the same town, going to the same high school, and church building and we never met... His sister was best friends with my sister for years and he knew my older brother from seminary but alas we never knew each other... I am sure that the 4 year age difference had something to do with it. But then... 4 years after I move out of town we meet 40 minutes away from where we both live, at a young single adults conference that neither of us were planning on going to... but both were forced into. We met and spent all day talking. And that's how it all began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent everyday for a month together just hanging out getting to know each other. He was my match. He is loving and sweet, but he challenges me everyday because we are both stubborn and strong willed. We both have a lot of passion for life I am so proud to be his wifey. I love you babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3545509439452005566-9179936468806640292?l=themariencrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9179936468806640292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/9179936468806640292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3545509439452005566/posts/default/9179936468806640292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themariencrew.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-all.html' title='Hello All!'/><author><name>The Marien Crew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09161036782403836002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWEEjjUW_0c/SkvB4eupU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yvVz1j-wjUU/S220/family+pic+in+santa+barbara+mission.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
