<?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-2482298885680474590</id><updated>2012-02-03T08:50:19.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6106334332839339856</id><published>2010-05-04T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:11:04.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARRIED!!!</title><content type='html'>Due to the fact that Merrill and I got married, a new blog was in order. It will be beautified eventually, but for now, this is where you can find updates of Merrill and I...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://merrillandkatie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;http://merrillandkatie.blogspot.com&lt;/span&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/2482298885680474590-6106334332839339856?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6106334332839339856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6106334332839339856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6106334332839339856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6106334332839339856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/05/married.html' title='MARRIED!!!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6095051580021763793</id><published>2010-04-27T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:13:23.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>I get married in 3 days! Get excited, cause I am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9fR1C1pfrI/AAAAAAAABWk/ys8xdL347Yg/s1600/km212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9fR1C1pfrI/AAAAAAAABWk/ys8xdL347Yg/s320/km212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465067382062546610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6095051580021763793?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6095051580021763793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6095051580021763793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6095051580021763793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6095051580021763793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9fR1C1pfrI/AAAAAAAABWk/ys8xdL347Yg/s72-c/km212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6237332610281561418</id><published>2010-04-22T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:23:52.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, rain go away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/tenday/USUT0145"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;http://www.weather.com/weather/tenday/USUT0145&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is not looking promising. But this is a ten-day, so maybe it'll change??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time, enjoy the pictures in the rain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2KKNNDGI/AAAAAAAABWc/2VrVS4QmWog/s1600/km223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2KKNNDGI/AAAAAAAABWc/2VrVS4QmWog/s320/km223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462996264910916706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2JtOw1rI/AAAAAAAABWU/qlaFKFIqCg8/s1600/km222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2JtOw1rI/AAAAAAAABWU/qlaFKFIqCg8/s320/km222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462996257132828338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2JWqI0XI/AAAAAAAABWM/HUcLLNSexIA/s1600/km221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2JWqI0XI/AAAAAAAABWM/HUcLLNSexIA/s320/km221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462996251073630578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2I6OC_dI/AAAAAAAABWE/jSG6jnhcAls/s1600/km220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2I6OC_dI/AAAAAAAABWE/jSG6jnhcAls/s320/km220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462996243439615442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6237332610281561418?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6237332610281561418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6237332610281561418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6237332610281561418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6237332610281561418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='rain, rain go away...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S9B2KKNNDGI/AAAAAAAABWc/2VrVS4QmWog/s72-c/km223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5882372189857553865</id><published>2010-04-20T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:30:57.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next in line.</title><content type='html'>Now that finals are over, it is time to focus my energy on packing and wedding stuff... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S83Wi4NBziI/AAAAAAAABV8/e7zttB3u74s/s1600/km215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S83Wi4NBziI/AAAAAAAABV8/e7zttB3u74s/s320/km215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462257817761205794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5882372189857553865?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5882372189857553865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5882372189857553865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5882372189857553865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5882372189857553865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/next-in-line.html' title='Next in line.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S83Wi4NBziI/AAAAAAAABV8/e7zttB3u74s/s72-c/km215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-141239949128720285</id><published>2010-04-17T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T08:01:47.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please ignore the photo in the previous post. THIS is the boy that came to visit me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S8nLr_BjYZI/AAAAAAAABV0/fBblDAjWATQ/s1600/n17828396_36723853_3135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S8nLr_BjYZI/AAAAAAAABV0/fBblDAjWATQ/s320/n17828396_36723853_3135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461119979676197266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PS I am marrying this boy in two weeks! Two weeks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-141239949128720285?