<?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-31541124</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:05:52.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lizzie</title><subtitle type='html'>Live, Laugh, and Love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6948923643103116692</id><published>2009-04-01T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:56:06.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog-New part of my life</title><content type='html'>NEW BLOG-to include RYAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inthethayngang.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.inthethayngang.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's in the thayn gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my new email is &lt;a href="mailto:lizziethayn@gmail.com"&gt;lizziethayn@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6948923643103116692?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6948923643103116692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6948923643103116692' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6948923643103116692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6948923643103116692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-blog-new-part-of-my-life.html' title='New Blog-New part of my life'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-8162003295908263262</id><published>2009-01-20T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:05:37.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293606829918210050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXarXXXbSAI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ctfehrpoIZ8/s320/IMG_3075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Long story-short. Ryan took me out to a nice dinner at a resort in Scottsdale. After dinner we went on a Gondola ride and since it was cold and my ankle was hurt (not the point of this post) we had to cut the night short-so on the way home he took me by the temple, handed me pink roses and then he got down on one knee and asked if I could meet him there in a couple months to get married. I said of course and we ran (well I hobbled) back to the car because the wind started blowing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293606844396771442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXarYNTYmHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2pM-6Rb9Hhw/s320/IMG_2994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293606837701395634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXarX0XFRLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Nnc3BOMddUE/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My ring is beautiful. He did a great job designing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293606856584540338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXarY6tLMLI/AAAAAAAAAtw/NY1YP88TBoA/s320/IMG_3449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;March 6, 2009!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293606851809986242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXarYo61RsI/AAAAAAAAAto/4sQcTu8633c/s320/IMG_3141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.tayloreightthisisus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt;-for taking all of our pics! They are great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-8162003295908263262?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/8162003295908263262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=8162003295908263262' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8162003295908263262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8162003295908263262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-getting-married.html' title='I&apos;m Getting Married'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXarXXXbSAI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ctfehrpoIZ8/s72-c/IMG_3075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-871912044662656828</id><published>2009-01-02T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:51:30.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight is the Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that I get to sleep in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY OWN BED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Haven't slept in it since DEC 16!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was in Utah and @ Kristin's, Jane/Todd's, Jake/Kelly's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't sleep in my house if my roomies are gone and they were all out of town.  But now everyone is back, my vacations and babysitting gigs are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, and Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-871912044662656828?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/871912044662656828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=871912044662656828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/871912044662656828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/871912044662656828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2009/01/tonight-is-night.html' title='Tonight is the Night!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2741311560409804535</id><published>2008-12-30T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:42:38.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YeAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>pretty sure I am getting offered a  J-O-B today!  Sweet.  They checked my references last week and the guy just called, I was in the temple, so I missed the call.  Called him back and left a message....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let ya know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2741311560409804535?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2741311560409804535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2741311560409804535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2741311560409804535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2741311560409804535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/12/yeah.html' title='YeAH!!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5861128077327218458</id><published>2008-12-23T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:41:07.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ventilated Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I bought these pretty cool new running shoes in July. They are pink and white, and I only wear them when I am going to run, until that past week. I took them to Utah with me. Because they match my black and pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt; running outfit, and I was trying to pack light! (it's not possible, by the way.) So I only took those and my pair of black boots (with heels....in snow-great thinking, I know, but I brought my nice jeans that are too long, so I had to take some heels). I took the shoes when we went snowboarding. I was walking in the snow and I couldn't figure how my feet were getting wet. Then next day, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and I stepped in a huge pile of snow....partly melted and my feet got soaked. I immediately remembered that these shoes have lots of ventilation....in top and the BOTTOM!! oops! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283040966521205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SVEhxK9VMpI/AAAAAAAAAtI/yq_hnFsRkQI/s320/shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's great for AZ when you are running and hot, but not so much for the snow. So, the melted snow went right through the bottom and the sole absorbed all the nice cold water to keep my toes frozen. It was pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The trip to Utah was a ton of fun!!! I have some pics to post later.  My camera won't let me load them right now.  I'll have to play with it a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5861128077327218458?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5861128077327218458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5861128077327218458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5861128077327218458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5861128077327218458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/12/ventilated-shoes.html' title='Ventilated Shoes'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SVEhxK9VMpI/AAAAAAAAAtI/yq_hnFsRkQI/s72-c/shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1347211811665336863</id><published>2008-12-15T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:41:46.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Mouth....or blog (I guess)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SUbcm8QXQyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5SMn6E6NkzQ/s1600-h/toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280150174706385698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SUbcm8QXQyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5SMn6E6NkzQ/s320/toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I kinda gotta know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you use a public restroom and you walk into stall and you see that the person who used it before you, uh, didn't flush......what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you flush it? and use it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you walk out and go to the next stall that has clean (relatively speaking here) water waiting for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I personally am a flusher, always have been. Even in elementary school I was a flusher (which after working in the schools, is a very rare thing, and partly the reason I am blogging about this). Why make another person see it. Just close your eyes and kick the handle&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I could go on and on....but I won't, it's gross....but I am just curious, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flusher or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1347211811665336863?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1347211811665336863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1347211811665336863' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1347211811665336863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1347211811665336863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/12/potty-mouthor-blog-i-guess.html' title='Potty Mouth....or blog (I guess)'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SUbcm8QXQyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5SMn6E6NkzQ/s72-c/toilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3069188443321043595</id><published>2008-12-09T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:27:58.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#1 I have an interview for a PT job I have been wanting! Yeah!! IT is with the City of Gilbert. It is next Tuesday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#2 My best friend from high school, Emily, got engaged on Sunday. Also, Yeah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#3 Ryan brought me these pretty pink roses yesterday with a nice card. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277919404729652786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/ST7vvCgNVjI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nKZTeB_pch0/s320/ryan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;#4 Tomorrow I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;retape&lt;/span&gt; my Aqua Video.  Remember how I was stressing about this video back in May?  Well, I passed, 5 out of 6 areas, but for some reason the guy in France wants to see my improvements since then.  STRESSED OUT.  Anyone want to come to support me?  Tomorrow at 6:00!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#5    on a sad note...please keep in your prayers the family members of Susan, a girl I have known a little through church, who passed away last week after a fight with colon cancer.  She is my age and got married in January.  She kept a blog of her journey up until the last day, that is very touching.  You can read it &lt;a href="http://www.lemonademakers.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#6  I have to go now.  I got called to be one of the Relief Society presidents in my new ward, and I have a lot to do to get myself rolling and with the program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3069188443321043595?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3069188443321043595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3069188443321043595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3069188443321043595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3069188443321043595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/12/news.html' title='NEWS!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/ST7vvCgNVjI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nKZTeB_pch0/s72-c/ryan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2977476746386568049</id><published>2008-12-06T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:06:36.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan got moved into his BEAUTIFUL new home! His mom told him he should get a tree. So Thursday night he went and got a Christmas Tree. He figured it would be a good investment. (It's a fake tree) We put it together, decorated it with some decorations that his mom brought to him. Ate Wendy's and watched The Office.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276848082680947170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/STshX43mIeI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sOj_Slf37GQ/s320/ryan+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2977476746386568049?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2977476746386568049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2977476746386568049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2977476746386568049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2977476746386568049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/STshX43mIeI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sOj_Slf37GQ/s72-c/ryan+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3523504378363292956</id><published>2008-11-22T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T12:05:22.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, yeah, yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, you all love looking at my beautiful sister's pic, but it's time for a new post-I get it ...it's been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;....but I was SICK for like 2 weeks then went to California for fun and Oklahoma to WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some Disneyland pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271573832439595122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShkeHnOgHI/AAAAAAAAApw/4ghQJNb8j6s/s320/disneyland+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271573791206288114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShkbuAcKvI/AAAAAAAAApY/CQc-rHgdg00/s320/disneyland+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271573820963458514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShkdc3GjdI/AAAAAAAAApo/Hg_Ms4ueULA/s320/disneyland+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271573801128114018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShkcS9_N2I/AAAAAAAAApg/up6uDwpaiEE/s320/disneyland+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ryan kept begging and begging me to take his picture in front of the castle-Finally I gave in. Seriously, what guy doesn't love their pic in front of the castle-makes them look like such a MAN :&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271573841798295506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShkeqeg79I/AAAAAAAAAp4/VXX_6Iv6U7k/s320/disneyland+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ashes were so bad from the fires over there that we had them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drifting&lt;/span&gt; onto our faces and hair and sometimes in our mouth. YUCK! Check out the sky-1/2 ash 1/2 beautiful blue sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572545037107490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShjTLqjgSI/AAAAAAAAApA/5vl61LrxjjI/s320/disneyland+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572528577403938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShjSOWQXCI/AAAAAAAAAow/9GedX-ewJkA/s320/disneyland+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572537386623282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShjSvKiYTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/G1Gc4kWEAcE/s320/disneyland+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was so weird, but the sun was so cool looking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572548717741026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShjTZYFg-I/AAAAAAAAApI/8g5Zj2GIGLo/s320/disneyland+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like this kid ;) His hair was so funny-seriously-lets give a kid a haircut and miss just a few strands. he had on some sweet sweats and a little brother that had the same 'do. weird! and funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271572558542617554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShjT9-hO9I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Ei-XS1OHad8/s320/disneyland+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a couple of good old Oklahoma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271575049213413842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShlk8ctidI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Nhwk0sbF7Uc/s320/disneyland+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There is a squirrel in that....he was running around the whole time we were eating lunch.  CUTE&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271575021382208850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShljUxPDVI/AAAAAAAAAqA/V1j9Dcak_xI/s320/disneyland+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/31541124-3523504378363292956?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3523504378363292956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3523504378363292956' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3523504378363292956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3523504378363292956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-yeah-yeah.html' title='yeah, yeah, yeah'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SShkeHnOgHI/AAAAAAAAApw/4ghQJNb8j6s/s72-c/disneyland+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7162618821967004830</id><published>2008-11-05T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:07:49.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SRHEeCJAMpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BZrbyiKwuf4/s1600-h/jane+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205459622572690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SRHEeCJAMpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BZrbyiKwuf4/s320/jane+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; best Older Sister a girl could have! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ust&lt;/span&gt; talented in about everything (cooking, photography, sewing, games, sports, blogging, MAC computer skills, mothering her kids-you name it!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205464153156114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SRHEeTBLahI/AAAAAAAAAoo/mNCuQd7vZ4s/s320/jane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;friend, and really good friend. I can call for advice or motivation and she's always got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; ice as can be and always helping others and looking out for everyone. She is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beeson&lt;/span&gt; Family GLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205461135064498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SRHEeHxm_bI/AAAAAAAAAoY/oU5_ccL2jwk/s320/jane" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xample&lt;/span&gt; to many. Her children, young women and to me! and let's not forget that she knows how to have FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205463710811042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SRHEeRXtw6I/AAAAAAAAAog/NtxKEWpu4Ds/s320/jane1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;. Have a great day!&lt;/span&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/31541124-7162618821967004830?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7162618821967004830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7162618821967004830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7162618821967004830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7162618821967004830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/11/janer.html' title='Janer'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SRHEeCJAMpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BZrbyiKwuf4/s72-c/jane+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1315261190579318709</id><published>2008-10-24T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:43:05.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice to know you are wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;even when you don't want to be wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I told myself that when I quit my job that I would take every sub job that came and I would work everyday that I could.  Today I decided that "work" does not have to include working for money.  This week has been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;TOO CRAZY&lt;/span&gt; and my room is a disaster, and some other areas of the house are screaming my name.  I decided last night that I was not going to accept a sub job if they called today.  Which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; hard for me.  But I figure that my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;mental stability&lt;/span&gt; is riding on this day. I better do something about it quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I am pretty sure I share with my sister &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tayloreightthisisus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt; the non-ability to say &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"NO."&lt;/span&gt;  (Correct me if I am wrong sis) But I remember a conversation in Utah and I think we were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;reading comics that were suppose to teach us how to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So I got one call to sub today at 5:59am.  I hung up on it.  Then I turned my ringer off and went back to bed.  I got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;more calls.  They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; today.  I almost took one, but by the time I got out of bed, showered and got there class would have been over (half day). Then I started to feel bad and lazy, here I am laying around, and what if they don't find a sub?  I know, they always work it out, but still.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So I ripped the sheets off my bed and started some laundry and sat down to blog.  Do you see the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;above.  That is where another job came in and I took it.  oh, the irony.  But at least it doesn't start until noon and I get done at 2:20.  Art class.  Piece of cake : )&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/31541124-1315261190579318709?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1315261190579318709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1315261190579318709' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1315261190579318709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1315261190579318709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-to-know-you-are-wanted.html' title='Nice to know you are wanted'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6324549815250297980</id><published>2008-10-23T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:27:11.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.....</title><content type='html'>I got an aerobics class....well temporarily (until mid Dec), but a class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was subbing an aqua class on Tuesday and they asked if I could start Wed, so I said sure and I am paying for it.  So sore!!!  I spent overworked myself on Monday and Tuesday (preparing a new routine, softball and running for the RAGNAR) and crashed last night. The new release for my class will be in 2 weeks, so that is going to consume my days.  I didn't buy it since I didn't have a class, but now I have to cram!  Good news, I can up my calorie intake-ha ha,SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting pics soon from the Summit and I am going to the Demolition Derby this weekend at the state fair (Yippee) and we are having a pupkin carving party at my house on Sunday.  Should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6324549815250297980?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6324549815250297980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6324549815250297980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6324549815250297980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6324549815250297980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title='Finally.....'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2539041929734038676</id><published>2008-10-13T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:01:41.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been busy-so is life?? right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;lucky/ blessed&lt;/span&gt; to get a substitute job pretty much everyday since I quit my job.  I also have been called for last minute health screenings.  Last week I was doing health coaching for employees of a casino, and the rest of this week I will doing them for a credit agency.  It is kind of repetitive, but a nice change from Saxon math, spelling lists, bathroom/drink breaks, hand sanitizer and more hand saniziter and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;poopy pants&lt;/span&gt;-----yes, poopy pants.  (not me, a little boy at school and it smelled!.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have decided that I like Jr. High the best. I could see myself teaching Jr. High at some point, but we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just got called as the fellowshipping co-chair in my new ward and I am on the summit commitee.  We have a yearly ward campout called summit.  It is this weekend and I am in charge of the video night and get to know you games.  I am excited, but it will be nice when it is over.  I also have been working on new water aerobics routines and spending time with a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BoY!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just got back from Cali and had a ton of fun.  Saw Napoleon Dynamite at church in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hollywood &lt;/span&gt;and I am pretty sure that the inspiration for his charater in the movie came from the free spirits in that very ward.  Funny!  Last night was a good night-first night in my own bed in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12 nights&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  Don't get any ideas-I am a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;good girl!&lt;/span&gt;  I was sleeping at a friend's house while her roommate was in Barbados for a week, then we left to Cali.  Let me tell you what,  it is hard not sleeping in your own bed and it felt so nice to fit back into MY mold in MY bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Played softball tonight.  I have been playing between 2 and 3 times a week.  I made a couple good throws in to 2nd base tonight  ( I was playing 2nd but relaying the ball in the the short stop at 2nd).  They were just short of tagging a couple people out.  I was so upset.  Then when the game was over I was leaving and an all men's team came up to me and said they needed a 2nd baseman and asked if I would stay and play.  I laughed and said, "sure, you got a hat to hide my hair" and they said yeah, and then I walked away----they must be desparate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahhhhhh......feels good to get all that out and check blogging off my list of things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2539041929734038676?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2539041929734038676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2539041929734038676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2539041929734038676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2539041929734038676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2445923551330451476</id><published>2008-10-01T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:06:21.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Momma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_3WUHtJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NC-KBP1355U/s1600-h/HPIM0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252322916791989394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_3WUHtJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NC-KBP1355U/s320/HPIM0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_4EC_irI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FjiVFESstQ0/s1600-h/PICT0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252322929068182194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_4EC_irI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FjiVFESstQ0/s320/PICT0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_4N8Jt8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/c31mVTRBXn8/s1600-h/IMG_6142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252322931723843522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_4N8Jt8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/c31mVTRBXn8/s320/IMG_6142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_4twyXOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/tsOHGQayaEM/s1600-h/IMG_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252322940266110178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_4twyXOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/tsOHGQayaEM/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_46MJ79I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/g_lS9qaoMsI/s1600-h/IMG_8028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252322943602126802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_46MJ79I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/g_lS9qaoMsI/s320/IMG_8028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope you have a great birthday. Thanks for all that you do. You are a go-getter and always there to "go get" (done) anything that I need. I appreciate that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lizzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2445923551330451476?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2445923551330451476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2445923551330451476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2445923551330451476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2445923551330451476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-momma.html' title='Happy Birthday Momma!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SOP_3WUHtJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NC-KBP1355U/s72-c/HPIM0165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-414092993733309615</id><published>2008-09-17T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:20:42.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you are reading this, I have a challenge for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAY "HI"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179498946234114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG59BtnBwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/DOzJUsYCQxE/s320/hi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179502008847858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG59NHyzfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/-Q2K2WmoHKI/s320/hi6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179495004374370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG58zBzBWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_n8bfZFv7W8/s320/hi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247177240042294162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG35io8S5I/AAAAAAAAAew/8y5epZMUbwk/s320/hi4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247177239409265890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG35gSBDOI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Be83nSIr8as/s320/hi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247177246752715330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG357o1MkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/0KwzbZeiEOI/s320/neighbor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't care who you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;say Hi&lt;/span&gt; to.....but try to do it more often. I think it is a nice gesture that has been lost in our country. I remember after 9/11, although that was a tragic experience, it did a lot of good for our country for the next couple months. I remember driving down the road and everyone was being nice and waving and letting people in front of them. I remember &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;saying hi&lt;/span&gt; to the person behind me in line at the grocery store, or having a conversation with the person next to me at the gas pump. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have one serious issue that is driving me nuts....please forgive my ranting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was 1 for 4 of people &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;saying "Hi"&lt;/span&gt; back to me as I was walking to/from the temple today. Seriously???? I said "Hi" to 4 people and only 1 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;said "Hi"&lt;/span&gt; back. (I wish that one person knew what that meant to me) but I would like to point out that that is way above the average. And at the temple of all places. This has happened to me at church as well, just walking down the hallway---I say Hi and get nothin, nada, not even a glance in my direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am going to give the people not responding to my two letter word some slack. Maybe they don't hear me?? Or maybe it is that they are so shocked that someone would actually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;say "hi"&lt;/span&gt; that they don't know how to react.....but that is my point-why are they shocked? I would be happy with eye contact and a smile-ok, at this point, eye contact would be enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which brings me to another point.....If we can't even say hi at church or at the temple, I doubt we are saying hi at work, school, or just out and about and how can we be a good influence and start up conversation/do missionary work if we can't even do that much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was driving home from the temple tonight and saw 2 missionaries (yeah saying 2 missionaries is redundant, I know, but there could have been 4) and they were shaking hands with a guy at the bus stop and I saw the guy with a B of M in his hands! YES! I said a little prayer that he would read it. But you know what, I bet that whole conversation started with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a two letter word&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;-in case I haven't gotten my point across is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SAY "HI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Synonyms for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are you doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greetings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good morning/afternoon/night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Howdy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eye Contact and Smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holla!