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/141239949128720285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=141239949128720285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/141239949128720285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/141239949128720285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-ignore-photo-in-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S8nLr_BjYZI/AAAAAAAABV0/fBblDAjWATQ/s72-c/n17828396_36723853_3135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-426959486106677951</id><published>2010-04-16T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:25:45.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S8lTiRgAyUI/AAAAAAAABVs/N4v6XMMcJRY/s1600/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S8lTiRgAyUI/AAAAAAAABVs/N4v6XMMcJRY/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460987871441766722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a surprise visit tonight from this boy. I wasn't supposed to see him until tomorrow afternoon because he was at a wedding in Idaho. This was the best break from my finals schedule. This boy must like me a lot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-426959486106677951?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/426959486106677951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=426959486106677951&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/426959486106677951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/426959486106677951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S8lTiRgAyUI/AAAAAAAABVs/N4v6XMMcJRY/s72-c/IMG_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4312263065444595892</id><published>2010-04-15T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:48:26.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant Gratification</title><content type='html'>I don't like taking tests in the Humanities Testing Center because I don't get the instant gratification of knowing what score I got immediately after taking the exam. Oh well. I guess I will just have to wait and find out if my 25 minute final was a bust or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4312263065444595892?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4312263065444595892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4312263065444595892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4312263065444595892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4312263065444595892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/instant-gratification.html' title='Instant Gratification'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4960320814212152609</id><published>2010-04-08T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T08:22:50.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The never ending to-do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a New Testament Quiz today &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take my powerpoint final on Saturday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read a book&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a paper about the book before Monday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a Humanities test on Monday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a paper comparing Renaissance humanism to Mormonism by Tuesday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Analyze architectural structures and write a paper about it by Tuesday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take my Humanities final on Thursday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do 14 hours of Service by next Friday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take my Inclusive Recreation final Friday morning &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to work &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take my New Testament final Saturday afternoon &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take my Church History final Saturday afternoon &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DONE WITH FINALS...bring on the wedding stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sign-in book &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take formal pictures &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take bridal pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack up all my stuff from Provo and take home &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ORGANIZE stuff &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Kinda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start thank-you notes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc. etc. etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; And all of this needs to be accomplished in &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S74dSxe5rrI/AAAAAAAABVk/z-q7e2hGMRo/s1600/lebron-james.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S74dSxe5rrI/AAAAAAAABVk/z-q7e2hGMRo/s320/lebron-james.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457832006777417394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (23) days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4960320814212152609?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4960320814212152609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4960320814212152609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4960320814212152609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4960320814212152609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-ending-to-do-list.html' title='The never ending to-do list'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S74dSxe5rrI/AAAAAAAABVk/z-q7e2hGMRo/s72-c/lebron-james.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7901882887570818141</id><published>2010-04-07T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:12:26.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zWj3Cuo_I/AAAAAAAABVM/q0qJBOEaNa4/s1600/24873_1395707261044_1483087368_31044927_7293169_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zWj3Cuo_I/AAAAAAAABVM/q0qJBOEaNa4/s320/24873_1395707261044_1483087368_31044927_7293169_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457472760025359346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zXER-W2CI/AAAAAAAABVU/enkjrvvDJbw/s1600/24-logo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zXER-W2CI/AAAAAAAABVU/enkjrvvDJbw/s320/24-logo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457473317010593826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zWjUClmaI/AAAAAAAABVE/PgF5hdEaW_Y/s1600/456673638_52c7efcbdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zWjUClmaI/AAAAAAAABVE/PgF5hdEaW_Y/s320/456673638_52c7efcbdd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457472750629525922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zYDP2gEmI/AAAAAAAABVc/6VlaAw-_htg/s1600/happy-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zYDP2gEmI/AAAAAAAABVc/6VlaAw-_htg/s320/happy-face.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457474398772531810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7901882887570818141?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7901882887570818141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7901882887570818141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7901882887570818141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7901882887570818141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7zWj3Cuo_I/AAAAAAAABVM/q0qJBOEaNa4/s72-c/24873_1395707261044_1483087368_31044927_7293169_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6572243068037944116</id><published>2010-04-02T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:13:08.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than 30 days people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk254/katiejobailey/km1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 563px;" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk254/katiejobailey/km1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is a very large picture... Oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right, our countdown is in the 20s.&lt;br /&gt;It's strange to think it's almost here.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6572243068037944116?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6572243068037944116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6572243068037944116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6572243068037944116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6572243068037944116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/04/less-than-30-days-people.html' title='Less than 30 days people!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3774224540654127055</id><published>2010-03-29T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:06:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be jealous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FMzbpSqAI/AAAAAAAABUU/gRVn_HIYh3A/s1600/DSC02221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FMzbpSqAI/AAAAAAAABUU/gRVn_HIYh3A/s320/DSC02221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454225070200367106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FM0ImTFWI/AAAAAAAABUc/bFR5nGwnEiE/s1600/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FM0ImTFWI/AAAAAAAABUc/bFR5nGwnEiE/s320/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454225082267407714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FM0ptwqmI/AAAAAAAABUk/0RfPZX785Sc/s1600/DSC02234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FM0ptwqmI/AAAAAAAABUk/0RfPZX785Sc/s320/DSC02234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454225091157076578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slash if we are not facebook friends, then enjoy a couple of our engagement photos that you have been missing out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FOK1EAkKI/AAAAAAAABU0/z0CYBvqhJb4/s1600/24873_1395707461049_1483087368_31044932_2171364_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FOK1EAkKI/AAAAAAAABU0/z0CYBvqhJb4/s320/24873_1395707461049_1483087368_31044932_2171364_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454226571671933090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FOLRfmeCI/AAAAAAAABU8/kZivRXw6tJg/s1600/24873_1395707501050_1483087368_31044933_73892_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FOLRfmeCI/AAAAAAAABU8/kZivRXw6tJg/s320/24873_1395707501050_1483087368_31044933_73892_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454226579303856162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FOKMdWYzI/AAAAAAAABUs/wCN4K5wW78E/s1600/15318_1390670255122_1483087368_31034940_5499993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FOKMdWYzI/AAAAAAAABUs/wCN4K5wW78E/s320/15318_1390670255122_1483087368_31034940_5499993_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454226560772367154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3774224540654127055?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3774224540654127055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3774224540654127055&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3774224540654127055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3774224540654127055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-be-jealous.html' title='Please be jealous.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S7FMzbpSqAI/AAAAAAAABUU/gRVn_HIYh3A/s72-c/DSC02221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7567806619084804771</id><published>2010-03-25T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:38:56.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6vjuNoUxTI/AAAAAAAABUM/GqY8aqbOX2s/s1600/n1483087368_30298114_6533616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6vjuNoUxTI/AAAAAAAABUM/GqY8aqbOX2s/s320/n1483087368_30298114_6533616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452702156934399282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6vjtxVQpsI/AAAAAAAABUE/2VnoBGGQPwg/s1600/n1483087368_30298113_2258845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6vjtxVQpsI/AAAAAAAABUE/2VnoBGGQPwg/s320/n1483087368_30298113_2258845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452702149338244802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday=the joys of throwing colored chalk into the air and inhaling it and not being able to breathe and becoming covered in color and making the shower turn purple and cleaning out your ears to find that they are pink inside and not being able to get the color fully off of you for a week or more and then waiting in anticipation for the next year to come around so you can do it all over again. Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7567806619084804771?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7567806619084804771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7567806619084804771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7567806619084804771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7567806619084804771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year again!!