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247177238106035250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG35bbTVDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/FZBFDK6f2Qs/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247177238140944562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG35bjoALI/AAAAAAAAAeo/eJXytcS_gBc/s320/hello.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179501498184434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG59LOCsvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/wytcZ7oMzhc/s320/hi5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179505173366850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG59Y6RiEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/qi14ShV80yw/s320/yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-414092993733309615?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/414092993733309615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=414092993733309615' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/414092993733309615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/414092993733309615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/09/challenge.html' title='A challenge'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNG59BtnBwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/DOzJUsYCQxE/s72-c/hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5231645027989290335</id><published>2008-09-16T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:14:18.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Fatherly Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246754195745975714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNA3JH06raI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rlGAUFQwtQc/s400/IMG_2058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My Dad has been giving me some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dating&lt;/span&gt; advice lately-thanks Dad, not for the actual advice,(although it was good advice, just not good advice for me)but for a good chuckle. I'll explain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Case #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is constantly asking if I am dating anyone and the last time I said I was he said &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Play it cool."&lt;/span&gt; What??? Do you know me??? I run when boys like me, so I think I usually play it "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too cool&lt;/span&gt;" But thanks for trying :) And if any of you know my Dad-you might be laughing at that...I was, for sure! And he did too...later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So good advice, just not for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Case #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When having a conversation about a relationship and he has always told me "Don't Settle!" I have heard that over and over my whole life. (BTW-That is great fatherly advice and not the point of this post) It was the statement after that, that made me laugh. He kind of mumbled under his breath, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"But babies are nice too." &lt;/span&gt;My next thoughts were.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, well let me see if I can get Molly on the phone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DISCLAIMER&lt;/span&gt;: Dad-I am not picking on you and I hope no one thinks I am making fun of my Dad-they were just funny comments. My Dad is full of great advice and I know he only has my best intentions in mind. I appreciate our phone calls and when he (and my mom) are just "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;checkin&lt;/span&gt; in." I am blessed to have parents that do love and care and CALL.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for kicks and giggles here is my favorite quote from my dad &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"A man's got to recognize his limitations"&lt;/span&gt; (Dirty Harry) I have heard this a countless amount of times in my life and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I just smile and say " I know Dad." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love you Dad!!! (and you too, Mother Dear!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246756979876327378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNA5rLhUb9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/5f8iDAAaF2A/s400/IMG_8252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.S. Good pic of you two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5231645027989290335?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5231645027989290335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5231645027989290335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5231645027989290335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5231645027989290335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-fatherly-advice.html' title='Good Fatherly Advice'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SNA3JH06raI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rlGAUFQwtQc/s72-c/IMG_2058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-400803491422326762</id><published>2008-09-08T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:37:35.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>Subbing has been fun....and easy!  I have been to Kindergarten, 3rd grade, music class and today I went to "Special Ed."  I didn't exactly know what to expect, but my roommates assured me that I would not be left alone, and I would probably be subbing for the aide.  So I get to the high school and I can't find the office. That was fun.  Then I go to the front desk and the lady there hands me a folder and said the teacher left lesson plans on the desk---huh-what?  I am the only one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get to the class I find out that it is not special ed, but a resource class-where the students just do homework.  The teacher left a note stating that the whole school would be working on a writing assessment and that each class should be working on that.  Only the teacher did not know that the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; hour teacher collected them so the students didn't have them to bring to class and surprise, surprise-the students had nothing to do and they all happened to finish their books last night.....right....do I look stupid.  So eventually they all "just remembered" that they had an assignment due in one of their other classes and started working on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a prep hour right after lunch so I came home for an hour and a half-then headed back for my last class.  Best comment on the day.  One boy was getting mad at another because he passed the sign in paper the wrong way and he said to him "that's why you have to be in the class" it took everything in me to not ask-so what is your reason???  Then, that same boy showed me a laminated hall pass that he uses when he has a stomach ache and asked to go to the nurse-and never came back....probably didn't make it to the nurse, not my problem anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be Junior High English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week: Write Talk for Sunday (only been in the ward for a month-they always get me right away)&lt;br /&gt;Softball starts tonight and my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; league starts tomorrow-so excited!&lt;br /&gt;Babysit&lt;br /&gt;Temple&lt;br /&gt;D-Backs game???&lt;br /&gt;Teach Aerobics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-400803491422326762?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/400803491422326762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=400803491422326762' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/400803491422326762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/400803491422326762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2870377106827089829</id><published>2008-09-03T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:23:46.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go See This....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SL65fSJH0yI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oCUzxeFA8Nc/s1600-h/blackbeard1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241830963403019042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SL65fSJH0yI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oCUzxeFA8Nc/s400/blackbeard1602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.herbergertheater.org/blackbeard_the_musical"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for info.  My Friend Rob wrote it and composed all the music.  It was at MCC last year.  I was unable to see it but heard it was awesome.  It will be at the Herberger for the whole month of September shows at 2:00 and 7:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.....you can bring kids and it's a history lesson-about Pirates!!! What kid wouldn't love that???&lt;br /&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/31541124-2870377106827089829?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2870377106827089829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2870377106827089829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2870377106827089829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2870377106827089829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-see-this.html' title='Go See This....'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SL65fSJH0yI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oCUzxeFA8Nc/s72-c/blackbeard1602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-8284229946024723831</id><published>2008-08-31T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:54:33.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Body HATES Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This past week was the release of Aqua Dynamic 18. This means that there are 9 new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-choreographed songs that I had to learn to launch the new routine for our class. It takes a good month or so to get them all down. I still don't know all of them. So, in order to prepare for launch I have been practicing with the girls I launch with about 3 x week. It is hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lauch&lt;/span&gt; was this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;....Can you guess the theme?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240894042761384610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SLtlXUxA0qI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zaQJ9bI_9ow/s400/Aerobics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That's right-80's......songs included "Video Killed the Radio Star", "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" (notice the t-shirt), "Let's Groove Tonight", and "Like a Virgin"----also a little Michael Jackson, Elton John and George Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240894057588245666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SLtlYMAAxKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/zAyYX9ZMffM/s400/Aerobics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;From the cool down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240894047033554338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SLtlXkrk9aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/fU6f6LGrT2A/s400/Aerobics+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here I am demonstrating our Hamstring Curl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240894051657761602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SLtlX16Ew0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/PD20hDiee7k/s400/Aerobics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A move from our Abs track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I taught on Tuesday and then I had to practice "magic" on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; to teach on Thursday. After the practice on Wednesday I was cleaning a lot----so needless to say-I was so sore and tired by Thursday night. So what did I do on Saturday??? I went to the Les Mills Quarterly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't know that this was such a big deal, but it is. Les Mills does all the Body________ programs. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BodyPump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BodyStep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BodyJam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fav&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BodyVive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BodyCombat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;BodyAttack&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;BodyFlow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No one informed me that people that go to these things are way into the whole "Body by Les Mills" concept. Everyone there had clothes for every different class to match the program color. I was there in a t-shirt and shorts- and was the only one who didn't have like full work out gear on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway-it was fun and my body still hates me. I woke up today bruised-but I don't remember running into anything-so I think it is fighting back!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The coolest part of the day was when the Program director for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BodyJam&lt;/span&gt; from New Zealand taught the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;latest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BodyJam&lt;/span&gt; release. She is the one on all the posters and instructors videos. She was so cool to watch and it was a blast! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-8284229946024723831?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/8284229946024723831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=8284229946024723831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8284229946024723831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8284229946024723831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-body-hates-me.html' title='My Body HATES Me'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SLtlXUxA0qI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zaQJ9bI_9ow/s72-c/Aerobics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3499556265992403271</id><published>2008-08-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:17:36.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The down low on the job</title><content type='html'>Only 2 more days!!! They will probably be the two longest days ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to quit because I can not sit at a desk 8 hours a day and make phone calls to people who think I am a telemarketer, even though I am not.  I was calling between 50-100 people a day and leaving the same message over, and over and over.  It is really sad because I love the company and I loved actually being a health coach.  I have had a lot of great members that needed my help and I know that I have helped them, but it not what I want to do forever, so I decided it was time to move on.  There may be a part-time/on-call position for me in the future at that company in which I would travel around and do health screening for them. I would love to do that, so we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I will be a substitute teacher....for a couple reasons.  I have been thinking since I graduated and even before that of what I want to do, my dream job.  I realize that it probably won't fall in to my lap, so I have to get it done on my own.  So I have 3 business ideas that I am going to be working on.  One is corporate wellness and the other two dealing with childhood obesity/child fitness.  I have a lot of work ahead of me.  So by being in the schools, I will have the chance to work with kids, but more importantly do some research on curriculum that is taught to each grade level.  Also, I will now have about 3 additional hours each day-shorter day and no traffic!!! So this will give me time to take some more classes that I need, study for certifications and get the businesses rolling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about my decision and feel good about it.  It is going to be hard financially, but after being a student, I kind of got used to that....so nothing new!  Keep me in your prayers that the schools need me  and that I will finally get my own aerobics class at the gym.  The next slot that opens will probably be mine....in the mean time, I still get a membership at the gym for free and practicing for classes to sub is keeping me in shape :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of water aerobics-launch of the new material for all classes is this TUESDAY!!! So come-6:00 mesa club.  I will be dressed up and it will be fun. If you don't go to my gym and want to come, let me know, I will get you in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3499556265992403271?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3499556265992403271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3499556265992403271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3499556265992403271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3499556265992403271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/08/down-low-on-job.html' title='The down low on the job'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7523523232516002137</id><published>2008-08-13T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:43:55.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Day Ever!</title><content type='html'>I quit my job!  That is all I have to say.....for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-7523523232516002137?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7523523232516002137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7523523232516002137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7523523232516002137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7523523232516002137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-day-ever.html' title='Best Day Ever!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6876230778327024638</id><published>2008-08-05T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:50:01.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pics!?!</title><content type='html'>So, now that I have my computer fixed, I know that I have no excuse not to blog, but I am used to being selfish and reading everyone else's and not having to write on my own.   I am enjoying that, and it is hard to think of what to blog about.  I decided to go through the pic CD I just got from Kristin. I was going to blog about my vacation to Utah, but the picture won't load. Now you get to hear about what I did today : ) Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work.  Sound exciting, nope. It wasn't.  It was the longest day of my life.  I swear the clock would not move!  I got yelled out by a lady who was really ticked abou the set up of a program we are part of.  Since she didn't do what she was suppose to she has to pay more for her health insurance next year.  We are a 3rd party hired out to do health coaching-we did not design the program.  But I ticked her off when I told her next year she might want to try and be proactive.  OOPS! She preceeded to yell at me for about 15 minutes...blah blah blah.  This is Day 2 of the month long appeals process on this account.  So I am sure I will get a ear full everyday for the rest of the month.  Yippee! Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made paper airplanes with the guy I sit next to. Mine kicked butt.  I need to work on the actually flying part of the whole process though. I can fold pretty good-and then the guys make them fly.  I am sure if there are more days like today I will be an expert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting hungry later in the day, so my friend offered me some "FMW's." (Frosted Mini Wheats.)  I didn't really want them, but they were something, so I said sure. He dropped the bag on my desk and they spills everywhere-the crumbs and dried frosting part.  I looked at the bag and started to laugh so hard.  He had them in a sandwich bag, but instead of using the bag the way it was intended-tucking the flap in and then flipping the other part inside out and tucking it over-he had it taped shut.  I asked if he always did that and he said yeah.  Um-Derrick-do you know how to use sandwich bags?  Nope-he didn't.  It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I came home and got ready to teach my water aerobics class.  Kick butt work out. Now I am home.  Going to watch a movie, eat dinner, and do some laundry.  Sorry for the boring post-but at least it was a post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6876230778327024638?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6876230778327024638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6876230778327024638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6876230778327024638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6876230778327024638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-pics.html' title='No Pics!?!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4179221637814137685</id><published>2008-07-24T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:31.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day-Long Weekend=Long Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I know this is way over due, but remember how my computer was broken? And I just got a CD full of pictures from this summer so far. So I am going to post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For memorial day a group of us went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Showlow&lt;/span&gt; to our friend Jordan's house. IT was in the mountains. A cute little house surrounded by tall trees. We got up there right after the snow had melted. So it was wet, but smelled so good. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226750496150296962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkl4jyimYI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ECEAtlbh6oY/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate tons of food, watched movies, played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;, made up Mormon games, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rumikub&lt;/span&gt;. The boys played in a softball tournament. It was a nice relaxing weekend. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747340202559298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkjA299x0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/j1XzjLTGEtE/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747337351712226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkjAsWRTeI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9eYZcC7qkkM/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Eric was dog sitting and couldn't find another person to dog sit, so he brought Boomer along. Everyone knows how much I love dogs, so this was extremely fun for me (I am being sarcastic, in case you don't know me.) But by the end of the trip, we were kind of friends and I think she liked me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226750492356768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkl4VqF8RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bvXiYrvCgsw/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226750482506431714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkl3w9lvOI/AAAAAAAAAcA/o9Ywpq7iv8I/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went to church and then decided to go for a Sunday drive in the woods. Eric not only brought a dog, but he brought his dirt bike too. So he and Jordan took turns riding that, while we rode along in the back of the car. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747348256469842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkjBU-Ks1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/ijqKEQYIj-8/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747362698198514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkjCKxV_fI/AAAAAAAAAaY/isLspxpEJBI/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747354660424466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkjBs0_SxI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JFXtTJJUsuA/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226748421032522802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkj_xX6NDI/AAAAAAAAAag/xS9YjEPZemA/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation that took place that Sunday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric: Lizzie, you want to go for a ride &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226748426956488706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkAHcSwAI/AAAAAAAAAao/oAEejLHKPI4/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: No, I don't really want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone in the car&lt;/strong&gt;: Lizzie go, it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eric&lt;/strong&gt;: I'll be careful, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eric&lt;/strong&gt;: Here, take this helmet (the Dirt Biking Helmet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, you wear that, I'll wear the skateboarding helmet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226748433073064322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkAeOmSYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YrEHdOw6_1I/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eric:&lt;/strong&gt; Are you sure? I'll wear that one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Let me tuck my pants into my boots to they don't get caught, and so I can finish off my SEXY dirt bike riding outfit. I am really trying hard, but Eric I think you got me beat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226749241520107682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkvh7ZMKI/AAAAAAAAAbY/CW6n6vYu7U4/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY THOUGHTS-WHAT AM I DOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226749236618165970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkvPqrftI/AAAAAAAAAbI/G5B3PvNEOCo/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now riding on the bike....the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226749238466351250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkvWjUkJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CKVW5fBi0cY/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The road opens up and Eric starts to go faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: My mom would kill me if she knew I was on the back of this. That was a rule we had-never get in the back of a 2 door car, and don't ride on the back of motorcycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eric&lt;/strong&gt;: These are so safe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road turns, and we crash. I land on Eric and roll off to the side. The truck was right behind us and they come running. I was laughing my head off thinking-that did not just happen. And then I look at Eric and stop laughing. He was beat up pretty bad. And had he not had on that helmet he would of had a broken face-since he broke the helmet when he hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226749247725992594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkv5C_epI/AAAAAAAAAbg/wiXpR05bUGM/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ripped a pair of pants and my knee got scraped up a bit. I was sore for a few days. I haven't let him live this down, and probably won't!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226749251809221458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkkwIQgm1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/VTAwHQnmX1I/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the accident, we were in the car waiting for the boys to load up the broken dirt bike, and it took a while and we started driving back and saw a bug crash on his ATV, so we picked him up as well as his ATV and took him back to his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226750474653959698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkl3TtahhI/AAAAAAAAAbw/L-5W-VzrDd8/s400/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4179221637814137685?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4179221637814137685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4179221637814137685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4179221637814137685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4179221637814137685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/07/memorial-day-long-weekendlong-post.html' title='Memorial Day-Long Weekend=Long Post'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SIkl4jyimYI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ECEAtlbh6oY/s72-c/B-day,+Cabin,+Utah+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-295798693037951284</id><published>2008-07-20T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:44:26.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Game</title><content type='html'>Here is a fun little game... leave a comment on my blog of a memory that you and I have had together. It doesn't matter if you've known me for a short time or a long time, anything that you remember! Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It is pretty funny to read the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you are playing and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. On your mark... get set... blog those memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-295798693037951284?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/295798693037951284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=295798693037951284' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/295798693037951284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/295798693037951284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/07/memory-game.html' title='Memory Game'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1371009678238787271</id><published>2008-07-20T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:23:47.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 7th Ward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So today was my last day in my ward :( For the past 4 years I have been in the University Stake. It is a stake made up of 8 singles wards, until next Sunday. 3 of the wards-including mine are being dissolved. I have been in my current ward for almost 2 years. It is such a great ward and I am really sad to be leaving it. I will now be going to a different singles ward and not even in one of the 5 remaining wards. I checked it out a month ago and I went to the new member meeting. I was the only one in there that had not just graduated....from HIGH SCHOOL!!! Now I feel old. In 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ward, I was not old, I was young. Oh well, I will make the best of it, at least I have a ward to go to :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had an extra long sacrament meeting, and then the Bishopric and their wives spoke to us and then we had a dinner and then a fireside-talk about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LLLOOOONNNGGGGG&lt;/span&gt; Sunday. It is 7:00 and I just got home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am going to put on my comfy clothes and hang out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the schedule for this week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Body Jam :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Water Aerobics practice and team teaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ward goodbye party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Teaching instruction course at my gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner with friends/old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roomies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, Tyler was baptised and I was asked to lead the music. I did fine until mom was messing up on the piano-which to her credit-it was a weird player piano and those are hard to play-and I started to laugh. And then on the closing hymn Brigham made me laugh by getting a little TOO into the primary song about rainbows. I could not help but laugh. Sorry to those there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the baptism, mom and dad went to a reception and I went out a blew a bunch of money on things I really didn't need. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ulta&lt;/span&gt; and bought new makeup, and Cat Walk Curls Rock line of product to try out on my curls. I bought the shampoo/conditioner a couple weeks ago and love it, so I thought I would try out the rest. I used it today and not too excited about it. I also bought my favorite perfume right now called "shine" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;incanto&lt;/span&gt;. LOVE IT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I met up with m &amp;amp; d to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mamma&lt;/span&gt; Mia. I have seen it 2 times-once in Tucson and once in NYC, so I know the story. It was good. Probably would have been better if I didn't know what was going to happen. A little dirty at times though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;-enough for now-going to go veg out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1371009678238787271?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1371009678238787271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1371009678238787271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1371009678238787271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1371009678238787271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/07/bye-bye-7th-ward.html' title='Bye Bye 7th Ward'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5499085422074475793</id><published>2008-07-14T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:31:23.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Yeah!! I am typing this blog from my computer that is back up and running!  After months of not working, I can't express how excited I am to have a function computer that runs well and doesn't make noises all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will be catching up on a lot of blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Birthday, Dirt Bike Wrecks, Utah, Softball, Water Aerobics, and more!! Can't Wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5499085422074475793?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5499085422074475793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5499085422074475793' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5499085422074475793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5499085422074475793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3963431689465075518</id><published>2008-04-23T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:33.