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6vjuNoUxTI/AAAAAAAABUM/GqY8aqbOX2s/s72-c/n1483087368_30298114_6533616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1270874408901994423</id><published>2010-03-21T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:56:18.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe we can take a good picture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6YyoeQ8iGI/AAAAAAAABT0/t8B6ACzqtGg/s1600-h/26434_380083913138_811878138_3677755_2045091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6YyoeQ8iGI/AAAAAAAABT0/t8B6ACzqtGg/s320/26434_380083913138_811878138_3677755_2045091_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451100069878859874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1270874408901994423?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1270874408901994423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1270874408901994423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1270874408901994423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1270874408901994423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/03/40-more-days.html' title='maybe we can take a good picture...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S6YyoeQ8iGI/AAAAAAAABT0/t8B6ACzqtGg/s72-c/26434_380083913138_811878138_3677755_2045091_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4777714072966192111</id><published>2010-03-08T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:11:36.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday.</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up 20 minutes before my alarm. I fell back asleep and the 20 minutes went way too fast so I hit the snooze... 3 times. Right after my 3rd alarm I get a call from Bridgette asking me what donut flavor I wanted because she was going to stop by krispy kreme on her way back from Cedar City. I then went to find Selina to see what she wanted, but she was MIA (dentist) so that ended the phone conversation with Bridgette. Selina arrived and said she didn't want one so I called Bridgette to inform her, but she didn't answer. I then received a call from Bridgette assuming she was just calling me back because she missed my call earlier. The phone call went something like this (this is very paraphrased):&lt;br /&gt;Bridgette: I need help!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Bridgette: I ran out of gas!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What??&lt;br /&gt;Bridgette: I am on the freeway and I ran out of gas. I was in the far left lane and my car just ran out of gas. An officer pulled up to see what was wrong and I told him and he had to stop all lanes of traffic to get me to the right shoulder. I need you to bring me gas.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know how to do that. I have never had to bring anyone gas before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to go to a gas station, buy a gas can container, fill it with gas, get off the right exit and accidentally get back on the freeway going south, get off the next exit and get back on heading north, find Bridgette in which someone had just pulled up right ahead of me to see if she needed help, he left, I gave her the gas can, we filled up her car, she got gas, I went back to the apartment to get somewhat ready for school, she arrives at the apartment, we head up to campus, I am 10 minutes late for class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely Monday. I'm ready for the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4777714072966192111?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4777714072966192111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4777714072966192111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4777714072966192111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4777714072966192111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-monday.html' title='It&apos;s Monday.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2422002123388453177</id><published>2010-03-07T23:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:46:03.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merrill and I aren't photogenic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S5SrNL8hBgI/AAAAAAAABTU/Ntev50P6SpM/s1600-h/km4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S5SrNL8hBgI/AAAAAAAABTU/Ntev50P6SpM/s320/km4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446166092431033858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2422002123388453177?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2422002123388453177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2422002123388453177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2422002123388453177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2422002123388453177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/03/merrill-and-i-arent-photogenic.html' title='Merrill and I aren&apos;t photogenic.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S5SrNL8hBgI/AAAAAAAABTU/Ntev50P6SpM/s72-c/km4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4031323681060895730</id><published>2010-03-02T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:38:21.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It appears as though I have gotten in a fight with Rocky.</title><content type='html'>Wisdom teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41julFnUkI/AAAAAAAABS8/FKntMuhmSVM/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41julFnUkI/AAAAAAAABS8/FKntMuhmSVM/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444117176441590338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Despite the off coloring, I promise I brush my teeth regularly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got them out Friday morning. And no, they did not put me under when they took them out. And yes, at times I could feel them yanking on my teeth and I had to tell them to give me more meds so I wouldn't be able to feel it. And yes, I had to do that three times and tears were shed and I squirmed in my dentist chair a lot. Not pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I became puffy. Very, very puffy. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41kf5yKeDI/AAAAAAAABTE/7CPA5xweSs8/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41kf5yKeDI/AAAAAAAABTE/7CPA5xweSs8/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444118023810742322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Note to self: Never gain 100 lbs. and stop wearing make-up. Not a good look for you...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only am I puffy, I have a black eye... I understand that I have always had black circles under my eyes. That's just the way that I am. But I am talking a full on black eye. The right side of my face is bruised. The bruising on my cheek is light, but my eye is black. I am not sure if at some point during the procedure someone punched me in the face, but I think I could give Rocky a run for his money on facial deformity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41lbuJbnGI/AAAAAAAABTM/fKoQfq_8gFc/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41lbuJbnGI/AAAAAAAABTM/fKoQfq_8gFc/s320/Photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444119051479260258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(As you can see-- left=normal black circle/right=black eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add to the mix, I have acquired my dad and brother's cough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we learn from Katie getting her wisdom teeth out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It is not a pleasant experience&lt;br /&gt;2. Living on soup and yogurt and pudding is not the life to live&lt;br /&gt;3. Gaining 100 lbs in the face is not a good look&lt;br /&gt;4. Puffy face plus black eye equals lots of stares from the public&lt;br /&gt;5. Smiling does not help the pain, it makes it worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had/have a better experience than me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4031323681060895730?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4031323681060895730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4031323681060895730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4031323681060895730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4031323681060895730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-appears-as-though-i-have-gotten-in.html' title='It appears as though I have gotten in a fight with Rocky.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S41julFnUkI/AAAAAAAABS8/FKntMuhmSVM/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3611915859680027283</id><published>2010-02-19T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:28:17.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have i mentioned that...</title><content type='html'>...I LOVE my major??&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S35LhSUSdSI/AAAAAAAABS0/HOqTBwM6-oI/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S35LhSUSdSI/AAAAAAAABS0/HOqTBwM6-oI/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439868435134838050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3611915859680027283?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3611915859680027283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3611915859680027283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3611915859680027283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3611915859680027283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-i-mentioned-that.html' title='have i mentioned that...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S35LhSUSdSI/AAAAAAAABS0/HOqTBwM6-oI/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2384755192655831574</id><published>2010-02-15T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:23:19.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy girl's day!</title><content type='html'>A girl at work accidentally called Valentine's Day, girl's day...makes sense. Anyway. Saturday was a long day of work...didn't get back to the apartment until 1 a.m.... so I didn't get to see Merrill, but this was waiting for me when I got home:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kCoWN1eAI/AAAAAAAABSY/PSdgtLPnyHw/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kCoWN1eAI/AAAAAAAABSY/PSdgtLPnyHw/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438380917208217602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmm... cookie cookie. I had to wait until today to give him his present. I was super excited to give it to him, so it was worth the wait I guess. A shadow box with some memorabilia from the last year. Good thing I keep everything for occasions such as this. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kDWdwM-SI/AAAAAAAABSg/Uh_vf24gaGg/s1600-h/IMG_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kDWdwM-SI/AAAAAAAABSg/Uh_vf24gaGg/s320/IMG_0119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438381709505394978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy girl's day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kELbQHj4I/AAAAAAAABSo/R4ljxcBPS6g/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kELbQHj4I/AAAAAAAABSo/R4ljxcBPS6g/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438382619367018370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2384755192655831574?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2384755192655831574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2384755192655831574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2384755192655831574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2384755192655831574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-girls-day.html' title='happy girl&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3kCoWN1eAI/AAAAAAAABSY/PSdgtLPnyHw/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5502439141697663296</id><published>2010-02-09T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:53:27.