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Guessed It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam Anderson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in all her glory!!! It was hard keeping my "rack" in place. I had a back ache by the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some more pictures from "People's Choice Awards."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the activity, everyone dresses up like someone famous, we walk the red carpet and then awards are given in categories such as "Most likely to...... (be a millionaire, be on America's Next Top Model/American Idol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They also vote for "best searcher for their mate in 2008" (our ward theme for this year is "Find a Mate in 2008-next year is will be "Online in '09")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was nominated for Most likely to be on Dancing with the Stars and Most &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;athletic, but did not win in either category.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676461311635202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAXusYDLwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AbT6c-8H_vs/s400/people%27s+choice+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mitch and I presented the award for the girl/guy in the ward with the biggest and best heart. We did a little skit to present. They had the Baywatch music playing and I ran in slow motion across the stage. I then said that I was late because I was saving a guy who was pretending to drown to get a little mouth to mouth and that I was asked the present that award because I knew a thing or "2" about being the BIGGEST and the best. I think it was pretty funny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676491376406322" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAXwcYDLzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/BZOc1QudWgo/s400/people%27s+choice+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me with Jordan Hatch-I have no idea "who" he was-just a dirk bike racer??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676499966340930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAXw8YDL0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/BoguLy0nBQc/s400/people%27s+choice+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few of the Deal or No Deal crew showed up &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676474196537106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAXvcYDLxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0hQwJBKRNIE/s400/people%27s+choice+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls from The sound of Music and Me doing one of my best Baywatch faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192676482786471714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAXv8YDLyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/6h2MrEsnEas/s400/people%27s+choice+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me with my roommate, Jill, who was "Cat Woman" for the evening (Her boyfriend was Batman)-in her skin tight body suit- MEOW! Again-another great Baywatch face. Ha Ha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192681108466249618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAb9MYDL5I/AAAAAAAAAYg/1GsruAurdVs/s400/people%27s+choice+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam and Eve escaped the Garden to make it to down the red carpet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192681082696445794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAb7sYDL2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/p2fDnvi129A/s400/people%27s+choice+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think you know this one.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192681095581347698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAb8cYDL3I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wtadfuWq8EY/s400/people%27s+choice+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mario Bros action-I was a little disappointed that Yoshi couldn't be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192681104171282306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAb88YDL4I/AAAAAAAAAYY/JyY6g1MXPd0/s400/people%27s+choice+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And of course we had our "Bells of the Ball" . This is Bishop Sandstrom and his wife and her princess Gazelle competition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3963431689465075518?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3963431689465075518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3963431689465075518' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3963431689465075518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3963431689465075518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-guessed-it.html' title='You Guessed It!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAXusYDLwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AbT6c-8H_vs/s72-c/people%27s+choice+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3071175523718294698</id><published>2008-04-20T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:35.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>44:36</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Before the Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEMYDL7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/LoxkeOtrZ9k/s1600-h/race3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192684527260217266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEMYDL7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/LoxkeOtrZ9k/s400/race3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEcYDL8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/LbKiyGu_mH0/s1600-h/race4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192684531555184578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEcYDL8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/LbKiyGu_mH0/s400/race4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After the Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEcYDL9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/unkWMOlmups/s1600-h/race2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192684531555184594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEcYDL9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/unkWMOlmups/s400/race2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192684522965249954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfD8YDL6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/1rEPcUf1ot8/s400/race1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SAucWyEFWZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/q1HJQ926qbc/s1600-h/after+race+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SAucXCEFWaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/y0eS1NAOfGg/s1600-h/before+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My time in Pat's Run. A 4.2 mile run in rememberance of Pat Tillman #42 (arizona football player)-who died at war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I headed up a group from our ward-we had a total of 27 people there. Never saw half of them. The race has grown each year and I think this year there were 15,000+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to get to church-so I will blog more later about the run and my best running song ever-but here are some pics and a couple to get you interested in my next post about our ward activity known as "People's Choice Awards." Can you guess who I dressed up as?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191414919274518962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SAucXSEFWbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/W1D2-1y9MEU/s400/people%27s+choice+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191414932159420866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SAucYCEFWcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/baE_mNOxe8o/s400/people%27s+choice+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3071175523718294698?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3071175523718294698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3071175523718294698' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3071175523718294698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3071175523718294698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/04/4436.html' title='44:36'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SBAfEMYDL7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/LoxkeOtrZ9k/s72-c/race3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3644159648046450486</id><published>2008-04-15T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:46:19.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I know....</title><content type='html'>It has been way to long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a quick update of things I have been doing, and will be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My schedule at work, is changing, for the 3rd time in 4 months-starting next week.  uhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;*I have been getting my ward set up for "Pat's Run" a fun run in memory of Pat Tillman. 4.2 mile run-this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;*Last weekend I went to a training to teach water aerobics-the most challenging weekend I can remember-physically, mentally, and emotionally.  I have a new respect for group fitness instructors and the time they put in to planning classes.  I should be teaching classes within the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;*I am getting ready to go through the temple! So excited! &lt;br /&gt;*Watching Biggest Loser fianlly right now-Go Ally!&lt;br /&gt;*I will be dressing up like CJ (Pam Anderson) on Baywatch for our ward party this weekend-lifeguard shirt, red shorts, breast implants, blonde wig and sunglasses.  We have people's choice award.  I am up for most likely to be on Dancing with the Stars and Most athletic.  I will bepresenting the award for the biggest and best heart along with "Mitch."&lt;br /&gt;*QT opened up across from the cursed Circle K-Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3644159648046450486?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3644159648046450486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3644159648046450486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3644159648046450486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3644159648046450486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-i-know.html' title='Yes, I know....'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7091608909741131130</id><published>2008-03-16T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:37.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know where to begin???!!!! I heart NYC!!!! That was the most exhausting vacation ever! I don't even think I could call it vacation. Maybe vacation from eating right and keeping a budget! Jane was so much fun to go with and had a lot on her list for us to go do. It was great. We ate and ate and walked and walked some more. We averaged about 15 miles a day. I was looking for a shirt that said" I ate my way through the Big Apple" because it would have been true. I think it was the best frist trip to NYC that anyone could of had....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except for the fact that I booked the wrong flight and didn't realize it until I got the work the day I was suppose to leave. It cost a lot, but I changed it and left when I thought I was scheduled to leave. Then, when I got to the airport, since I had changed flights I got lucky enough to get searched. Tons of fun. But all that aside, it was a great trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Jenn was there working at the Empire State Building, so she hooked us up with a sweet hotel right in the middle of Manhatten (at least I think it was the middle, but I don't know where we were.) and She also got us free tickets to the top of the building.  My ears were popping going up in the elevator.  When she got off work we would go meet her and hang out for the evening. Jane left Friday and Jenn and I stayed and shopped and hung out with our friend Rustin, who is going to dental school there.  We also saw Mama Mia.  It was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544078295748642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93iZvCFUCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/rRLcGUSHOYw/s400/NYC+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178541046048837554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93fpPCFT7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/w6RNmpD-Mss/s400/ESB+clouds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178541054638772162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93fpvCFT8I/AAAAAAAAAVw/WK5TjHk6m-w/s400/NYC+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178541063228706770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93fqPCFT9I/AAAAAAAAAV4/SR2gyE9NMPY/s400/NYC+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Jane's blog for the quick day by day of what we did. I took all of my pictures on my camera after Jane left because we were using her camera for everything, so I don't have any pics with her, but here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178541067523674082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93fqfCFT-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/8KcIHF26CfU/s400/NYC+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time square after Mama Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178541076113608690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93fq_CFT_I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Hawvl446I4U/s400/NYC+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; In a cute little park eating my first New York Bagel.  It was sooo good!!! I got an everything bagel with olive cream cheese on half and cheddar/bacon on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544095475617858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93iavCFUEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/TKuKIQyvvq0/s400/NYC+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me trying the Pinkberry ice cream and hating it.  Jenn loved it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544065410846722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93iY_CFUAI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xXQ0flNbt1g/s400/NYC+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544074000781330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93iZfCFUBI/AAAAAAAAAWY/X_ev7GrMAtc/s400/NYC+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544086885683250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93iaPCFUDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/uuBXhCbzXOM/s400/NYC+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-7091608909741131130?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7091608909741131130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7091608909741131130' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7091608909741131130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7091608909741131130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-york-city.html' title='New York City'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R93iZvCFUCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/rRLcGUSHOYw/s72-c/NYC+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2957185790059677804</id><published>2008-03-04T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:37.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Overload!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R83niHBmYCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sMxsqVJvNDQ/s1600-h/We+are+the+Champions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174046120105893922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R83niHBmYCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sMxsqVJvNDQ/s400/We+are+the+Champions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I have started this new job, I hate coming home to my computer. I don't want anything to do with it-blogging included :) I spend enough time with the one at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has been getting better, maybe because the computers broke last week so we all just got to hang out???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday night my city league softball played in a tournament. To make it to the tournament you have to one of the top two teams for each night (there are four nights that co-ed leagues play) So there are a total of 8 teams in the tournament. We placed 2nd in our Thursday night league, but we were seated 8th in the tournament. The way bracketing works in the worst team plays the best team in the first round. So we played the best team first...it was a close game and we beat them by 1 run. So we played again. WE were up by 1 run again in the next game, but we made the 3rd out wtih 1 second left on the clock, so the game should have been over, but we had to play another inning and we ended up beating them by 7 instead of 1. So we played again (game #3) and we played really, really well and ended up scoring 24 runs!!! My last at bat, I hit an in the park homer, and it wasn't even due to errors!! It was a lot of fun and we won the championship!!! Here is our team pic. I just got my hair cut and I was having trouble getting it out of my face so I had a headband on and I look so stupid...but whatever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane and I are going to NYC next week with my friend Jenn. I am sooooooo excited!!! I have never been and always wanted to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to dollar taco night at Cafe Rio with my roomies and girl friends and then to Body Jam!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to be more consistant with blogging...I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/31541124-2957185790059677804?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2957185790059677804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2957185790059677804' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2957185790059677804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2957185790059677804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/03/computer-overload.html' title='Computer Overload!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R83niHBmYCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sMxsqVJvNDQ/s72-c/We+are+the+Champions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3528508033212371694</id><published>2008-02-16T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:39.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday and Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been forever since I have posted. I just don't ever feel like blogging anymore. Probably has to do with the fact that I sit on my butt in front of a computer for 8 hrs a day. I have developed a permanent know by my right shoulder blade from using the mouse. and I have a stiff neck all of the time. I am trying to like my job...there are just a lot of rules to abide by. I like the work and talking to people and helping them, it is just hard to do that with all the other stipulations. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night I went out with about 6 other people from work for dinner. We are all the same age and have all just graduated from college. Most of them moved here for the job. I have never hung out with all non-members before. It it fun, but different all at the same time. I have never felt different than my friends, but it was kind of weird. All they talk about it clubbing and drinking. The guys all had beers and the girls were talking about how they were drunk the night before. It is just foreign to me. But---we had a good time anyway and they make my job more entertaining. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I slept in a little before heading to our church B-ball game. For those of you who know me well, you know that I DON'T play B-Ball. This year I signed up because at the the end of every season a lot of the girls stop showing up and those who do show up end up not having any subs. So I figured even if I was horrible at playing I could at lease sub in and give the good players a break. LAst week, I had a hard time adjusting to the game and this week I was a little more comfortable and I actually made TWO, yes TWO, baskets. Dad called after to talk about the game and ask me how I did and he had a hard time believing that I made any. He asked if they were free throws and he was surprised when I said NO!!! Maybe I have some hidden "balla" skillz. I think the more I play the more familiar I will become with the sport.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have always steers away from sports like that. I don't like people in my space trying to get what I have. Soccer is the same way. I apologize all the time and I don't like getting in someone's face or someone in mine. Today I was trying to pass and a girl just came and took the ball right out of my hands. I was like "ok- you can have it :)" In 7th grade I made th b-ball team and dribbled a couple steps the wrong way and the coaches never put me in again. Since then, I have always had a fear of basketball.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, I came home and went on a walk with my roommate Christine and then we went to Jason's Deli for lunch. It is cold and we wanted soup. Then I came home and changed the sheets on my bed and did laundry and took a nap-that I really really needed! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No plans for tonight yet, but I am sure something will come up, there is always something to do 'round here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom and Dad-thanks for the help today :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some random pics that I have been meaning to post for a while. Some are from the institute Christmas dance and some are from the Halloween dance....the stake was adding the background effects so it took a while to get them done. Enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167756032377068578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R7eOu0O3nCI/AAAAAAAAAVA/paY72ckSsLk/s400/liz+and+jill5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167756028082101266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R7eOukO3nBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pNb-qEe0OLM/s400/liz+and+jill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167756040967003186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R7eOvUO3nDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5Z4ANsYfXRM/s400/liz+and+jill3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167756040967003202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R7eOvUO3nEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4w0WJJlarh4/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167756045261970514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R7eOvkO3nFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UnFJNkp4qVU/s400/proposal+at+gun+point.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3528508033212371694?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3528508033212371694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3528508033212371694' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3528508033212371694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3528508033212371694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday-and-pics.html' title='Saturday and Pics'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R7eOu0O3nCI/AAAAAAAAAVA/paY72ckSsLk/s72-c/liz+and+jill5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1973781023873275880</id><published>2008-01-29T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:05:19.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M*A*S*H</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so remember the game M*A*S*H??? You know the game where you write down 4 guys/girls, 5 dream cars and their color, your 5 dream jobs, the number of kids you want etc. and then you pick a number and start crossing things off in each category until your life is planned out?  Well, we played that at work yesterday.  But we only got to chose 2 of the 4 items in each category.  So my co-workers would put down things I would never want, like a lime green ford fiesta with a racing stripe as one of my car options.  It was funny.  So my game of MASH told me that I am going to marry Michael Vic (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so I don't even know who he is or what he did, but I know that he is in jail for doing something pretty bad) at the age of 40, after he gets out of jail of course-he must be in for a while.  We are going to have 5 kids and we are going to live in Guadalupe and I am going to work with obese kids and make a Million dollars a year.  We live in a mansion and I drive a brown, boat-like Buick.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, well that is not the point of the story.  I was kind of the instigator of the whole game. I was the one writing down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; list and doing the crossing off and reading out their life story.  I did it for the guy sitting next to me, and the girl across from me and the girl sitting next to me. But then it got a little awkward.  You see, the other girl across from me....uh...well, you read the deleted post...you know.  So she was listening to us play and I kind of think she was waiting for me to tell her it was her turn, but I just couldn't!!! Was I suppose to write down Jessica Simpson or Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt; (both were already included in the other lists).  So I kind of just acted like I got really busy and didn't really have time to do another one.  But we all know that was not true.  I have yet to be busy while at work.  Anyway, I just wanted to share my awkward little moment.  I don't think I know how to handle the situation yet.  Maybe one day...it will just take a little getting used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On my way to Body Jam!!! My favorite class at the gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1973781023873275880?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1973781023873275880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1973781023873275880' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1973781023873275880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1973781023873275880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/01/mash.html' title='M*A*S*H'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-205201183367696272</id><published>2008-01-04T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:39.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations Todd and Molly!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R35mKnJl91I/AAAAAAAAAUw/xJmrqnp6RVY/s1600-h/engaged2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151667356252370770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R35mKnJl91I/AAAAAAAAAUw/xJmrqnp6RVY/s400/engaged2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/31541124-205201183367696272?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/205201183367696272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=205201183367696272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/205201183367696272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/205201183367696272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/01/yeah.html' title='Yeah!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R35mKnJl91I/AAAAAAAAAUw/xJmrqnp6RVY/s72-c/engaged2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6319073686615105250</id><published>2008-01-01T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:42.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Things I Should Have Done On New Year's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Instead of the mass Singles party at Polar Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#1 Hung out with my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150584242809730738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qNFHJl9rI/AAAAAAAAATg/u5Yp-76D8j8/s320/IMG_2115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(J/K my parents are fun, they don't belong on this list of crappy things, and that is probably what I really should have done.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#2 Gone to bed, along with Kathy, who was smart to leave after only being there for 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150594537846339394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qWcXJl90I/AAAAAAAAAUo/5UXPXZvtqRs/s320/new+years+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#3 Committed a felony, to get put in the slammer just in time for my New Year's Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150590839879497458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qTFHJl9vI/AAAAAAAAAUA/JmN8pCKV5m8/s320/halloween+2007005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Eaten this can of cheese! DELICIOUS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150593232176281378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qVQXJl9yI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Pu18CTCaOIM/s320/new+years+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#5 Tried out hair styles for Molly's wedding. I really like this one, but I would have to get hair extensions and I don't think I look good as a blonde...(see jailbird pic above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150590831289562834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qTEnJl9tI/AAAAAAAAATw/qgDNY5yGC3E/s320/bad+hair+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#6 Stayed on our lovely white couch, in my velour sweatsuit and watched the "My super sweet 16" Marathon on MTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150590848469432066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qTFnJl9wI/AAAAAAAAAUI/AlqFxoEBaJ0/s320/new+years+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#7 Got Drunk??? I have heard that when you are drunk, sometimes you don't remember what you did.  That might have been a good idea....to forget the most boring night ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150590831289562850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qTEnJl9uI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cVyHeW-0aMw/s320/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Let me explain...we had a visiting teaching Fondue party and one of the recipes needed beer, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; bought a beer, we just had a little extra and no we did not drink one drop. And yes our Bishop knows, someone sent this picture to him already, so don't freak out :) Probably not the best way to "Avoid the appearance of evil", I know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#8 Cleaned all the floorboards and windows in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150584251399665346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qNFnJl9sI/AAAAAAAAATo/Oa3B_vbfoWU/s320/PICT0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Danced...by myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150584225629861538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qNEHJl9qI/AAAAAAAAATY/w_8JzWF93Y4/s320/11252006+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;#10 As if the CAN of cheese wasn't enought...I could Eat a few tubes of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cheetos&lt;/span&gt;" flavored lip balm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150593232176281394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qVQXJl9zI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qGMjqYCM_Jk/s320/cheetos-lip-balm-753009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;.....Yes, it was THAT bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 08! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6319073686615105250?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6319073686615105250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6319073686615105250' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6319073686615105250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6319073686615105250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-ten-things-i-should-have-done-on.html' title='Top Ten Things I Should Have Done On New Year&apos;s'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3qNFHJl9rI/AAAAAAAAATg/u5Yp-76D8j8/s72-c/IMG_2115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6625653477127425021</id><published>2007-12-31T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:42.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3lgM3Jl9nI/AAAAAAAAATA/b75KpYRHN_E/s1600-h/room+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150253422953756274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3lgM3Jl9nI/AAAAAAAAATA/b75KpYRHN_E/s320/room+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3lgM3Jl9oI/AAAAAAAAATI/ewC864Bols0/s1600-h/room+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150253422953756290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3lgM3Jl9oI/AAAAAAAAATI/ewC864Bols0/s320/room+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the second post today...look below for the before pictures.  They were pretty bad :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6625653477127425021?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6625653477127425021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6625653477127425021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6625653477127425021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6625653477127425021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/making-progress.html' title='Making Progress'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3lgM3Jl9nI/AAAAAAAAATA/b75KpYRHN_E/s72-c/room+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4060597333646985710</id><published>2007-12-31T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:43.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#23...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was born today!!! Charlotte (don't know the middle name) Beeson to Sam and Janae early this morning (just in time for a tax break, way to go Charlotte!) Congrats! I think it's really weird that I have 23 nieces/nephews, that's a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150315382151968402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3mYjXJl9pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/79VLBbY-bAg/s320/baby+charlotte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is kind of embarrassing, but I will be pretty busy today picking up my room. Last week I let it get a little out of hand by not doing laundry. So I did it but just never got around to putting it away. I had planned on doing it this weekend, but I went camping on Friday and out shooting on Saturday. I am sick and don't feel like doing it today, but I am at my breaking point...it's going to be done TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150180034847569474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3kddHJl9kI/AAAAAAAAASo/gClDGWn38Ww/s400/room+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have all of the remnants of Christmas wrapping paper and bags in the corner...my trash can is not very big, so I have a corner full of trash too. I also have all my study guides and school stuff everywhere that I need to dispose of, since I am done with that part of my life....yeah! I am going to box up all of my textbooks and folders, I think that will de-clutter my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150180039142536786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3kddXJl9lI/AAAAAAAAASw/cxO3ade4ViU/s400/room+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good news it that my bed is made with clean sheets and my room smells like pumpkin spice, new wall flower. MMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry this is a really boring post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4060597333646985710?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4060597333646985710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4060597333646985710' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4060597333646985710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4060597333646985710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/23.html' title='#23...'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3mYjXJl9pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/79VLBbY-bAg/s72-c/baby+charlotte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1581851785256051212</id><published>2007-12-28T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:44.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll never guess....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; who was Santa Claus at the Beeson's on Christmas Eve...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149166933666821682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3WEC3Jl9jI/AAAAAAAAASg/RUaSdn7O33A/s400/IMG_7915a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yes, it was me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149166925076887058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3WECXJl9hI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zeuERcoD_mQ/s400/IMG_7917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plus two pillows, wig, glasses, beard (yuck), bells, boots, belt hat...the Whole Get-up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149166933666821666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3WEC3Jl9iI/AAAAAAAAASY/Yl98m47r5Q0/s400/IMG_7918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And no, I won't be your Santa next year.  That was a one time deal.  The best part was seeing my brothers Brigham and Sam laughing when I walked in.  After that I couldn't hold it in and I could not stop laughing either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brynn was the funniest part of the whole Santa thing.  She came up to grab a toy out of my bag and just stared at me and said "You're not Santa....You're LIZZIE!!!!!"  Later when I had taken off the Santa suit, she kept saying "Lizzie, you were Santa, I saw you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Christmas day she kept saying it over and over and I just kept saying that it wasn't and she said "Ok,it was Molly."  And I said that it was just one of Santa's helpers.  Then she told me later.."Lizzie, you lied to me, because YOU WERE SANTA!"  I was laughing so hard.  Nothing gets by her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before I went to bed that night she gave me one of her smiles and said "Merry Christmas Aunt Lizzie."  She is definately something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1581851785256051212?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1581851785256051212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1581851785256051212' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1581851785256051212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1581851785256051212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/youll-never-guess.html' title='you&apos;ll never guess....'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R3WEC3Jl9jI/AAAAAAAAASg/RUaSdn7O33A/s72-c/IMG_7915a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6260915890509730133</id><published>2007-12-25T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T07:16:14.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazingcounters.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="html web counters" src="http://c7.amazingcounters.com/counter.php?i=1478460&amp;amp;c=4435693" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezisp.info/dialup/juno.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Juno Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6260915890509730133?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6260915890509730133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6260915890509730133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6260915890509730133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6260915890509730133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-8686731818174978971</id><published>2007-12-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:44.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2l3VHJl9gI/AAAAAAAAASI/ROXAK5C1qqw/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2l3VHJl9gI/AAAAAAAAASI/ROXAK5C1qqw/s400/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145775253827745282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Sam and Janae!  Have fun out shoppin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-8686731818174978971?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/8686731818174978971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=8686731818174978971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8686731818174978971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8686731818174978971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2l3VHJl9gI/AAAAAAAAASI/ROXAK5C1qqw/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4254375592722853237</id><published>2007-12-18T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:44.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2gig3Jl9fI/AAAAAAAAASA/xEv4ojXjp-A/s1600-h/grad+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145400522226136562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2gig3Jl9fI/AAAAAAAAASA/xEv4ojXjp-A/s400/grad+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2giIXJl9bI/AAAAAAAAARg/WrRj5Cokz9w/s1600-h/image_server.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145400101319341490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2giIXJl9bI/AAAAAAAAARg/WrRj5Cokz9w/s400/image_server.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2giI3Jl9dI/AAAAAAAAARw/247rJC9rRpA/s1600-h/grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145400109909276114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2giI3Jl9dI/AAAAAAAAARw/247rJC9rRpA/s400/grad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the professional pics from graduation. Got my GPA today and was shocked...4.018 Ha Ha. Sweet! The teacher who never gives A+'s gave me one for my internship report that was 20+ pages. And I the stupid YMCA never sent in my final report, but he still gave me all the points for it. So anyway, I got straight A's except the B in my Body Image class because my midterm was 8 minutes late. I should have had an A+ in there too, but I don't care now becuase I am done!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thanks to all my family who helped me out through school. It made a huge difference and I really appreciate all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31541124-4254375592722853237?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4254375592722853237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4254375592722853237' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4254375592722853237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4254375592722853237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/grad-pics.html' title='Grad Pics'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R2gig3Jl9fI/AAAAAAAAASA/xEv4ojXjp-A/s72-c/grad+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6248080089827705563</id><published>2007-12-11T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:45.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Finished!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's all I have to say!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R18ANCWyklI/AAAAAAAAARA/P3GICk-jPe8/s1600-h/last+day+of+school+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142829523451155026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R18ANCWyklI/AAAAAAAAARA/P3GICk-jPe8/s400/last+day+of+school+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;except, I thought this day would never come, and I feel like I have been waiting forever to write that!!! YEAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I bought the bat on the way home...it's awesome, I love it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thanks M &amp;amp; D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6248080089827705563?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6248080089827705563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6248080089827705563' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6248080089827705563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6248080089827705563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-finished.html' title='I&apos;m Finished!!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R18ANCWyklI/AAAAAAAAARA/P3GICk-jPe8/s72-c/last+day+of+school+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-603641020556759038</id><published>2007-12-10T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:07:53.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So remember how I turned my midterm in late and got a zero?? Well I needed 100% on the next two huge assignments from that class....and I did it.  So i ended up with a B in the class which stinks because it should have been an A+.  Oh well, the point is (thank you Kathy for the phrase) I passed that class so I am graduating THIS WEEK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEET!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am finishing up some final projects today and I have an online test to take and then I have 2 finals tomorrow.  One will be hard and the other will be a piece of cake and I have over 100% in the class, so I am not too worried.  I could not take it and still get an A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This weekend was super busy, and my roommates and I actually took some pictures, with cameraa, not phones.  I will post them later when they get home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-603641020556759038?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/603641020556759038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=603641020556759038' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/603641020556759038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/603641020556759038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/passed.html' title='Passed'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1197476185466005425</id><published>2007-12-03T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:45.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom told me yesterday that I needed to post so here you go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have 5 finals in the next 2 weeks. 3 are online, and I go to class 2 times next week to take the other 2. I am going to get all of the online ones done this week. They will be a lot of work, but I will pass and thus GRADUATE!!!! so everything is good.   I will be working on a HUGE internship final report pretty much all week.  It will fill a 3 inch binder by the time I am done.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE: since last night....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have decided that I would rather play in my new softball league than go out to eat after graduation...weird I know. Graduation is at 5:30 and we have the late games 8:30/9:30 so I think I will be able to swing it. So maybe we can go out to eat on Wednesday night? If this screws up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; plans let me know, and I will bag the softball games, but FYI, I really don't want to :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of softball, lets talk about Christmas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is what I want mom and dad:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R1RC9iWykkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lNUXu6N0RFg/s1600-R/bat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139806699698426434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="73" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R1RC9iWykkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SLFxk8ZswzE/s400/bat.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a picture of the regular anti virus...the lightest they have is a 26, which would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but I would prefer the Lady anti-virus, which comes in a 25 oz and it's purple :)  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will go nicely with the bat bag I got  from you last year, that has been yearning for a bat to be placed in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite part of the Christmas devotional last night was when President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hinckley&lt;/span&gt; was saying that we say Merry Christmas too much.  Instead we need to say, "It's Christmas time, what can I do for you?"  True!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Back to homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/31541124-1197476185466005425?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1197476185466005425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1197476185466005425' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1197476185466005425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1197476185466005425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-mom.html' title='To mom...'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R1RC9iWykkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SLFxk8ZswzE/s72-c/bat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5708632816150474414</id><published>2007-11-27T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:29:58.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks</title><content type='html'>and Counting Down!!!!!  2 Weeks from today I will be DONE with school!!!!! Yeah!!!! I have a lot of HUGE projects due next tuesday and a lot of tests coming up, but I can handle it!  And I have an interview for my first out of college job tomorrow morning.  Wish me luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying....have a great week :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5708632816150474414?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5708632816150474414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5708632816150474414' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5708632816150474414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5708632816150474414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7205254391977832877</id><published>2007-11-20T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:45.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball = Injury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me at least. I am always the one getting injured. Last year at church softball it was this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tuesday I played softball. I only had a minor injury..but I got a HUGE bruise that is really pretty on the upper part of my calf. I was running home and the throw was coming in and hit me. I thought it hit my foot because my foot went numb. What was funny was that I was running so fast that I couldn't stop because I couldn't feel my leg. I hit the fence and fell down. I still thought that the ball had hit my foot until about and hour later when I started to gain feeling again and looked at the back of my leg and saw the imprint of the ball there...it was so weird. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I had some injuries as well. On Tuesday, the first night of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt;, I re-injured my wrist swinging the bat. I had originally injured it swinging the bat, but it doesn't hurt until I swing, so I forget about it from week to week. So I barely hit the ball, and start to run for first base and the pitcher must have bobbled the ball because it should have been an easy play at first to get me out, but no he decided to mess up even further and throw the ball at my head! It was awesome. So there I was on first base with a pounding head, hurt wrist, and oh yeah, forgot to mention that I was having some stomach problems that night and the bathroom was calling me name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So of course we win, and we played again on Friday for the championship. We won our first game and during the second game I got hit with a ball. And when I say hit I mean pegged, drilled, tagged...I was pitching and my friend Jay hit a line drive at me. I had very, very little time to react and since I didn't move quick enough it hit my left knee just left of the knee cap. I have no doubt that had it hit the knee square on, I would have a busted knee cap. He hit is so hard that even after it made a pit stop on my leg, it continued to go to right field. He told me after that it felt like a good solid hit, I was like "no, really? I couldn't tell!!!" Ha. I tried to sit out, but we didn't have any extra girls, so I went to catch for an inning and then went back in to pitch. I also hit a triple...no homers this year, but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a little disappointed with the bruise that I got from the hit. I couldn't walk for about 2 days and it was pretty swollen. I deserved one heck of a bruise and it's already starting to heal! It is deep though, so maybe it will start to show up. This is a picture of it the night of. The bigger red dots are blood blisters. It even bruised the other side of my knee! Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R0Nw2xv0S9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/UsYEIyJMtXk/s1600-h/knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135072086501641170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R0Nw2xv0S9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/UsYEIyJMtXk/s400/knee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up losing by 1. We didn't play our best, but the umpire was horrible!!! He was making horrible calls that were not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt;. He had never done it before, so you can't blame him. I don't know why they had someone who had never done it before do it, but whatever, it's done now. Both teams that I played on took second place this year...darn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am almost done with school. YEAH!!!! I just have a couple projects left. I have to read "The Cobra Report"...horrible book, it's gross. It's about biological warfare and weird diseases and morgues and autopsies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope all of you have a Happy Thanksgiving and if you are traveling be safe!&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/31541124-7205254391977832877?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7205254391977832877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7205254391977832877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7205254391977832877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7205254391977832877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/softball-injury.html' title='Softball = Injury'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/R0Nw2xv0S9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/UsYEIyJMtXk/s72-c/knee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6581377024931627328</id><published>2007-11-15T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:45.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuffed shells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rzz_xT7gu7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/7gFEj1WQ6xg/s1600-h/stuffed+shells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133258897924078514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rzz_xT7gu7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/7gFEj1WQ6xg/s400/stuffed+shells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a good dinner and easy to make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shells: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 (12-ounce) package jumbo shells pasta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tablespoons olive oil 1/2 pound thick-cut pancetta, cut into 3/4-inch cubes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 pounds frozen spinach, thawed and drained 1 (15-ounce) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;container whole milk ricotta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup grated asiago cheese &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;Sauce: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tablespoon butter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 garlic clove, minced &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup cream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups grated asiago cheese, plus 1/4 cup 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the shells: Bring a large pot of salted water to a boil over high heat. Add the pasta and cook until tender but still firm to the bite, stirring occasionally, about 8 to 10 minutes. Drain pasta.&lt;br /&gt;Warm the olive oil in a large, heavy skillet over medium heat. Add the pancetta and cook until lightly golden, about 5 minutes. Remove the pancetta from the pan with a slotted spoon and transfer to a large bowl. Add the spinach, ricotta cheese, asiago cheese, pepper, and nutmeg. Stir to combine. Stuff the shells with about 2 tablespoons of the spinach mixture each and place the stuffed shells in a large, buttered baking dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the sauce: Melt the butter in a medium saucepan. Add the garlic and cook for 1 minute. Add the cream and bring to a simmer. Turn the heat to very low and add the 2 cups asiago cheese, parsley, and pepper. Stir until the cheese is dissolved. Pour the sauce over the shells. Top with the remaining 1/4 cup asiago cheese. Bake until golden on top, about 25 minutes. Remove from the oven and serve immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6581377024931627328?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6581377024931627328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6581377024931627328' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6581377024931627328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6581377024931627328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/stuffed-shells.html' title='stuffed shells'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rzz_xT7gu7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/7gFEj1WQ6xg/s72-c/stuffed+shells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2950771114182220436</id><published>2007-11-12T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:51:14.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMazInG RaCe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so after watching last night's episode I want the goths to win.  They are hilarious.  Best line from the show so far "Run! My little pink kitten"-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kynt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway, it is application time again...so I need some help...who is going to apply with me this time.  (I say this time, because I already applied for the family show with Todd, Jane, and Jake.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Or, if any of you want to go, plead your case. The video is due November 27!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I just keep thinking that there is some huge and meaningful reason why I am not married, and if my greater calling was to be on The Amazing Race it would all make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;...ha ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;, we could kick some butt, but not all butt. I don't think we would make it far enough in the race.  &lt;strong&gt;Molly&lt;/strong&gt; and I could go, we could fight the whole way, good for TV, but she can't leave Todd  Jr. for that long.  &lt;strong&gt;Jane&lt;/strong&gt;???  it is in the summer though, the kids would miss ya, because we would be on the show for the whole time and it would almost be 2 months.  Or I could go with &lt;strong&gt;Bud&lt;/strong&gt;, Ha....we could probably win it.  As long as he drove! Our title would read the "formerly engaged Mormons."  That would be great for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; publicity, not married traveling together, sleeping in tight quarters.  But the camera crews are around, so we would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chaperoned&lt;/span&gt;.  I also thought it would be funny to just pick a random stranger, make a video and send it in.  It would be more like a social experiment, "How can two strangers survive the race?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So as you can see I need some help!  Give me some thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2950771114182220436?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2950771114182220436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2950771114182220436' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2950771114182220436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2950771114182220436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazing-race.html' title='AMazInG RaCe'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2302229597040261143</id><published>2007-11-11T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T07:56:44.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived my stay in the Haunted Mansion</title><content type='html'>....and with six kiddos!  Nothing really, piece of cake ;)  I saw my very first real and alive scorpion.  That was kind of fun and scary at the same time.  Jane has great kids and we had a lot of fun.  It was nice to go back to single Lizzie with no kids yesterday.  I kinda had no idea what to do though.  So, I went grocery shopping, the bath &amp;amp; body and then did homework, laundry, picked up my room, made soup, and watched a movie.  It was so weird not to have any plans, and it was nice!  I am so used to being busy that it was a needed break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath and body sent out an e-mail saying that their shimmer lotions were 75% off, making them $2.62.  I went to the store and the workers had not heard of that, so I had them scan one and yup, they were.  They only had 3 kinds, so I bought 5 of them, enough to get my free body spray with a coupon.  I was getting on here to post about it to let everyone know to go there tomorrow and get some and I went to get a pic off of their website, and they are only 50% off now.  So around $5, still cheap and a good gift idea... (it is the older packaging of the shimmer lotion, not the new ones in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; bottles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my final project for the teacher who didn't take my midterm, and I finished it 4 weeks early.  TAKE THAT!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;  I better get full credit, and no lectures about waiting til the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made broccoli soup from scratch, but here is what happened.  I hate onions, so when it said it only wanted half and onion, I though, what the heck am I going to do with the rest of this, so I put the whole thing in.  To balance it all out, I had to put in more celery and carrots.  So by the time I put the broccoli in it was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chunky&lt;/span&gt;.  I was having a hard time with that, so I decided to blend it to make it smoother.  The texture is gross.  I don't really mind textures of food, but &lt;stop&gt; the texture of the soup felt like it had already been chewed.  I put lots of crackers in it and then it wasn't so bad. It tasted really good though.  My roommate liked it, before I blended it.  So next time, I will just have to cut it up in smaller pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Sunday.  I am going early to go to choir then I have to make dessert for our dinner groups tonight.  The guy that is hosting ours is making PF Chang's version of Honey Seared Chicken, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;!  Have a good day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2302229597040261143?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2302229597040261143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2302229597040261143' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2302229597040261143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2302229597040261143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-survived-my-stay-in-haunted-mansion.html' title='I survived my stay in the Haunted Mansion'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4869197525872465441</id><published>2007-11-07T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:20:56.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did someone forget to inform mother nature that it is NOVEMBER???? It should be cold outside, but instead, jeans are still too warm. I bet the snowbirds are going to have a stroke, literally, heat stroke!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of things, I fit in to one size smaller pant size at GAP today...sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a gym, and I am so excited about it. The worked the guy over a little and I got 1 free month, and my start up fee was 75% off and I don't have to pay until Feb. The good things about this gym are that each treadmill has its own tv, they have DDR (dance dance revolution), the group classes are awesome (light shows and big screens), and I get a lot of personal training included. They also have a nice pool, hot tub, sauna, and tanning for super cheap (not that I go tanning, but if I wanted to it would be $5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned in a midterm worth 50 points 8 minutes late (online class) and the teacher gave me a ZERO!!! I was so bugged. It was 11 pages long. I have 100% in the class, and she gave me this huge lecture by e-mail that I was too good of a student to do that to myself, blah blah blah, and that it was unfair to other students who turned theirs in on time, blah blah blah. I was so ticked! I think that if I didn't have 100 in the class she would have given me points. I can still pass so she knows it won't hurt me so I think she is trying to teach me a lesson. I am still graduating with honors, so a 69.5=C won't hurt me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4869197525872465441?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4869197525872465441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4869197525872465441' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4869197525872465441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4869197525872465441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1333827714248294325</id><published>2007-11-05T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:45.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Big Sis!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ry_eAebnkmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1v1dCgFmtKE/s1600-h/jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129562600348553826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ry_eAebnkmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1v1dCgFmtKE/s400/jane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JaNe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to the best big sister in the world! I think everyone in the world would be a lot better if they had an example like you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great mom-You make having 6 kids look easy...I have friends that solicit me to ask you questions about how you do it. You are great with your kids and I love seeing you play with your babies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great cook-my favorite recipes came from your cookbooks, and I know I can call you at the drop of a hat to get a recipe, if you answer your phone :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great friend-Fun to go shopping with, talk to, eat with, and always there for a good girl talk...thanks for listening:) You also help me with clothing choices, I have never been the fashion police in the fam. I wish I had bigger feet so that I could borrow some of you killer shoes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am "Taking Notes" and I know that if I follow in your shoes, I will be doing great! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Side note..I sometimes have a huge craving for McDonald's but I just can't eat there because I know that you think it is gross. I used to think that Taco Bell was worse, but since you think Taco Bell is the best, I always choose Taco Bell over McDonald's. HA HA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I am so glad that you live so close to me now! It's been fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1333827714248294325?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1333827714248294325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1333827714248294325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1333827714248294325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1333827714248294325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-big-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday Big Sis!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ry_eAebnkmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1v1dCgFmtKE/s72-c/jane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2633734311186546601</id><published>2007-11-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:46.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3-#7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I got double Tagged by the Kelly's, so I guess I better finish up this tag thing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3-I used to watch Saved by the Bell every day. I still know just about every episode and could probably kick anyone's butt in a SBTB Trivia Constest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128261216667931202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rys-Z-bnkkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fTqdRq-ktNg/s400/6980824.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4- I would say that I am a little more addicted to Reality than I should be...Survivor, Biggest Loser, Beauty and the Geek, Bachelor and some others when they are on...like Amazing Race, which Jake, Jane and Todd and I applied to be on at one time. Ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5- I hate eating breakfast. Well maybe not hate it, but I just never make it a priority. I am not a big cereal fan, but I have about 20 boxes of it because I got it on sale. It is a bad habit that I am trying to break because I get headaches mid-afternoon because I haven't eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6-I have a pretty good memory. I will remember the craziest things and a lot of people are surprised by the things I remember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7-The day that I got Tagged by Kelly B to wrtie "7" things about me, I went to Trader Joe's and bought some sourdough cheese bread, pesto and sugar snap peas (which I love!) My total at the cash register came up to $7.77. Weird!