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G9LkX6Z8I/AAAAAAAABSQ/lwl5ccV_CmE/s1600-h/annieandjarednewyork003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G9LkX6Z8I/AAAAAAAABSQ/lwl5ccV_CmE/s320/annieandjarednewyork003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436334231653083074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G9LR1747I/AAAAAAAABSI/odjfF2tbu1I/s1600-h/12-love-candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G9LR1747I/AAAAAAAABSI/odjfF2tbu1I/s320/12-love-candles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436334226678735794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G836lLmlI/AAAAAAAABSA/9mQ7aYbCuZs/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G836lLmlI/AAAAAAAABSA/9mQ7aYbCuZs/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436333894016932434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G83eSNKFI/AAAAAAAABR4/UrvupJrLdkA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G83eSNKFI/AAAAAAAABR4/UrvupJrLdkA/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436333886421149778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G83H59D-I/AAAAAAAABRw/jZ4Vkz6uFJI/s1600-h/2-red-balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G83H59D-I/AAAAAAAABRw/jZ4Vkz6uFJI/s320/2-red-balloons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436333880413851618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G82h644OI/AAAAAAAABRo/FABkqswFiqo/s1600-h/2-cubs-fan-engagement-photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G82h644OI/AAAAAAAABRo/FABkqswFiqo/s320/2-cubs-fan-engagement-photos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436333870217224418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G82bew8PI/AAAAAAAABRg/zm62ubb_97s/s1600-h/1-engagement-photos-with-monkeybars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G82bew8PI/AAAAAAAABRg/zm62ubb_97s/s320/1-engagement-photos-with-monkeybars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436333868488650994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I do is look at wedding stuff online. Wedding blogs are my downfall to productivity. Cakes, flowers, centerpieces, invitations, engagement pictures, bridal pictures, wedding pictures, bridesmaid dresses, chinese paper lanterns, desserts, outfits, poses, bouquets, scenery, themes. The list never ends and the wedding blogs never cease. &lt;a href="http://snippetandink.blogspot.com"&gt;snippetandink.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; is a delightful location that holds all the pictures and ideas you could ever want. I have looked through all of those posts and I have moved onto the sidebar with the photo/video blog links. Oh my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5502439141697663296?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5502439141697663296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5502439141697663296&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5502439141697663296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5502439141697663296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-life.html' title='My life.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S3G9LkX6Z8I/AAAAAAAABSQ/lwl5ccV_CmE/s72-c/annieandjarednewyork003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5110828976862691131</id><published>2010-01-30T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T02:32:13.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've lived 20 years.</title><content type='html'>It's been a good day. &lt;br /&gt;I've gained probably 20 lbs. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the early morning Kneaders french toast run with Albs and Selina.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by pasta salad and Cafe Rio and cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the majority of the day with Lorelai and Rory.&lt;br /&gt;And finished my day off with Merrill and Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5110828976862691131?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5110828976862691131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5110828976862691131&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5110828976862691131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5110828976862691131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-lived-20-years.html' title='I&apos;ve lived 20 years.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7691997669694218766</id><published>2010-01-23T23:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:36:28.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fact.</title><content type='html'>I went to prom with this boy four years ago. Who would've guessed it would end up like this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S1v3-aHGnGI/AAAAAAAABRI/TezDKt_mUlU/s1600-h/n17828396_31140750_9233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S1v3-aHGnGI/AAAAAAAABRI/TezDKt_mUlU/s320/n17828396_31140750_9233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430206427258330210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S1v39wCQfjI/AAAAAAAABRA/pVfsEDozj7U/s1600-h/n17828396_31140751_9910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S1v39wCQfjI/AAAAAAAABRA/pVfsEDozj7U/s320/n17828396_31140751_9910.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430206415963717170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7691997669694218766?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7691997669694218766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7691997669694218766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7691997669694218766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7691997669694218766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-fact.html' title='Fun Fact.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S1v3-aHGnGI/AAAAAAAABRI/TezDKt_mUlU/s72-c/n17828396_31140750_9233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2670340871839949168</id><published>2010-01-16T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:13:03.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said yes to a dress!</title><content type='html'>Wedding dress. Check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2670340871839949168?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2670340871839949168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2670340871839949168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2670340871839949168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2670340871839949168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-said-yes-to-dress.html' title='I said yes to a dress!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5474535230066763816</id><published>2010-01-08T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:50:58.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and it's finally official!