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128263712043930194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RytArObnklI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/okumTg-wri0/s400/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2633734311186546601?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2633734311186546601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2633734311186546601' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2633734311186546601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2633734311186546601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/11/3-7.html' title='#3-#7'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rys-Z-bnkkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fTqdRq-ktNg/s72-c/6980824.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4485833095674923572</id><published>2007-10-30T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:47.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2-Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I LOVE Halloween!!!! I don't know why but I do. I like to dress up and do my hair in funny ways. This year I didn't do my hair sticking strait up, like past years, I wore a wig...Here are some pictures from the Stake Halloween Dance/Carnival from last night. Thanks for sewing my dress mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOXubnkeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UaYBPkAZRKY/s1600-h/halloween+2007003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127293607780782562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOXubnkeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UaYBPkAZRKY/s400/halloween+2007003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOYubnkfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hJOLhKF1uHY/s1600-h/Halloween+2007003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127293624960651762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOYubnkfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hJOLhKF1uHY/s400/Halloween+2007003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOZubnkgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/4EV5wENe0Yw/s1600-h/Halloween+2007006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127293642140520962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOZubnkgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/4EV5wENe0Yw/s400/Halloween+2007006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127309469095006770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ryfcy-bnkjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yJTAs8Fs1-4/s400/halloween+2007004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOaebnkhI/AAAAAAAAAPw/9CQ98epHOm0/s1600-h/Halloween+2007004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127293655025422866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOaebnkhI/AAAAAAAAAPw/9CQ98epHOm0/s400/Halloween+2007004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127309464800039458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfcyubnkiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-1tlGvdh1Qs/s400/halloween+2007005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can you guess who I was???? No one at the party knew. I mean come on, the black and white striped PRISON dress, the DOG in the purse, big SUNGLASSES, a huge ROCK on my finger and long BLONDE hair. I was Paris Hilton! My roomate Jill was the Genie and my other roommate Christine was a biker. Somehow, my other roommate, Kathy, escaped and got out of her Greek goddess costume before any pictures were taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last few pictures are of me at the "Fellowshipping Booth" aka the "Kissing Booth." I didn't do so well at that. I just handed out chocolate kisses all night and if a guy requested a kiss, I would put on my bright red lip stick and kiss them on the cheek. The other girls that worked the booth were giving out real kisses, on the lips, so I think a lot of the guys felt shafted by Paris last night...oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4485833095674923572?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4485833095674923572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4485833095674923572' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4485833095674923572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4485833095674923572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-halloween.html' title='#2-Halloween'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyfOXubnkeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UaYBPkAZRKY/s72-c/halloween+2007003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2124640190053933381</id><published>2007-10-28T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:48.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Things About Me!   ok Just one because #1 took a long time and I have to go Visiting Teaching.  #2-#7 coming, and I promise they are good!!!</title><content type='html'>1.  I have a fetish with locking things, some call it OCD.  I can not comfortably ride in a car if I know the doors are unlocked.  I will kinds wiggle around and not pay attention to what is being said in the car if the doors are unlocked.  Since I have manual locks in my car, my friends think it is funny to pull up on the locks when I am not looking just to get my reaction.  The sad thing about this is since I lock things a little to quick to often, I am kinda BFF with AAA.  About a month ago, I locked my keys and my phone in the car at the gas station, pump #15 at the circle K to be exact (I will explain in a minute).  It was horrible.  I had to ask the lady at the counter to use her phone and then walk home and break into my house because my house key was on the key ring locked in my car.  Then I had to get my AAA card and use my neighbor's phone, who happens to be an Asian twin who does not speak English.  I stood on her porch using her phone to call AAA.  As I am on the phone her twin sister who lives across the street starts yelling "who are you, what you need, why you at my sister's door." But you have to pretend that you read that with an Asian accent of a 60 year old women who looks like she is ticked.  Anyway, I ran back to the gas station and the AAA guy was pulling up, perfect timing.  One would think that that would teach me...you thought wrong, twon days later I locked them in again.  I have 6 spare keys to my car, you would think I could pull one from a hat when I needed it.  and please....DO NOT leave a comment telling me to get a little lock box under the car. I have thought of it, I just forget everytime I go to Target.&lt;br /&gt;The other thing about my keys, since I am talking about them, is that I constantly lose them.  When they are not locked in my car, I usually have to hang on to them because I lose them so much.  My roommates told me the other day that I use the phrase "has anyone seen my keys" a little too much.  Two weeks ago I lost them in Jane's backyard and her yard guys found them about a week later.  ahhh. I just don't know what it is!  So now I have 2 sets in my purse and one in my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyS79-bnkdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ybwx3PttA-o/s1600-h/keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyS79-bnkdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ybwx3PttA-o/s400/keys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126428949259719122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the pump 15 a circle K.  That is a bad pump for me, any as of last night, also a bad pump for my roommate Kathy.  We got stranded at the gas station, at that exact pump.  She will blog about it later, I will let you know when, because we had an exciting night to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2124640190053933381?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2124640190053933381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2124640190053933381' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2124640190053933381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2124640190053933381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/seven-things-about-me-ok-just-one.html' title='Seven Things About Me!   ok Just one because #1 took a long time and I have to go Visiting Teaching.  #2-#7 coming, and I promise they are good!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RyS79-bnkdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ybwx3PttA-o/s72-c/keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-732491460602356626</id><published>2007-10-24T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:12:15.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>try this out girlz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:390; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Twilight novel character are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightnexus.com/esme_cullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You're Esme Cullen - Your maternal instinct to take care of people and be kind draw people towards you. You're compassionate and loving, yet firm when you need to be. You appreciate hard work and value the beautiful results of your dedication to any project. &lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/twilightnexus/quizzes/Which+Twilight+novel+character+are+you%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);"  target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/twilightnexus/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=4513441"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/31541124-732491460602356626?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/732491460602356626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=732491460602356626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/732491460602356626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/732491460602356626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/try-this-out-girlz.html' title='try this out girlz'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4258619983766815444</id><published>2007-10-23T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:50.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces</title><content type='html'>I need to be doing homework, but oh well, my blog needs a new post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week was busy, but that's ok. I got everything done that I needed to.  I found out today that I did ok on my test last week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went rock climbing for the first time in probably 4 years, and before that time I had never gone before.  I guess I did pretty good.  It was with a group from my ward.  I was scared to death and was shaking while holding on to grips on the mountain that were about an inch.  I wanted to be let down, but the people at the top and bottom could not hear me, and even if they could they probably would have told me to keep going anyway, so I just kept going.  I think the hardest part was having to climb back over the mountain and be let down...ah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of what I climbed.  It is on the head of camelback mountain.  It is the little part on the left that is sticking up by itself.  It is called the praying monk and it was about 100 ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rx6Rjcz6GnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RYqSmc2m-10/s1600-h/praying+monk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rx6Rjcz6GnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RYqSmc2m-10/s400/praying+monk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124693464209562226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left before 6 am and didn't get back until 3:30pm.  It was a long day.  Then we had the Stake Girl ask Guy Luau.  This year I only asked one guy and he agreed to go.  Luckily I didn't have a repeat of last year! Click &lt;a href="http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-out-of-six-aint-bad.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read about last year if you don't remember. All of my roommates went, and we all had a ton of fun together.  I was looking up the pictures from that night on the stake website and they weren't there but I saw the Halloween pics from last year and I found mine, and they had added a backgroud by way of a green screen, so here is last year's pic.  It is my friend Jenn, Molly and me as Troll dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rx6Uucz6GpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7yujW84sU5k/s1600-h/Halloween2006_0182_1500x1200_5x4.sized"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rx6Uucz6GpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7yujW84sU5k/s400/Halloween2006_0182_1500x1200_5x4.sized" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124696951723006610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so tonight I am off to softball.  Our team has been horrible lately, we better get it together tonight and win!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4258619983766815444?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4258619983766815444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4258619983766815444' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4258619983766815444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4258619983766815444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and Pieces'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rx6Rjcz6GnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RYqSmc2m-10/s72-c/praying+monk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-8064532199395953550</id><published>2007-10-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:02:28.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost there!!!!</title><content type='html'>I spent all of saturday night doing my paper and I got 33 out of 35.  So I am pretty happy about that.  I got all of my BIO done, well everything that I could.  I am meeting with my lab group before class to get it completed.  I have a couple small assignments left, but I should get them done before I leave for school today.  YEAH!!!!  I work today from 2:00-9:00.  I am hoping it gets slow so I can read some articles that I need to.  This week should not be nearly as bad though.  Thank goodness!  And even if it is, I have Friday off...no work, no school, well except homework, so that will be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-8064532199395953550?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/8064532199395953550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=8064532199395953550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8064532199395953550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8064532199395953550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/almost-there.html' title='almost there!!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-8963202915639041924</id><published>2007-10-14T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:50.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Feel Like This???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RxHEqsz6GmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ayZJTqIO1o/s1600-h/stress_one.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RxHEqsz6GmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ayZJTqIO1o/s400/stress_one.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121090489159391842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-8963202915639041924?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/8963202915639041924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=8963202915639041924' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8963202915639041924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8963202915639041924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/ever-feel-like-this.html' title='Ever Feel Like This???'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RxHEqsz6GmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ayZJTqIO1o/s72-c/stress_one.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6036208663674516707</id><published>2007-10-12T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:23:51.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary----updated</title><content type='html'>I have italicized and bolded everything that I got done...slowly but surely!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To MOM and DAD and Brigham and Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my crazy to do list...I hope I get some sort of divine intervention to help me complete all of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due Sunday Night-----ALL OF THESE ARE DONE!!!! YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;8-10 page paper for my body image class...all researach done already&lt;br /&gt;*Anaylsis of the "Bad Hair Day" ....the results are pretty good...thanks everyone&lt;br /&gt;*Disscussion Assignment on an online chat board about obese children in my   life....hmmm better be looking around for one???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due Monday by NOON&lt;br /&gt;*Biology assignment and Take home test&lt;br /&gt;*Midterm for holistic health&lt;br /&gt;*Assignment for my fit for life class which has proved to be straight busy work!!!! Drives me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALso on the to do list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Work today from 1:30 to 6 and tomorrow from 11:15 to 5:30&lt;br /&gt;*Teach Sunday school...oh yeah, gotta plan my lesson. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;*Softball game tonight at 8:30&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ASU football game with a small group from the ward.  The Bishop invited 16 people to go and have a little tail gate party, how could I say no??   DECIDED NOT TO GO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh yeah, dinner group for my ward Sunday at 6:00...I got lucky and got the Bishop's house, which means he provides all the food. Good for me because if it were anywhere else I would have to make something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be thinking that I should not be blogging, but getting this stuff done, you are right, but I had to write down all that I had to do somewhere so that I didn't forget something :)&lt;br /&gt;  Wish me luck!  Have a great weekend, I don't think I will have one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6036208663674516707?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6036208663674516707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6036208663674516707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6036208663674516707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6036208663674516707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary----updated'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2904960725978453726</id><published>2007-10-05T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:50.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to all of you who participated in my survey. I still need two more, so it you haven't done it yet, please do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hooked up with some FREE tickets to the D-Backs game on Thursday.  It was a ton of fun. It is always more fun when you team is KICKING BUTT and all the fans of the other team are there sittin in their seats because they know they are getting worked!  It is also fun when the stands are filled and everyone is so much more involved in playoff games. Anyway, here is a picture from our seats.  We were on the third level but straight up from home plate.  It was cool because I could really see if the ball was being thrown over the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rwcd-cz6GlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Z2yf7q8dWJE/s1600-h/dbacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rwcd-cz6GlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Z2yf7q8dWJE/s400/dbacks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118092460252863058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the cannery and then met Todd and Jane and the little girls for lunch and then went to the superstition ranch market again to get some produce.  So cheap and good!  We had a softball game tonight.  I had a couple great hits, it was about time!  We won, as usual :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a ton of homework to do this weekend, which will be hard with conference and all that is associated with that (shopping, eating, sleeping :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2904960725978453726?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2904960725978453726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2904960725978453726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2904960725978453726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2904960725978453726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanks-to-all-of-you-who-participated.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rwcd-cz6GlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Z2yf7q8dWJE/s72-c/dbacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4960788753465633396</id><published>2007-10-01T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:18:13.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>I am doing a survey for one of my classes and need all of you who read my blog to answer the folling questions and answer in my comments section as "anonymous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEMALES ONLY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On a scale from 1-5, how do you feel about yourself and your appearance on a day when you are having a "Bad Hair Day?"  1 being lower self esteem, 5 being higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On a scale from 1-5 how do you feel about yourself and your appearance on a day when you are having a "Good Hair Day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is your age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much...I need as many people to answer as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh also here is the disclaimer from ASU, to make this legal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By agreeing to participate in this study, I am acknowledging this is a class project for EXW 310, Fall 2007.  Any results are anonymous, and I can stop my participation at any time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4960788753465633396?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4960788753465633396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4960788753465633396' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4960788753465633396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4960788753465633396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6999664885131135511</id><published>2007-10-01T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:51.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tayloreight.blogspot.com"&gt;Jane's&lt;/a&gt; blog pretty much says it all. You are such a great mom and I love you.  Here are a few of the pics that I have of you just being you...I love the one with the bunny ears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGescz6GgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AzyxQfRegAA/s1600-h/PICT0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGescz6GgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AzyxQfRegAA/s400/PICT0584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116545138154936834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGetMz6GhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/PQcjeR98Z78/s1600-h/HPIM0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGetMz6GhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/PQcjeR98Z78/s400/HPIM0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116545151039838738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGeucz6GiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PbZM8Qa5SDg/s1600-h/HPIM0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGeucz6GiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PbZM8Qa5SDg/s400/HPIM0240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116545172514675234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGevcz6GjI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nzKwG-1BH3o/s1600-h/PICT0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGevcz6GjI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nzKwG-1BH3o/s400/PICT0561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116545189694544434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGewcz6GkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pRIa2fmqagw/s1600-h/dad%27s+b-day001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGewcz6GkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pRIa2fmqagw/s400/dad%27s+b-day001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116545206874413634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6999664885131135511?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6999664885131135511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6999664885131135511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6999664885131135511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6999664885131135511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/10/mom.html' title='Mom...'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RwGescz6GgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AzyxQfRegAA/s72-c/PICT0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1035430575164840218</id><published>2007-09-27T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:46:30.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_addiction" style="color: #D64B32; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/img/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;68%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Free Online &lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com"&gt;Dating&lt;/a&gt; from JustSayHi&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1035430575164840218?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1035430575164840218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1035430575164840218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1035430575164840218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1035430575164840218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/68-how-addicted-to-blogging-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5885644143178287147</id><published>2007-09-27T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:53.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Veggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rvxs_sz6GeI/AAAAAAAAANw/wG3g0JmYLuA/s1600-h/kathys+veggies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rvxs_sz6GeI/AAAAAAAAANw/wG3g0JmYLuA/s400/kathys+veggies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115083118402476514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I stole this picture off of my roommates blog.  Look at this things that she bought at that market I talked about in my last blog...I think she brought home pink cauliflower one day too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5885644143178287147?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5885644143178287147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5885644143178287147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5885644143178287147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5885644143178287147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/weird-veggie.html' title='Weird Veggie'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rvxs_sz6GeI/AAAAAAAAANw/wG3g0JmYLuA/s72-c/kathys+veggies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-752295083441736655</id><published>2007-09-24T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:54.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week</title><content type='html'>Recap of last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-FHE...pretty much took all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Went to this new market that my roommate told me about to get produce for dinner (we have roommate dinners.) I made kabobs and the produce I got was very fresh and cheap. Dinner ended up taking forever because I had to cut up all the food and then kabob it :)  It tasted good though.  After dinner, my home teachers came and then I headed to my softball game.  We killed the other team, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-I went and did baptisms again.  I had 2 family names that Mom had gotten for me.  I did those two names and 10 others.  Since I had family names, when I got out of the font they did the confirmation right there, while I was still wet.  I had never seen that before.  I had to work Wednesday night in Glendale.  It was a frustrating evening!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-I went to the "Shape the Legs" class.  My legs are still sore. I went over to Jane's after and played with the girls until mom got there.  There is a guy in my Bio class that keeps asking about the church and he was texting me all morning about how he felt like he needed help and direction iin his life. I went to class early and he just asked a lot of questions about the church.  He continued to text me all weekend about how cool it all sounded....so, let's hope he makes the best decision of his life!!! :)After school I went back to Jane's and had a blast with the kids.  We had chili for dinner and watched survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvlIgcz6GdI/AAAAAAAAANo/LkojSkrJqZk/s1600-h/brynn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvlIgcz6GdI/AAAAAAAAANo/LkojSkrJqZk/s320/brynn2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114198574182832594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvlIgMz6GcI/AAAAAAAAANg/iwfzTantaeY/s1600-h/brynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvlIgMz6GcI/AAAAAAAAANg/iwfzTantaeY/s320/brynn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114198569887865282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-Brynn and I went swimming while Sophie napped and then Mom came and I napped.  The kids came home and mom took them to her house.  I went to my new job at the &lt;a href="http://www.bounceu.com"&gt;BounceU&lt;/a&gt;. LEt's talk about this. Not the most glamorous job, but I am going to work in the childhood obesity field when I graduate, so anything I can do to work with kids in a fitness environment is going to help. The owner wants me to do some sort of obesity program and I am going to be creating a "Fitness Friday."  She doesn't seem to want to pay me what I should be paid for doing these things though...I don't know how long that will last. She has told me that I will be the General Manager of the store if I want to be though.  We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-More training at work.  We went to lunch at this place called &lt;a href="http://www.crackersandcompanycafe.com/"&gt;Crackers and Co&lt;/a&gt;.  SOOOOOOO good.  Soup, sandwich, and salad place. It is pretty popular for baby showers, bridal showers and wedding luncheons.  IF you are in AZ it is a must try!  I recommend the potato soup.  After training I went straight over to Glendale to work a promotional event at the Y...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  I only have 1 more day there! And Molly took over my hours.  Have fun Molly:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-Just a Sunday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-752295083441736655?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/752295083441736655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=752295083441736655' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/752295083441736655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/752295083441736655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-week.html' title='Last Week'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvlIgcz6GdI/AAAAAAAAANo/LkojSkrJqZk/s72-c/brynn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-181183047067047907</id><published>2007-09-20T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:56.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Booth</title><content type='html'>Brynn and I were having fun on Jane's new computer.  The photo booth feature is so fun!  We were laughing our heads off.  Here were a few of the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehNoSmRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nOOh9F_pznY/s1600-h/Photo+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehNoSmRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nOOh9F_pznY/s400/Photo+68.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112322820450457874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehdoSmSI/AAAAAAAAALA/uJxoY8jSSSQ/s1600-h/Photo+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehdoSmSI/AAAAAAAAALA/uJxoY8jSSSQ/s400/Photo+65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112322824745425186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehtoSmTI/AAAAAAAAALI/iHsClarsdDk/s1600-h/Photo+64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehtoSmTI/AAAAAAAAALI/iHsClarsdDk/s400/Photo+64.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112322829040392498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehtoSmUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/EG8w6eUAvLw/s1600-h/Photo+63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehtoSmUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/EG8w6eUAvLw/s400/Photo+63.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112322829040392514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKeh9oSmVI/AAAAAAAAALY/OvmGQpNNNW8/s1600-h/Photo+61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKeh9oSmVI/AAAAAAAAALY/OvmGQpNNNW8/s400/Photo+61.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112322833335359826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-181183047067047907?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/181183047067047907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=181183047067047907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/181183047067047907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/181183047067047907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='Photo Booth'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RvKehNoSmRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nOOh9F_pznY/s72-c/Photo+68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3020224624568083922</id><published>2007-09-18T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:46:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U7 Fitness Pogram</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so d-day is over.  I have been stressing about last night for way too long, and it is over and done with, and it turned out pretty well.  I spent the day getting everything together for the activity (fliers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;veggie&lt;/span&gt; trays, balls, weights, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stretchy&lt;/span&gt; bands, jump ropes, projectors, computers, and finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for the church)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I started out by telling everyone about the program and the purpose and then had some group leaders talk about what will be going on for the next 6 weeks.  Then a guy in my ward showed the calendar that we made.  