</title><content type='html'>YAY! I'm engaged. For Real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bqdohQEzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ypyeZYxAj-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bqdohQEzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ypyeZYxAj-Y/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424280596028330802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I am bad at taking pictures of me with the ring, here are some shots of just the ring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bq6-iX0GI/AAAAAAAABQg/VKwuGS4rlyw/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bq6-iX0GI/AAAAAAAABQg/VKwuGS4rlyw/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424281100154818658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bq6qilCkI/AAAAAAAABQY/Wna1F_FfyYo/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bq6qilCkI/AAAAAAAABQY/Wna1F_FfyYo/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424281094786976322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the story for those who care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background: Once upon a time, nearly a year ago, Merrill and I completed a&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/58-across-cookie-with-filling.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;crossword puzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;together and that is when he decided that he kinda liked me a little... :) Okay, now the real story can begin. Today I got home from school around 3. I text Merrill at this time because he is usually on his break at work. He doesn't respond. I don't really question and decide to take a nap at around 3:30 because I know that he won't get done until around 5:30, which gives me sufficient sleep time. At 4 I get a text from him telling me that he is done and that he will see me soon. Taking note that it is much earlier than regular, I don't question because he kept saying that it was a slow day at work. He then arrives at my apartment wearing jeans with his hands in his back pockets... Suspicion arises. He normally just stops by my apartment right after work in his dress pants. Just call me Nancy Drew. Anyway, I ask him what he wants to do and he says that we should go for a walk because it is nice outside. Have you checked the weather lately?! It isn't my definition of nice, but I went along and got a coat and we headed out. We walked to a bench that we used to go to when it was actually nice out. We sat down and he whipped out a paper with a crossword puzzle that he made on the inside. He told me I had to do 12 down last. So la la la go through the puzzle and the clue for number twelve was "what you need to ask me for" Toughy. Especially when it is an L _ _ _ _ _. It was letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bv30cr3-I/AAAAAAAABQo/_5VW0azJWmg/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bv30cr3-I/AAAAAAAABQo/_5VW0azJWmg/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424286543465144290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So he pulls out a letter that says I love you blah, blah, blah. I love you blah, blah, blah ( I am using the blahs not as a lack of appreciation of the stuff said in the letter, but more as a I don't want to tell you what is in the letter. It was cute though.) The last two lines of the letter said "I love that you want to marry me. For that to happen, you need to answer just one question for me...." I set the paper down and looked at him. He then got down on one knee and asked me to marry him! And I said yes :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day! I've been grinning from ear to ear ever since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bx0NoSpXI/AAAAAAAABQw/9Q7n-mMkSmY/s1600-h/18877_715595289319_17828396_39499064_4734419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bx0NoSpXI/AAAAAAAABQw/9Q7n-mMkSmY/s320/18877_715595289319_17828396_39499064_4734419_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424288680528487794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5474535230066763816?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5474535230066763816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5474535230066763816&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5474535230066763816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5474535230066763816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-its-finally-official.html' title='...and it&apos;s finally official!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0bqdohQEzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ypyeZYxAj-Y/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3257330237458012503</id><published>2010-01-06T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:19:15.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I think this year is looking promising for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0VShpxPXtI/AAAAAAAABQI/B0mNSSVO7mE/s1600-h/DSC02204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0VShpxPXtI/AAAAAAAABQI/B0mNSSVO7mE/s320/DSC02204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423832064339173074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3257330237458012503?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3257330237458012503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3257330237458012503&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3257330237458012503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3257330237458012503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0VShpxPXtI/AAAAAAAABQI/B0mNSSVO7mE/s72-c/DSC02204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6740987539884489175</id><published>2010-01-03T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:33:39.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time I used to blog...</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lack of posts. I blame the break. It isn't like I didn't have anything to put, I was just soaking in the fact that I didn't have to worry about anything for two weeks. Here is a brief recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the best part of Christmas. We had a delicious turkey dinner with homemade rolls. Good work mom. This feast was followed by the traditional piano music of my talented sister Shelli. After some tears were shed by practically the entire family we headed out to enjoy the lights. We had our awards and our *N Sync Christmas CD. These were some of my favorite awards that we handed out. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FoRLcLEHI/AAAAAAAABO4/c8fhcR-9E74/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FoRLcLEHI/AAAAAAAABO4/c8fhcR-9E74/s320/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422730070668808306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FoQls3x3I/AAAAAAAABOw/XY6cZUC_LAs/s1600-h/DSC02193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FoQls3x3I/AAAAAAAABOw/XY6cZUC_LAs/s320/DSC02193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422730060538300274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course we had to go visit Santa at the Patterson's house.