After that, the group (which was quite large...we had 6 groups of 11 plus the people holding up the wall and the stage sitters) divided into groups for a fitness relay. They had to bounce a big ball down to the end and grab whatever workout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt; they could and do 10 reps of something different than someone else on their team had already done.  Everyone was laughing and cheering and working hard.  A couple people fell, and when I went someone thought it would be funny to throw my ball on top of the chairs, so I had to dribble a b-ball back.  I forgot my camera and so did everyone else who normally has a camera.  There were some flashes so I know that someone had one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After the relays, it was free play and eat veggies time.  We ended up playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bump out&lt;/span&gt;/speed/lightning (the basketball shooting game with two balls) on both ends of the gym and had a long line at each game.  It was a long successful night, and it seems like people are excited about the program. But we'll see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Have you noticed what time this post was written????  I had a walking group scheduled for this morning at 6, so I got up and no one came.  Then I had a couple choices to make.  Do I go back to bed (YES!!!!!), eat breakfast, do homework (NO!!!!even though I have a test @1:30 that I still have to study for)  So I decided to do homework, and as you can see I have procrastinated yet again.  But it's what I do best, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3020224624568083922?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3020224624568083922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3020224624568083922' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3020224624568083922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3020224624568083922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/u7-fitness-pogram.html' title='U7 Fitness Pogram'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5270287108587607990</id><published>2007-09-17T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T09:25:38.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>Just so no one was worried....I got my paper done.  It is not my best work, but it was an extra credit assignment anyway.  So now I can stress about something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5270287108587607990?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5270287108587607990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5270287108587607990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5270287108587607990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5270287108587607990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5896688483408318971</id><published>2007-09-16T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:56.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Procrastinate....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ru4O7v7GeBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vjtPiFxKmdA/s1600-h/PICT0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111039046751516690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ru4O7v7GeBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vjtPiFxKmdA/s400/PICT0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This picture explains what kind of day I am having....thinking of all I have to do and just wondering how I have always done it in the past! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I always say that I am going to be on top of things and get things done before the deadline. You know, like the saying that says "never put off til tomorrow what you can do today." (unless it's Sunday, then I have an excuse to put it off...but that is the procrastinator in me). So I have been trying to do that, but it is not working. My motto is more like "The procrastinators support group has been postponed." I don't know why. I can't explain it. I hate the pressure of assignments and callings and events piling up on me, but I just wait til the last minute. You would think I would learn, but no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since the first day of school I have had a paper due September 17(almost one month to write it) and I have only written a third of it. It is only 3 pages, double spaced, not a big one, but the stress it is causing me is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;. If I had just gotten it done, I could have been burden free. I also am doing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; kick-off for the physical activity program tomorrow. I have been scrambling around for workout equipment all night. I have had a ton of help from people in the ward, I couldn't have gotten it organized without them. Here is the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://awaymarketing.com/u7calendar.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;link&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to our calendar to see all the fun stuff we have planned for the next 6 weeks, just in case you are wondering what we will be doing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The good news, is that I have always worked this way so I seem to handle it pretty well. NO BIGGIE!!!! I know that if I read my scriptures in the morning and say my prayers that I am always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and I just keep on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pluggin&lt;/span&gt; away...I always just think of how blessed I am to be able to be so busy, and then I don't feel so bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had stake conference today, it was nice to have a Sunday! Going to church at 1, I don't feel like I ever have a day to just rest. I went to Jane's for lunch. It was yummy, thanks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5896688483408318971?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5896688483408318971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5896688483408318971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5896688483408318971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5896688483408318971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-procrastinate.html' title='Me? Procrastinate....'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Ru4O7v7GeBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vjtPiFxKmdA/s72-c/PICT0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6863487424425295986</id><published>2007-09-12T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T10:19:53.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptisms</title><content type='html'>I just got back from doing baptisms.  My eyes are killing me and blood shot.  I just did 60 names!  That is a lot! Last week when I walked in they asked me how much time I had and I told them and they gave me 20 names.  Today it was the same question, same answer but she looked at me and said ok, we have 60 for you to do.  I thought she was joking!  My back is killing me now, but it was fun.  I always get a lot of Elizabeth's and Ann's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Mabry who is the 2nd couselor's wife works at the temple.  She is one of the main coordinators there.  She told me that the next time I come to have them call her.  So they did and she came down and was telling all the ladies about me and all of them were thinking of guys to set me up with.  It was so funny.  Apparently there is this guy named Steven in Paradise Valley that I need to go out with.  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6863487424425295986?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6863487424425295986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6863487424425295986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6863487424425295986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6863487424425295986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/baptisms.html' title='Baptisms'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3697355345150826028</id><published>2007-09-11T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:32:03.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a quick post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School has again taken over my life.  I can't go anywhere, or do anything without feeling guilty or having an assignment hang over my head.  I am doing pretty well I guess, given my load this semester.  I am almost done with my internship at the YMCA....thanks goodness! IT has been a trial to say the least.  I took my first Bio test, I got a 76% the average was a 68% so the teacher gave us an extra credit assignment.  It was on the endocrine system, the hardest section.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This past weekend was super busy.  I had a softball game on Friday night, I got out twice because I fouled out, but my hits were actually pretty good, right between the short stop and second and they felt good and solid!  We killed the other team.  Church softball is on Tuesdays and I am the coach (Like I needed something else to keep me busy...seriously I am CRaZy!!!) We accidentally have a stacked team.  Yes, accidentally.  New people moved into the ward and we just stcuck them on teams.  The guys we got ended up being very good.  I think I will be on two championship teams! Fun! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a training this past weekend on Hapari swimsuit parites.  I ended up selling two suits and I had a dinner group here on Sunday and all the girls from the ward were trying them on and want to buy them. They will sell themselves...and that will be nice :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to do baptisms last week, and I am going to go again in the morning, it is our stake temple day.  I am singing in the ward choir for stake conference on Sunday.  Elder Eyring will be here for the dedication of the new ASU Institute.  Michael Crow ( mr money bags!!!!) and Janet Napolitano will be there.  I think I am going to be an usher to show them around the institute on Saturday.  (Again, something else to keep me busy because I just don't have enough as it is!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The physical activity program starts next monday.  I will post the calendar of everything going on.  It has consumed my life and I would rather work on that than homework, but I told myself I can only work on it on Sunday's.  I taught my physical activity lesson on Sunday and I think it went well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, not so quick but that was my intent.  until next time....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3697355345150826028?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3697355345150826028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3697355345150826028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3697355345150826028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3697355345150826028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick.html' title='quick'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-284823432427528026</id><published>2007-09-02T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:46:43.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found the Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was on provident living and found a chart and program already set up called the Physical Fitness Award Program. This is exactly what I needed! Weight won't even be involved. It will strictly be an activity program in which points are awarded. I will offer to weigh people in the beginning and end if they would like, but not needed. Here is the &lt;a href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Curriculum/home%20and%20family.htm/family%20home%20evening%20resource%20book.htm/family%20activities.htm/physical%20fitness%20award%20program.htm?fn=document-frame.htm&amp;f=templates&amp;amp;2.0"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; if any of you want to do it in your family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Curriculum/home%20and%20family.htm/family%20home%20evening%20resource%20book.htm/family%20activities.htm/physical%20fitness%20award%20program.htm?fn=document-frame.htm&amp;f=templates&amp;amp;2.0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since there is a holiday tomorrow, we are having a game night at our house later. I am on my way in the make some peanut butter w/choc chip cookies. My favorite! It's not fun cooking on fast Sunday though. Break the Fast today is Hawaiian Haystacks. Only had them once, so we'll see....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-284823432427528026?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/284823432427528026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=284823432427528026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/284823432427528026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/284823432427528026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/found-answer.html' title='Found the Answer'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2805029262785934111</id><published>2007-09-01T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:56.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liars!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So the other day I was in Kathy's room looking at something on her computer and I look up at the top and see one of those ads that are always at the top of web pages these days. There was a picture of my cousin John's wife Angela. I kept telling Kathy that is was my cousin Angela, so I clicked on it. It was an ad for a Christian book store and the name Rebecca is written across the bottom of her picture and it said that she was a kindergarten teacher???? Um, no she's not :) Then it even lists her book pics. Ha. So I did a print screen and sent it to the fam to see if they thought it was her, and yup it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral-testimonials on web sites are made up. Not that I really believed them to begin with, but this just confirms it&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtnKLRmJcfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/q-AyDQDZp_M/s1600-h/CA8XK1ON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105333947651944946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtnKLRmJcfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/q-AyDQDZp_M/s400/CA8XK1ON.jpg" 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/31541124-2805029262785934111?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2805029262785934111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2805029262785934111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2805029262785934111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2805029262785934111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/liars.html' title='Liars!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtnKLRmJcfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/q-AyDQDZp_M/s72-c/CA8XK1ON.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4793134842946047450</id><published>2007-09-01T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:12:50.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I need some help, so please leave a comment on the following question.  I don't know if I ever posted about my church calling before.  But I absolutely love it!  Our stake, which is made up of 8 singles wards, has created a Wellness program.  There is a stake committee and then each of the wards has wellness reps who teach Sunday School lessons related to wellness.  The lessons are a taught in a 4 week series (1. Body is a Temple 2. Physical Activity 3. Nutrition 4.Goal Setting.)  I am a wellness rep for our ward and love teaching the classes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, at our stake meeting last week, one of the girls on the stake committee suggested doing a challenge between a couple of the relief societies from different wards.  A walking challenge, or weight loss. But we agreed that it was a touchy subject and that it wouldn't work.  Well on Tuesday night, a girl from my ward (who just got put in as the stake activities committee co-chair) suggested doing a "biggest loser" competition in our ward.  She wants to test it in our ward and if it works go on to the stake level.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am all about this and think it is a great idea, but I have to announce it to the ward...and I am just not sure how to tactfully say that.  I don't really want to call it the "biggest loser" competition but that is exactly what it is.  I don't want to offend anyone, but I think it would be good for those you just need a kick in the pants.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am in charge of a ward wellness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; on September 17, so I figured it could be our kick-off and we would do weigh ins that night and have everyone come in work out clothes and have circuits set up on how to work out at home (ex:balls, band, weights)  I also am going to put out a calendar of events for 6 weeks for people to attend.  Running, walking, hiking groups etc.  We are also going to talk to local gyms to see if we can get some guest passes so we can offer aerobics classes to those interested in that.  I am planning on sending out weekly e-mails of healthy meal choices and recipes.  We have a ward web-site where we will post who is in the lead and everyone would have a code name, so it wouldn't have to be public that you are in it.  Our ward has "homecoming week" every year.  We always have a homecoming king/queen.  This year it is 6 weeks after the kick-off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, so we are going to name the "biggest loser" with the homecoming king/queen.  ironic I know. Maybe the biggest loser (male/female) should be the king/queen!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The goal of this would be, like I said before, to give those that need it a kick in the butt.  We also want to get people used to exercising and eating right.  I really have good intentions behind the competition, but I know it is touchy and announcing that from the pulpit on Sunday might not go over so well.  So please comment and let me know how I could word it...or things not to say :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PS...this still has to be cleared by the powers that be...AKA the bishop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And one other thing.  The Ensign called the girl in charge of the stake wellness program and is doing an article on the wellness program we are doing.  So it this goes well, maybe I will be in the Ensign.  I am pretty sure either way I will have a quote in it though!  I have been giving her a lot of feedback about the classes and talk to her quite a bit. Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's late sorry this is long.  But when are my posts not long????  Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4793134842946047450?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4793134842946047450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4793134842946047450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4793134842946047450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4793134842946047450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/09/please-help.html' title='Please Help!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1446188169116829769</id><published>2007-08-30T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:57.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I have almost made it through my first two weeks of my LAST semester! Yeah. I think I have got everything under control. My biology class is taking the majority of my time. I am struggling! Right now we are reviewing tissues and next wednesday I have a test on the endocrine system. Uh yeah, I don't even know what he was talking about in lecture, so I might be in a little bit of trouble. Luckily I have lots of friends who have taken biology so I am just reading the endocrine chapter in a bunch of different text books and lab manuels. Hopefully that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered all of my books last week, but have not gotten any of them yet. They better get here soon, teachers are expecting us to have them by nex week. On the up side, I walked through the door of a campus "feast and fest" (where all the clubs are there and the school provides lunch) and entered my name for a door prize, walked away and right then they drew my name. I won a $25 gift card to the book store. That paid for my lab manuel. Yeah! also I was just remembering that last year I won a gift package from that same event. I never win anything. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are of Jane, Todd, Brookie and Me at the D-backs game last week. It was Jane and Brookie's first time going to the field! Thanks for the tickets Jake. The pictures were taken on my new phone. It has a great camera! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmthmJcZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6DutiSZySi8/s1600-h/janebrookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104520897457910162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmthmJcZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6DutiSZySi8/s320/janebrookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmtRmJcYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MwNsZv7YfCM/s1600-h/janetodd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104520893162942850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmtRmJcYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MwNsZv7YfCM/s320/janetodd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmtBmJcXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xn-qSpnyq4/s1600-h/liz&amp;brookie@dbacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104520888867975538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmtBmJcXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xn-qSpnyq4/s320/liz%26brookie%40dbacks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmtBmJcXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xn-qSpnyq4/s1600-h/liz&amp;brookie@dbacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to mom for passing her first test! She also answered a question (correctly) out loud in class that the teacher said no other student has ever gotten right. It must be all those years of experience she's got! Way to go Ma'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmtBmJcXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5xn-qSpnyq4/s1600-h/liz&amp;brookie@dbacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1446188169116829769?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1446188169116829769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1446188169116829769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1446188169116829769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1446188169116829769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RtbmthmJcZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6DutiSZySi8/s72-c/janebrookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6384577435089273811</id><published>2007-08-28T08:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T08:16:39.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaser Boy David</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Chase!!!!!  You are a great kid and can always make me laugh.  Keep working on those pick up lines for your 16th b-day ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6384577435089273811?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6384577435089273811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6384577435089273811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6384577435089273811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6384577435089273811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/chaser-boy-david.html' title='Chaser Boy David'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5697294117347853831</id><published>2007-08-24T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:54:32.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been thinking of things all week that I wanted to blog and now that I am finally at a computer typing away I cannot think of what all of them were.  So I will just blog the week...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I guess&lt;/span&gt;, if I can remember :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday I started classes. My Biology teacher is so darn funny so I am in a strange way looking forward to his class.  He is very casual, and just go with the flow type guy.  Ex: He said "Don't buy the text book I recommend if you don't want to, any anatomy/phys book will work...right, all the cells look the same no matter what book you read."  and he begged us to bring food to class if we were going to get board.  And then he pulled out a squishy ball and started throwing it at people who were dozing off.  Super funny.  He also wears funny Hawaiian shirts tucked into his huge old school jeans with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Birkenstocks&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to the Bio Lab on Thursday and I am kinda worried.  I am in Bio 202 and I haven't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;taken&lt;/span&gt; 201.  I did take Bio160, but it was about 3 years ago.(But I was one of the only students who got an A in the class- I will never forget that professor.  Dr. Mick, slicked back hair into a bun and absolutely no funny business with her.  I would leave lab early every Monday night because the Bachelor would be on and she would get so mad and then when she would hand me my lab scores---usually greater than 100%---she would shake her head and say that she didn't know how I did so well) Anyway, my advisor at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt; knows how bad I wanted to get done, so she put in the override for me to go strait to 202.  I was completely lost in lab yesterday.  All the lab instructor said to us was her name and then demonstrated how to carefully pick up a telescope and take it to our table.  DUH---anyone can do that...I was thinking "can you tell me what I need to be doing?" Nope, she just sat there and all the students at my table just started doing stuff (because they just all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; 202 so knew what to do) so...long story even longer :)  i am really behind, and don't have a good feeling about my biology lab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, which leads me to my lab partner.  She smells! Bad breathe, B.O. Granted, it was extremely hot yesterday, but man!  She was extremely nice and very helpful when she was helping me with the whole telescope issue.  She was telling me about her son and she just lighted up.  That was cute to see.  It's just her and her son and she was telling me about how she needed to get done with school soon so she could take care of both of them.  I hope that when I have kids, I light up like her when I talk about them.  I bet I will :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday and had breakfast with Mom and Dad.  It was gross.  They have french toast sticks now (blah), and I was eating my potatoes with non fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;russian&lt;/span&gt;/french dressing for a while.  It is the same color/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;texture&lt;/span&gt; as ketchup so I assumed that what it was.  And they don't have straws anymore!  Hello, go down to the front lobby and get a box.  Mom said next time she will have to bring her own.  Mom had a lot to talk about at breakfast.  She went back to school!  Way to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gini&lt;/span&gt;!!  She was having trouble with her first assignment.  I was telling her to make a friend at class and she said she didn't want to.  Let's just say the class is a little more diversified than she is used to.  Uh, welcome to college Mom.  I am happy you are back in the game, don't quit!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyway back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt;...I got some nice curtains in the AS IS bins to put up for my closet "doors".  They are very nice and only cost $10.  The material alone would cost more than that.  They are really long and once we hem then, the extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fabric&lt;/span&gt; is enough to make window curtains. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I worked today from 9:00 to 3:00 and then went back from 5:00 to 9:00 for parties.  I was expecting to get some tips, but no!  I worked my tail off!  BUMMER!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is really long...sorry for the boring post.  Believe me, I wish my life was more exciting too :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for those of you who know me, would never believe that during this whole post I have had Coco, the wienie dog sitting on my lab. I need to go wash my hand...ugh!  But she caught me at a weak moment, and she looked so sad.&lt;/strong&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/31541124-5697294117347853831?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5697294117347853831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5697294117347853831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5697294117347853831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5697294117347853831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/friday.html' title='Friday...'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-9088639454084164970</id><published>2007-08-22T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:35:12.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party</title><content type='html'>Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.mysuperexcitinglife.blogspot.com/"&gt;KATHY&lt;/a&gt; for posting about the party...check out our party pics on her blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-9088639454084164970?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/9088639454084164970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=9088639454084164970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/9088639454084164970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/9088639454084164970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/party.html' title='Party'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4154199713810628210</id><published>2007-08-21T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:47:21.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New House and Back to School!</title><content type='html'>I moved last week, and I finally got my computer hooked up in my room last night. I was going crazy in my room getting ready everyday with no music or any sound for that matter (this house is really quiet!) I figured out that I can put my nano in my robe pocket and my earphones will stay in while I blow dry my hair so that worked for a while. I love the new house. The kitchen is a lot bigger than any I have had so that is nice. And we have TIVO!!!! hooray! But most of my shows are over so it doesn't really matter that much, and once I get busy with school I lose track of what is going on on all of them anyway. It was fun to go to the grocery store.  IT was expensive because you have to buy all your staples, but I went through my cookbooks before hand and got some dinners for this week.  I made stacked chicken enchiladas on Friday night....they were so good, and super easy, I will have to post the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a party here on Saturday night. We moved the couches from the front room to the back porch and all the other furniture to the garaga and had a whole room for dancing. Jake let me borrow some speakers and my roommate Jill has one of those different colored light balls that spins. It was pretty fun and it was so hot and stinky!  My other roommate Kathy likes to take pictures so she has a lot of good ones from the party, that she said she will blog soon and I will upload them on my computer to post too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started yesterday.  My advisor likes me a lot so she helped me squeeze in every last class I need so I can graduate in December.  I am only taking 25 credits right now, no biggie.  She told me she could get fired for doing that.  But don't worry I am not crazy, 6 oc the credits are for my internship, which is almost done.  I just had to register for the class.  I just have to write a weekly report and I have one huge paper due for it.  So I really only have 19 credits which is totally doable.  2 of my classes are online and I have another one that only meets on Monday's that is an elective that I don't really want to take, but there were only 4 of us in class yesterday so the teacher basically said we will meet for a short time on Monday and write a couple papers and do one presentation.  It is some spa management class...not really my cup of tea or field of study but they are going to go aver a bunch of homeopathic and alternative medicine which is always fun to learn about.  There are so many quacks out there, it is fun to see what they are coming up with next :)  My first paper is about the healing powers of water....so I chose the category of water exercise.  All the "spa" student were looking at me funny when I chose that, but whatever...they were choosing things like water birthing.  I figured if I am going to take this class I am going to get something out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BIO teacher seems really cool and everyone that has taken his class said he is really awesome.  I was crackin up in the class yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get some pictures of my new room to post.  I can't find  the cord that transfers my pics from the camera to the computer.  So once I find it, I'll be in business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4154199713810628210?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4154199713810628210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4154199713810628210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4154199713810628210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4154199713810628210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-house-and-back-to-school.html' title='New House and Back to School!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7677962963289597669</id><published>2007-08-08T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:03:34.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sell Fone :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, just FYI, I was not as sore today as I had prepared myself for, but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; going to be sore tomorrow. I went to another class that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inaccurately&lt;/span&gt; described tonight. Or maybe all my activities at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xrkade&lt;/span&gt; are not giving me a good enough workout and I am just plain out of shape. But I will let you know I am getting stronger. I can now complete a class with 7lbs weights! Sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, so phone story. I had this cell phone that I loved. I could see my text messages on the front and it was just an all together great phone, until the buttons on the side that adjust the volume and allow me to scroll down to see my whole text message stopped working. I went to the kiosk at the mall with my mom and the guy said that they don't make my phone anymore so he gave me the newer model of it. It was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; phone, but not as good as my other one. So I had the phone for a few days and it was fine. But we just switched to a family plan and two people on the plan can have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Verizon&lt;/span&gt; navigation system. Molly can't get it on her phone, and dad won't use it, so I got to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;techie&lt;/span&gt; stuff. But that phone didn't have the capabilities to use email or navigation. So....back to the store, long story short, I got talked into this nice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bright Orange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;phone....so not me...but I will see what happens. The navigation thing is really cool. So if you are ever lost, call me and I will hook you up with directions! It will also tell me where stores, restaurants etc are located. Kinda fun :) (I tried to upload pictures of the phones, but it's not working tonight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today at work was miserable. The girl up front that I don't like, scheduled 40 kids from the Y to come on top of the 70 that were already scheduled to be there. i asked her if my bosses knew and she said it was all clear. (Later i found out that none of it had been cleared....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;) The staff from the camps didn't help and I was there by myself. I really almost walked out of the place. I was furious. I called my boss to get some help and she said someone would be coming to help, but no one ever came. When I called over there, she told the camp that came from the Y (the 40 kids) that they couldn't be there and thought that that solved the problem...but what she didn't realize is that they have one van to transport those kids back and forth and the van can only hold 10. So it took 4 trips back and forth to get them all out and they were there longer than the field trip of 70. I got upset with the leader of one of the camps and told him I couldn't manage his 6 staff members and 110 kids by myself! I am not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; babysitter. Another "description" problem that the Y has :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;uhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;....only one more week of being there everyday and then things will calm down a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I do love the days at my job when I work one on one with children who really need help being active. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; enjoy helping them and teaching them new things. So there are glimpses of job satisfaction at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Xrkade&lt;/span&gt;, but they are rare, so I enjoy them while I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time to go watch so you think you can dance....Lauren better dance her butt off tonight! She needs to beat Lacy (that little tramp!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh one more thing, has anyone been watching Hell's Kitchen. This is the first time I have seen it and my dad and I watch it everyweek. I want Bonnie to win sooooo bad, Rock is an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-7677962963289597669?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7677962963289597669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7677962963289597669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7677962963289597669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7677962963289597669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/sell-fone.html' title='Sell Fone :)'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2401740877729891476</id><published>2007-08-07T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:28:47.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aerobics Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Power Sculpt - Total body conditioning using a variety of equipment. This one-hour class will work your body from head to toe! Starts with an aerobic warm-up to get the blood pumping, then hits all the major muscle groups (abdominal exercises included) for a total body workout. This is not a cardio class.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That is the description of the class that I just went to...now I have a question. Does it say that word "HE double hockey sticks" in there anywhere???? Yeah, I didn't think so either, but in order for that to be an accurate description, the YMCA needs to put that tid bit of information in the class description! Today I remembered why I don't go to those classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I am a little annoyed with some people in my aerobics class. Maybe some other can understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Every time you go to a class the instructor will say take everything at your own level, this is your workout...blah blah blah. Well, it is so annoying to me when you have one person doing double turns and flipping over the bench when everyone else is doing a basic right basic left. I want to say "Cool! Where did you learn to do that???" (sarcastically of course). Maybe I am a little weird, but I can't stand it! It is like they're are showing off. I am sure I could do that too, but it's not needed. If you want to dance around your step and throw in your hippity hoppity skills, come an hour later for the hip hop class!!! An extra step here and there and some power when you can is fine, but the extra stuff is just bugs me and I think it confuses some people too, especially new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, speaking of that.... Ally came with me yesterday to a step class and did really well. She's will have to come with me again! It was a great workout. I was really hot, red and sweaty and I don't even think she heated up. We had planned on having lettuce wraps for dinner, but as we were leaving Brigham called and said they were at Weinersnitzel (my favorite!!! again I am being VERY sarcastic, I don't know how to spell it either because I have another endearing term for the place). so we went and decided not to eat, then decided to share an order of chili cheese fries, then Brigham offered to buy a chili dog, and then he bought us an ice cream cone. We still made the lettuce wraps, but that kind of defeated the point of the workout, or zeroed it out I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I am going to take a really HOT and long shower because I am going to be sooooo sore from that excellent class tonight!&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/31541124-2401740877729891476?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2401740877729891476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2401740877729891476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2401740877729891476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2401740877729891476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/aerobics-class.html' title='Aerobics Class'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2430849705657532094</id><published>2007-08-07T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:05:59.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from San Diego Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pizza from "Fat Boy's Pizza" I really wonder where they got the name, check out the size of that! and yes I ate pretty much all of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiNxtYS4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/f0AclPzDp60/s1600-h/PICT0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096142073423743874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiNxtYS4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/f0AclPzDp60/s200/PICT0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkjSBtYS_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/8JKpUewK3ys/s1600-h/PICT0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096143245949815794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkjSBtYS_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/8JKpUewK3ys/s200/PICT0762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Drew, flexing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkilxtYS-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7XQECS1uEAY/s1600-h/PICT0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096142485740604386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkilxtYS-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7XQECS1uEAY/s200/PICT0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud, Me, Becca, Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiPBtYS8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LF-qO7KsXgU/s1600-h/PICT0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096142094898580418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiPBtYS8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LF-qO7KsXgU/s200/PICT0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiPBtYS8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LF-qO7KsXgU/s1600-h/PICT0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunset, I thought the sailboat looked cool out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiOhtYS6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/cfTYmM618ec/s1600-h/PICT0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096142086308645794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiOhtYS6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/cfTYmM618ec/s200/PICT0764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiOxtYS7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mbXLT1AiVDw/s1600-h/PICT0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096142090603613106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiOxtYS7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mbXLT1AiVDw/s200/PICT0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiOxtYS7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mbXLT1AiVDw/s1600-h/PICT0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiOxtYS7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mbXLT1AiVDw/s1600-h/PICT0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My new roomie, Kathy, and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkilhtYS9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ilRDR_6rkkw/s1600-h/PICT0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096142481445637074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkilhtYS9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ilRDR_6rkkw/s200/PICT0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2430849705657532094?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2430849705657532094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2430849705657532094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2430849705657532094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2430849705657532094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures-from-san-diego-trip.html' title='Pictures from San Diego Trip'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RrkiNxtYS4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/f0AclPzDp60/s72-c/PICT0761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3635349231790193927</id><published>2007-08-05T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:47:13.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOOO TIRED!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so tired, and I am so tired that the word tired looks really weird to me right now???  I feel like every post I am saying how busy I am...lame.  It's a good excuse for letting my blog slide a little though, right? To tell the truth, I have had plenty of time to blog the past week, but I just didn't feel like it, there it's out!&lt;br /&gt; I have had plenty of time because my hours got cut at work (another story that I won't get into, but lets just say I am not happy about it and that I am learning one important lesson in during my internship-that being-how not to start up a business and how to get free labor out of juvenile delinquents :)&lt;br /&gt;I had a huge list of things to get done last week, and I got them all done, so that's good.  I have been getting ready to move into a new place, hanging out with Jane's fam, working on student loans and school stuff, and doing a little shopping with coupons to stock up for this last semester of school (yippee!)&lt;br /&gt;So why am I so tired??  On Saturday morning I got up at 2:15am to go to San Diego with my ward.  We drove through the night and got there around 10:30 ( I think).  I went to bed around 11 on Friday night, but I was so worried that I would sleep though my alarm that I didn't sleep at all that night. I can not sleep in moving vehicles, so I didn't sleep the whole way to Cali.  My plan was to sleep on the beach, but every time I tried, someone was doing something fun so I never got my nap in.  We left the beach about 8:30 and drove through the night again, but I didn't sleep then either, or if I did it was only for about 20 minutes and then I would wake up because a body part was cramping or I was freezing from the air vent.  I got home at 3 am and then I had to get up again at 6:45 to get ready to drive to church for Brigham's baby, Bing, blessing.  I did fall asleep for a couple hours on Brigham's nice reclining couch. &lt;br /&gt;In Cali, I got worked my some waves on a boogie board.  I did catch a few though and that was fun.  My face is pretty sunburned, and one spot on the back of my arm,  I will just call that my body art.  I played a little bocce ball (spelling?), wiffle ball, football and read a chapter or two of new moon. &lt;br /&gt;I also hung out with my new roommate &lt;a href="http://www.mysuperexcitinglife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kathy&lt;/a&gt;, so that was fun.  I have pictures on my camera that I will load when I get to my house.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to go to a fireside, I hope I don't fall asleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3635349231790193927?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3635349231790193927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3635349231790193927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3635349231790193927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3635349231790193927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/08/sooooo-tired.html' title='SOOOOO TIRED!!!!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6745906455619682595</id><published>2007-07-17T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:05:42.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a blog</title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to write, but I kinda feel bad when I don't blog forever.  Guilty in a way...weird. Anyway, last week I went on a ward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camp out&lt;/span&gt;/lake trip.  It was a ton of fun. But the night in the hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arizona&lt;/span&gt; desert was not.  It must have been the most horrible night of my life!  It was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; hot!  I had a spray bottle with me and I just kept soaking my clothes but then they would dry up really fast and so I would be hot again.  I was also sleeping on top of my sleeping bag and it was piking up heat from the ground.  Uh just thinking about it makes me hot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went down to the boat dock early to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hitch&lt;/span&gt; a ride on one of the four boats that came with our ward.  For the first time I got up on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wake board&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Not once, but twice! I have tried several times, but never been able to do it.  I am a water skier, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wake baorder&lt;/span&gt;.  I took two really bad falls when I did get up and I finished with the second fall that ripped the board off my feet.  mainly because I did not have the energy to put the board back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went tubing behind a jet ski and I have had really bad whiplash ever since.  Sunday was horrible because I was in so much pain.  I taught my wellness lesson number 2 on physical activity.  I try and make it fun so this time I hid the quotes and such around the classroom (which happens to be the stage, so I tape them to the curtains) and they had to get up and find them.  I think it went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  I am preparing this weeks lesson tonight.  This one is on nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was horrible! Two field trips were late and we had 80 over capacity.  I wanted to walk out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; come back!  And the new girl at the front desk who happens to be a supervisor for front desk people (not a supervisor over non-front desk people), thinks that she is my boss and wants to tell me what to do.  OH NO-she is not my boss and she does not have the authority to tell me what to do.  So needless to say, we don't get along :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Welcome to my friend &lt;a href="http://www.tjandb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; to the world of blogging!!! I am excited for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6745906455619682595?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6745906455619682595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6745906455619682595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6745906455619682595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6745906455619682595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-blog.html' title='Just a blog'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1084471424070809100</id><published>2007-07-10T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:00.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly Marie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWFMJjUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NqIVErBUESY/s1600-h/IM000404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085635282977000770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWFMJjUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NqIVErBUESY/s200/IM000404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday MMB!&lt;br /&gt;Todd was here last night  (her boyfriend Todd not Jane's Todd, although he was here last night too )and decorated the front yard with banners and paper plates that had 19 on them. The dogs were barking all night...Driving me nuts I must say...but they were just doing their job! Have a great day. The picture where she is in the pink dress was taken last year on the cruise while the waiters were singing happy birthday to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWVMJjVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xwdOib8tqtQ/s1600-h/IM000586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085635287271968082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWVMJjVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xwdOib8tqtQ/s200/IM000586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWlMJjWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pTxU26ON-ZU/s1600-h/June+17,+2007+Father%27s+Day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085635291566935394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWlMJjWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pTxU26ON-ZU/s200/June+17,+2007+Father%27s+Day+005.jpg" 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/31541124-1084471424070809100?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1084471424070809100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1084471424070809100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1084471424070809100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1084471424070809100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/molly-marie.html' title='Molly Marie'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RpPOWFMJjUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NqIVErBUESY/s72-c/IM000404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2681293949620421400</id><published>2007-07-08T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T19:59:49.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saw this on another blog-thought the mom's might want to know this</title><content type='html'>Google has implemented a new feature which enables you to type a telephone number into the search bar and hit enter and you will be given the person's name and address. If you then hit MapQuest, you will get amap to the person's house. Everyone should be aware of this! It's a nationwide reverse telephone book.&lt;br /&gt;If a child gives out his/her phone number, someone can now look it up to find out where he/she lives. The safety issues are obvious, and alarming.&lt;br /&gt;Note that you can have your phone number removed or blocked. I tried my number and it came up along with the mapquest and directions straight to our house. I did fill out the removal form for myself, and encourage all of you to do the same. Quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;Please look up your own number.&lt;br /&gt;In order to test whether your phone number is mapped, go to: google.com. Type your phone number in the search bar (i.e. 555-555-1212) and hit enter. If you want to BLOCK Google from divulging your private information, simply click on your telephone number and then click on the Removal Form. Removal takes 48-hours.&lt;br /&gt;Check your own number and although this may not apply to you if you have an unlisted number or cell phone as primary contact, but you may know someone who needs to know this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-2681293949620421400?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2681293949620421400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2681293949620421400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2681293949620421400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2681293949620421400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/saw-this-on-another-blog-thought-moms.html' title='saw this on another blog-thought the mom&apos;s might want to know this'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-5310092597501617789</id><published>2007-07-08T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T10:39:01.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making cupcakes right now for my Sunday School class today.  I don't know how many to plan for, but I figure to batches of cake mix should be enough.  I am the ward Wellness Specialist.  Our stake created a curriculum to teach the wards about wellness.  It is a four week course.  The first lesson is on how our bodies our temples and we need to take care of them to be more fit spiritually.  The second lesson is on nutrition/word of wisdom.  The third is on physical activity and the fourth is on goal setting.  It is so cool to see how they have incorporated the scriptures, and conference talks etc into this course.  I love it! I think I have read over the lessons a dozen times highlighting things I want to share with the class.  I love my calling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I did the course I had a co-chair.  He has moved back to Utah, so I will be teaching all four, which I am okay with, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I love to do it.  The turn out was really bad the last time.  It didn't help that we don't really have a class room.  We bounced back and forth from the stage to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nursery&lt;/span&gt;.  Seriously give us the chapel or something!  I think that no one wants to come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they think it is for people who are overweight or have health issues, but really any one can learn from it.  I sent out a ward e-mail that it was starting and I have told all my friends to tell their friends to come.  It really is an interesting and fun class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you might be wondering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; I am making cup cakes for my Wellness class.  Well, it is my friend's b-day so I told him I would make some cup cakes and I made them (so I totally forgot about them-oops had to run and get them out of the oven.  They weren't burned thank goodness) healthy! So I can tell my class that there are good alternative when making treats.  Today I made them with applesauce in stead of oil and with egg whites only to eliminate the cholesterol.  So there is a method to my madness :)  And I am also bringing them to bribe people to come to class, but isn't that why any teacher brings treats????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work this week was horrible!  I don't know what it was but it was just BAD!! I have a long ways to go before being done, so I guess I need to suck it up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Twilight, by the way, and took it back to the library.  I need to put the next one on hold.  I got new contacts this week and I am trying to get rid of all my allergies.  I also booked my cruise!  Who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready for church...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-5310092597501617789?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/5310092597501617789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=5310092597501617789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5310092597501617789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/5310092597501617789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-4000893687030553551</id><published>2007-07-04T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:41:19.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Highs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natural Highs            &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.      Falling in love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.      Laughing so hard your face hurts.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.      A hot shower.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.      No lines at the supermarket.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.      A special glance.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.      Getting mail.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.      Taking a drive on a pretty road.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.      Hearing your favorite song on the radio.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.      Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.    Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.    Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or strawberry ).     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.    A bubble bath.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.    Giggling.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.    A good conversation.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.    The beach.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.    Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.    Laughing at yourself.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.    Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.    Midnight phone calls that last for hours.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.    Running through sprinklers.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.    Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22.    Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.    Laughing at an inside joke with FRIENDS    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.    Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice aboutyou.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.    Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to&gt; sleep.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26.    Your first kiss (the very first).      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27.    Making new friends or spending time with old ones.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28.    Playing with a new puppy.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29.    Having someone play with your hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.    Sweet dreams.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31.    Hot chocolate.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32.    Road trips with friends.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33.    Swinging on swings.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34.    Making eye contact with a cute stranger.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35.    Making chocolate chip cookies.      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36.    Having your friends send you homemade cookies.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37.    Holding hands with someone you care about.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38.    Running into an old friend and realizing that some things(good&gt; or bad) never change.     39.    Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much&gt; desired present &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;         from you.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40.    Watching the sunrise.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41.    Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful foranother beautiful day.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42.    Knowing that somebody misses you.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43.    Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44.    Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy 4th Of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-4000893687030553551?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/4000893687030553551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=4000893687030553551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4000893687030553551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/4000893687030553551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/natural-highs.html' title='Natural Highs'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7538976823583240861</id><published>2007-07-03T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T08:22:34.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 years????</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Happy Anniversary to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Jane and Todd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Hope you are having fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-7538976823583240861?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7538976823583240861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7538976823583240861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7538976823583240861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7538976823583240861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/15-years.html' title='15 years????'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1540817622218862216</id><published>2007-07-01T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:02:14.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise</title><content type='html'>My friends told me about a cruise they are going on in January.  It is mainly kids from Utah, but it is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; singles cruise.  I am gonna go!  IT leaves January 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and it is a 7 night cruise to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;.  IT leaves from Florida and goes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico, and the Virgin Islands (St Thomas and St Martin, I think).  I graduate in December so I figured this can be my graduation trip.  I wanted to go to New York, but this will be just as fun.  I am trying to convince my best friend from high school to come along. She also graduates from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; in December.  I e-mailed an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; girl that I met on the Alaska cruise to see if she had heard about it (because she lives in Utah) and to see if she wanted to go.  I am trying to fill up my cabin with people I know.  She e-mailed back and said that she's in.  Should be a fun time.  It is only going to cost $400 for the cruise and then tips around $70 and then a flight to Florida.  The flights are more expensive than the cruise, but I saw a Ding fare yesterday to Ft. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lauderdale&lt;/span&gt; for $59.  So hopefully we can get one of those. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; out with the boys.  They were so good at church.  Their church starts at 8 and we got there pretty close to on time.  I asked them if they wanted to draw during sacrament and they said no and just sat there, barely moving through the whole meeting.  Wow! We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dino&lt;/span&gt; nuggets for lunch and now they are watching sand lot one and two for the second time. They are missing their parents a ton and keep asking how much longer until they will be home.  That's all for now-later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1540817622218862216?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1540817622218862216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1540817622218862216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1540817622218862216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1540817622218862216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/07/cruise.html' title='Cruise'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-7861789497973362988</id><published>2007-06-30T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:02.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times (edited)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RohyrVMJjRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yrBLvd455eE/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082438268235648274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RohyrVMJjRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yrBLvd455eE/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rohys1MJjSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YtjnXYw-lg0/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082438294005452066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rohys1MJjSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YtjnXYw-lg0/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RohytVMJjTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/v6CKsSKmbbI/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082438302595386674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RohytVMJjTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/v6CKsSKmbbI/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have Pete and Melissa's three boys for the weekend. We have had a fun time so far. They wanted to watch movies so I ask if they had seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beethoven and they said no, so they watched that last night and today they wanted to watch a the 2nd movie and they said yeah, so they are watching it right now. This morning we went to cash my check and then to Costco to order my contacts. I told the boys that on Saturday they give out samples, so they wanted to see what that was all about. They were eating so much. IT was funny...they kept asking what else do they have. After that we went to get my car washed. This is lucky that they happening to be with me for my quarterly car wash (I am so bad about washing it, ha ). So we went through the drive through kind. They were laughing so hard and kept saying that they wanted to go through it again and asking if we can do it again tomorrow and have been talking about it all day. At the car wash when I paid they handed me a wipey for the inside of the car. Good customer service! And they hand dry it. All for $6 not bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we came home we went swimming. Melissa brought a water totter over and they had fun playing on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have pictures of that, but they aren't loading, I will try later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-7861789497973362988?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/7861789497973362988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=7861789497973362988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7861789497973362988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/7861789497973362988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/06/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times (edited)'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RohyrVMJjRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yrBLvd455eE/s72-c/Lizzie+pix-ymca+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-2194128133519710049</id><published>2007-06-29T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:03.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWn41MJjPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gH6Pn9lYxLQ/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081652349350022386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWn41MJjPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gH6Pn9lYxLQ/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So these are pictures of the "Put the Play in Your Day Center"&lt;br /&gt;There is a skate/snow boarding game and an ATV/race car game. The one that is red with black pads is # kick. Each one has a light and you have to chase the light around and hit or kick or knee the pad to turn off the light. The other one with silver poles lights up and you have to hit the lights with a stick. The rockwall moves and then we have 6 DDR Pads. All of my Az nieces and nephews and my sister in laws came to play today while I was at work. We all had so much fun. Ross, smarty pants, come up to me and Kelly and says, I am really tired, eveything here makes you exercise! He is the only kid that has caught on to that concept. But he was having fun and so was everyone else. I think the favorite was the bouncy obstacle course though. Everyone just kept racing through that thing. I tried to race a guy I work with and it didn't turn out so well, my shoulder makes a popping sound now. And I just tried to play catch with Brigham over the pool and it didn't turn out so well. I think I am banned from playin softball with him ever again. Everyone is still here and Melissa and Pete have left. The boys are watching Sandlot and said that all they want to do tonight is watch movies. I think I can handle that request :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWnfVMJjKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zcwk3A07ssI/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081651911263358114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWnfVMJjKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Zcwk3A07ssI/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWnf1MJjLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kW0-q3pxtXk/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081651919853292722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWnf1MJjLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kW0-q3pxtXk/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWngFMJjMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4JAXWTV396o/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081651924148260034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWngFMJjMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4JAXWTV396o/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWnglMJjNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3z_RtQHFgCk/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081651932738194642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWnglMJjNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3z_RtQHFgCk/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWng1MJjOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vwgiWOv9ZBg/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081651937033161954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWng1MJjOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vwgiWOv9ZBg/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31541124-2194128133519710049?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/2194128133519710049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=2194128133519710049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2194128133519710049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/2194128133519710049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-these-are-pictures-of-put-play-in.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWn41MJjPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gH6Pn9lYxLQ/s72-c/Lizzie+pix-ymca+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6776150184671376171</id><published>2007-06-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:03.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The center is amazing and the concept is so great and it is what every kid needs to be doing, but the set up of the whole thing is gonna drive me nuts! It is pretty slow right now because it just opened and not a lot of people know about it. So what they have been doing is bringing in the YMCA summer camps. This is fun, but absolutely crazy. The kids don't listen and the center gets so loud with the motors from 3 bounce houses going and all the sound from the video games. My headaches have increase in number and size to say the least! I also work with teenagers, which is a trial in itself. Two of them have a crush on each other and can't seem to do anything by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;. So it is not everything I hoped it would be, but it is what I need for school and I really am learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is when the families come and play together. It is so fun to see the dad's racing their kids on the bikes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obstacle&lt;/span&gt; course and the moms on the dance dance revolution. The other part I love is when kids with special needs come in. I usually pick them out of the group when the camps come and spend one on one time with them. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is amazing to see those children smile when they have completed something. I almost wish that I had gone into some sort of occupational therapy program, but maybe I can work that into my degree somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;There was one girl named Nikki, 5, who had a spine disorder. The counselors said she couldn't do a lot of the games because her parents did not want her to accidentally fall down or get pushed. So I took her aside and we played some games. We were walking by the bouncy obstacle course and she just looked up and said, "Will you go on that, I just want to watch you go." It made me so sad...so I asked her counselors if they thought it would be ok if I took her throught and helped her climb and go down the slides. So we did and it was so fun to see her smile. She had me do it again and again and again. I was so tired! I asked if one of her counselors could take her and sah said no, that she only wanted me to take her.&lt;br /&gt;Another gilr named McKayla has come in twice. The first time I saw her I thought she was from Africa or one of those 3rd world countries. A beautiful black girl with no hair and silver hoop earrings. I saw all the kids run in to play and sah was walking slowly with a limp. I took her aside and we played DDR. She just focused on one arrow and I stood behind her and did all the rest. We had so much fun! I then took her on some balance balls and helped her with her balance and core strength. She was smiling from ear to ear and telling me how much fun she was having. She then told me she was tired so I took her to get a drink. I then found out that this little 8 year old is fighting brain cancer and is going through treatment right now. She came back yesterday and she had some hair coming back and she was telling me how excited she was for this weekend because she got to go to build a bear with her mom and cousin. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of the center...or not, won't let me load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...Mom and Dad left this morning for Nebraska. It's my mom's high school reunion. Have fun! I will try not to let the party get too out of hand mom. I promise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, dont have a heart attack. All the doors are locked and the hose is dripping in the pool. I will water the plants in the morning and feed the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is going to Cali tomorrow and she just came home with 3 *NEW* boxes of fruit roll-ups. She couldn't wait to show them to me. They were like plaid and cheetah print and one was a box of stacking kind. I guess the saying different strokes for different folks is true. Me, I just made some chocolate chip cookies and I am a happy camper. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWqtFMJjQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/l90n5cANYnE/s1600-h/Lizzie+pix-ymca+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081655446021442818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWqtFMJjQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/l90n5cANYnE/s200/Lizzie+pix-ymca+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I will be watchin Pete and Melissa's boys while they go to Las Vegas to celebrate Melissa's B-day which is Thursday. Also they have a blog now. It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pmrtj.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.pmrtj.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wow...time to stop typing...and I am ready to watch so you think you can dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6776150184671376171?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6776150184671376171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6776150184671376171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6776150184671376171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6776150184671376171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-internship.html' title='My Internship'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RoWqtFMJjQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/l90n5cANYnE/s72-c/Lizzie+pix-ymca+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-9104741974465577455</id><published>2007-06-16T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:09.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EFA-Especially for Ally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRu8Q237oI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jL8zbJekBkw/s1600-h/PICT0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804661549723266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRu8Q237oI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jL8zbJekBkw/s200/PICT0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kozy, Bella, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRukQ237jI/AAAAAAAAAFs/055QoomBDYk/s1600-h/PICT0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804249232862770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRukQ237jI/AAAAAAAAAFs/055QoomBDYk/s200/PICT0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRukw237kI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MbdZeu5WxCU/s1600-h/PICT0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804257822797378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRukw237kI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MbdZeu5WxCU/s200/PICT0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRulA237lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jdorr8Klaf8/s1600-h/PICT0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804262117764690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRulA237lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jdorr8Klaf8/s200/PICT0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruby,Havanna, Avery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRulQ237mI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fWlSdvip6I8/s1600-h/PICT0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804266412732002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRulQ237mI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fWlSdvip6I8/s200/PICT0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRulg237nI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pg89CJhXu-s/s1600-h/PICT0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076804270707699314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRulg237nI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pg89CJhXu-s/s200/PICT0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtIw237eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0hVw3xOc8ro/s1600-h/PICT0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076802677274832354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtIw237eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0hVw3xOc8ro/s200/PICT0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are your AZ Cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtJA237fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6Cb4nNypjXA/s1600-h/PICT0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076802681569799666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtJA237fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6Cb4nNypjXA/s200/PICT0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtJg237gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1rIgL4f1Ito/s1600-h/PICT0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076802690159734274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtJg237gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1rIgL4f1Ito/s200/PICT0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtJw237hI/AAAAAAAAAFc/F9K7cT4abZQ/s1600-h/PICT0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076802694454701586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtJw237hI/AAAAAAAAAFc/F9K7cT4abZQ/s200/PICT0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy, Riley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler, Jacob, Harry&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtKA237iI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JWdFwFgqMmA/s1600-h/PICT0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076802698749668898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRtKA237iI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JWdFwFgqMmA/s200/PICT0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRsIQ237bI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lBpuuGhwBc8/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076801569173269938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRsIQ237bI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lBpuuGhwBc8/s200/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRsIg237cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tx41O5zcTRU/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076801573468237250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRsIg237cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tx41O5zcTRU/s200/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRsIw237dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8mIT6-LsoKE/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076801577763204562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRsIw237dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8mIT6-LsoKE/s200/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane, Ross, Sam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31541124-9104741974465577455?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/9104741974465577455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=9104741974465577455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/9104741974465577455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/9104741974465577455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/06/efa-especially-for-ally.html' title='EFA-Especially for Ally'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RnRu8Q237oI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jL8zbJekBkw/s72-c/PICT0710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1864698594940721356</id><published>2007-06-03T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:22:55.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 345px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970198687373&amp;amp;site=widget-8d.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=13&amp;sk=2&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=360287970198687373&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/p1/360287970198687373/bb_t013_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;amp;tt=13&amp;sk=2&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=360287970198687373&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8d.slide.com/p2/360287970198687373/bb_t013_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone know how I can get this to the side (like heather's)??? I can't find what section I put it under on the layout page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1864698594940721356?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1864698594940721356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1864698594940721356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1864698594940721356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1864698594940721356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-1025359190327778875</id><published>2007-06-01T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:09.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Cathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC7eVSpvXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6uESW7V28Nw/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071259310205025650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC7eVSpvXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6uESW7V28Nw/s400/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;This is my friend Cathy. Cathy graduated from ASU a couple weeks ago. Congrats!! She was also chosen as the "Outstanding Senior". Cathy helped me through the past two semesters at ASU. I don't know what I will do with out her my last semester!!?? She also helped me clean my house when it was time to move! How sweet is that? She is one of the hardest workers that I know and such a wonderful person. I am glad that I met such a great friend in the line at the bookstore my first day back at school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are pictures from her graduation party. The first one is of her and her husband Dane (who also feels like he has graduated, he has a wife again :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The next one is of my, Cathy and another classmate of ours Susan. (She also helped me a ton. She graduated as well and has an awesome job already. We were all looking at different cameras.Ha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC7elSpvYI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6OTDAz-l4BQ/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071259314499992962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC7elSpvYI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6OTDAz-l4BQ/s400/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last one is of Cathy's cake that Dane picked out for her. It was so yummy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FYI- Sam's Clubs cakes are so much better than Costco's and they are cheaper and bigger too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cathy and I will both be doing our internships this summer. I am sure that she will be a huge help to me though that as well :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC671SpvWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/I85b_R6qqys/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071258717499538786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC671SpvWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/I85b_R6qqys/s400/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-1025359190327778875?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/1025359190327778875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=1025359190327778875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1025359190327778875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/1025359190327778875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-friend-cathy.html' title='My Friend Cathy'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RmC7eVSpvXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6uESW7V28Nw/s72-c/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-3842558609727243269</id><published>2007-05-30T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:09.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Recipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mom decided that we all need to start a new routine for summer that includes eating at home more often. So I have spent the morning going through cookbooks and writing down recipes that I want to try. I found these two...one is great for a hot summer day and the other looks like a good idea for those of you with kids. They might like it for lunch during their summer break, and keep them busy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Raspberry Shrub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lemons&lt;br /&gt;3-12 oz packages frozen red raspberries (about 9 cups)&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups honey&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup water&lt;br /&gt;4-3 inch cinnamon sticks&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup snipped fresh rosemary or 1/2 cup snipped fresh sage (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon whole cloves&lt;br /&gt;3 cups ice cubes&lt;br /&gt;1 liter bottle of carbonated water-chilled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Using a vegetable peeler, remove peel from lemons in strips; juice the lemons (you should have about 1/3 cup juice). Set peel and juice aside. In a 4-quart Dutch oven combine raspberries, honey, sugar, and the water. Cook and stir over medium heat until sugar dissolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Add strips of lemon peel, lemon juice, cinnamon, rosemary, and cloves to Dutch oven. Bring mixture just to boiling, stirring occasionally. Remove from heat. Cover and cool to room temperature. Remove and discard cinnamon sticks. Press mixture, in batches, through a fine-mesh sieve; discard solids (you should have about 4 cups syrup).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To serve, in a punch bowl combine syrup, and ice cubes. Slowly add carbonated water, stirring gently. Serve in small glasses or punch cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This one is for the kiddos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken and Biscuit Kabobs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rl3VXbUl2TI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FyU3TiTEJpg/s1600-h/chickenbiscuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070443353936877874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rl3VXbUl2TI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FyU3TiTEJpg/s400/chickenbiscuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1/2 of a 13.5 oz package (12) frozen cooked breaded chicken breast chunks (dino-nuggets:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1 4.5 oz package (6) refrigerated buttermilk or country biscuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1 medium zucchini and or yellow squash, cut into 3x3/4 inch strips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1/2 cup butter, melted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;3 tablespoons of honey (or substitute the butter and honey, for hone butter )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Preheat oven to 400. Microwave frozen chicken for 1 minutes to soften them enough to put on skewers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Cut each biscuit in half. Thread the biscuits, chicken, and squash on skewers, Place on ungreased cookie sheet and bake for 10 minutes or until biscuits are brown and chicken is heated thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Drizzle honey butter mixture over top and save some for dipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-3842558609727243269?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/3842558609727243269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=3842558609727243269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3842558609727243269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/3842558609727243269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer-recipes.html' title='Summer Recipes'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rl3VXbUl2TI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FyU3TiTEJpg/s72-c/chickenbiscuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-6930732662891868362</id><published>2007-05-28T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:10.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I came home early from Cali, a little unexpected, long story that I don't feel like getting into. My life is an emotional roller coaster...lots of fun (when it's up, not so much when it's down)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Speaking of roller coasters, I think I have been on my last one. I have inherited Gini's stomach, which means she has gained a new flower viewing companion on our next trip to the magic kingdom! I went on the California Sceamin and got off and ran straight to the bathroom. I made it through Soarin California, the Tower of Terror, and the Maliboomer before I got sick. I passed on Matterhorn, Space Mountain, and even the train ride. My mom actually went on that (apparently it would have been worth it to be sick to have seen my mom on that ride) while my Dad and I sat on a bench and people watched in the dark. He kept commenting on all the "Big Women" ha ha ha...If you know my dad you can picture him saying that. The scariest ride, believe it or not, was the Ferris Wheel. I know, sounds weird, but California Adventure has one that has swinging gondolas. You do not get strapped in and as it goes you are swinging back and forth. There are times where you feel like it is just gonna break and you are going to go launching across the lake right on the the lap of the tattoo artist in the arcade zone. I went on Splash Mountain for the last ride of the night. Our picture got "washed away", I still think that Todd and Molly were doing something obscene.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is this thing I learned about in my Drug Abuse course last semester&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;can't think of the word right now, but when you are taking drugs, you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;can start to feel or smell colors. We were talking about this and I told&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;them that the person who invented the Winnie the Pooh ride must have&lt;/span&gt; been on something. After we went on it they all agreed. If you are doped &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;up, that is the ride you would want to go on...The colors in that are so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;freaky! IF you have been on it, you know what I mean....at least I hope you do : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today, we are having a pool party. We will miss Jane and Jake's families. I have made a veggie tray, which are by the way my favorite thing to make. Dad went to the store to get the olives. We can't have a Beeson party without Black Olives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are my favorite veggie dishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rlsyv7Ul2RI/AAAAAAAAADo/WMRhpWJKwHo/s1600-h/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069701604494924050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rlsyv7Ul2RI/AAAAAAAAADo/WMRhpWJKwHo/s400/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The carrot one is new, I think mom said she got it at an antique store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ATTENTION SIBLINGS- THESE ARE WILLED TO ME! I know that is very upsetting to the twins. Sorry boys, too late :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have started peace like a river. It is good, I just need to get in a habit of reading when I have the time. I should have lots of that for the next two weeks though. I will start my new job around the 15th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This week I need to get off the letters to ASU that I accept the scholarship they have given me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have a Fun and Safe Holiday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rls0PbUl2SI/AAAAAAAAADw/v_YWxjkS4YU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069703245172431138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rls0PbUl2SI/AAAAAAAAADw/v_YWxjkS4YU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-6930732662891868362?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/6930732662891868362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=6930732662891868362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6930732662891868362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/6930732662891868362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/Rlsyv7Ul2RI/AAAAAAAAADo/WMRhpWJKwHo/s72-c/dress,+grad,+jake%27s+kids032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-797138420857403496</id><published>2007-05-22T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T12:34:05.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Here We Come...Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE: Right after this post I went out to the car and dad had my bag open and was taking everything out.  My can of Mousse emptied out into the whole bag!!! So I had to clean off all of my things and re-pack.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is 7:40am and Dad swore that we were leaving at 7:00. Tic-tock, Tic-Tock...Have we ever left on time. I kept telling him that over and over and over, but he said this time would be different. So mom and ad are out packing and re-packing the car. I would be out there helping but that would just make matters worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to San Diego to stay at the *new* and *improved* Surfer Motor Lodge. It's a dive, but right on the beach! We are staying there for two nights then going with my parents friend's on their sailboat over by Seaport village. We will sleep on the sailboat Thrus night and then drive to LA to go to Disneyland on Friday and Saturday. Molly is already in Cali with Todd. We will meet up with them later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi---I will try to call you one day. Are you closer to LA or San Diego???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bringing a couple books to read...Peace Like a River and one other one that I found at the library. Tried to get Twilight but it was all checked out at the library. I also have 3 moves for the car...Flicka, The Queen and Music and Lyrics. That should keep me occupied, along with all the snakcs we packed! I will probably come home with a couple extra pounds. But that's ok, just something to work on next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-797138420857403496?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/797138420857403496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=797138420857403496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/797138420857403496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/797138420857403496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/05/california-here-we-comemaybe.html' title='California Here We Come...Maybe'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31541124.post-8190875721161158099</id><published>2007-05-16T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:10.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been getting letters lately that I have not gotten the scholarships that I had applied for. On saturday I got one and the first word was Congratulations! So I was excited and kept reading. It said that I had been chosen for the Neely scholarship and that I would be awarded $1100 each semester for 2007-2008 school year. I kept reading and it had the following three requirements&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-Maintain a 2.5 GPA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2-Be enrolled full time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-Be admitted in to the MORRISON SCHOOL OF AGRICULTURAL BUSINESS!!???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What-why give me a scholoarship that says I have to change my major-retarded!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So on Monday I get a call from the ASU financial services office and they state that requirement #3 should have been deleted and that I am eligible for the scholarship-yeah!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was not planning to work for my last semester, but now I know I don't have to! I still think that I will get the spine scholarship ($500) so I am waiting to hear on that one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also got all my grades back- all A's and a darn B+. it's ok though becuase my overall GPA is still a 3.97&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bud bought tickets for us to go to the Suns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RktUfbUl2QI/AAAAAAAAADg/8qcnQ2pvQ6A/s1600-h/21.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065235104795056386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RktUfbUl2QI/AAAAAAAAADg/8qcnQ2pvQ6A/s400/21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; game tonight....They always lose when I go, but tonight if they lose it won't be my fault, it will be the NBA's for suspending Diaw and Stodemier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31541124-8190875721161158099?l=maydaybaby83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/feeds/8190875721161158099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31541124&amp;postID=8190875721161158099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8190875721161158099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31541124/posts/default/8190875721161158099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maydaybaby83.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562262729745817889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/SXuufJp3tUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lbEQC978GQI/S220/IMG_3042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QLfMmDl6pnM/RktUfbUl2QI/AAAAAAAAADg/8qcnQ2pvQ6A/s72-c/21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