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FotCoYumI/AAAAAAAABPA/mDM37qQbYqE/s1600-h/IMG_3539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FotCoYumI/AAAAAAAABPA/mDM37qQbYqE/s320/IMG_3539.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422730549340453474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great Christmas! The child was there to open up his, as well as our, presents. Oh wait. Once he opened his present from me, he stopped opening his presents. In fact, he refused. Apparently his Lightning McQueen and Tractor were more exciting than the thrill of opening presents. Whatever floats his boat I guess. I got a nice camera, which I am stoked to use. Pretty... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fp-8yJAxI/AAAAAAAABPI/HpSOW13DJCc/s1600-h/2806-canon-rebel-xs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fp-8yJAxI/AAAAAAAABPI/HpSOW13DJCc/s320/2806-canon-rebel-xs1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422731956520026898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merrill's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching two malls for his new shoes and bowling and birthday dinner, we made gingerbread creations at his house with  his family.  We would like to call our work of art "Alaskan Countryside." &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr0O9vsOI/AAAAAAAABPY/yDL16EAVD2M/s1600-h/DSC02198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr0O9vsOI/AAAAAAAABPY/yDL16EAVD2M/s320/DSC02198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422733971445231842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FrzqSZH0I/AAAAAAAABPQ/sxMAQwD9fwU/s1600-h/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FrzqSZH0I/AAAAAAAABPQ/sxMAQwD9fwU/s320/DSC02197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422733961599721282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the nice craftsmanship of Merrill's sister and brother-in-law. Not too shabby. Not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr1gzVG0I/AAAAAAAABPw/3eqV3_Pmw_w/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr1gzVG0I/AAAAAAAABPw/3eqV3_Pmw_w/s320/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422733993413253954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Merrill's dad and sister's interpretation of the little house on the prairie house. Or something like that. This is probably the best depiction of a gingerbread house out of all of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr1PG3foI/AAAAAAAABPo/BJQhOvZm6PU/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr1PG3foI/AAAAAAAABPo/BJQhOvZm6PU/s320/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422733988663361154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we have the nephews' creation. Very creative if I do say so myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr0o-IRQI/AAAAAAAABPg/-bOCnCY-ZiY/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fr0o-IRQI/AAAAAAAABPg/-bOCnCY-ZiY/s320/DSC02199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422733978426164482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc's Wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Marc got married over the break, so we headed up to Logan for the day. Good looking boys. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fu6yp2SHI/AAAAAAAABP4/M7ju5Ix2_7w/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0Fu6yp2SHI/AAAAAAAABP4/M7ju5Ix2_7w/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422737382639552626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is a sufficient recap. We did take some sibling pictures, but the pictures are located on my dad's computer so you will just have to imagine how good we all looked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it is back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6740987539884489175?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6740987539884489175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6740987539884489175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6740987539884489175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6740987539884489175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-upon-time-i-used-to-blog.html' title='once upon a time I used to blog...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/S0FoRLcLEHI/AAAAAAAABO4/c8fhcR-9E74/s72-c/DSC02195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1908212559681507654</id><published>2009-12-20T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:59:37.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and another...</title><content type='html'>...roommate engaged! Cassi got engaged over the weekend. Woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sy6eKZ8SpKI/AAAAAAAABOY/mqTcag02KfE/s1600-h/14667_217938877065_728167065_3592862_4206189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sy6eKZ8SpKI/AAAAAAAABOY/mqTcag02KfE/s320/14667_217938877065_728167065_3592862_4206189_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417441303372932258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1908212559681507654?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1908212559681507654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1908212559681507654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1908212559681507654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1908212559681507654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-another.html' title='and another...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sy6eKZ8SpKI/AAAAAAAABOY/mqTcag02KfE/s72-c/14667_217938877065_728167065_3592862_4206189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5399695889726471280</id><published>2009-12-13T17:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:15:27.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGAGED!</title><content type='html'>My dear roommate Bridgette got engaged over the weekend. Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SyWRk7vlHaI/AAAAAAAABOI/kT0fYHwq9UI/s1600-h/8230_191032127456_624107456_4304993_4836192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SyWRk7vlHaI/AAAAAAAABOI/kT0fYHwq9UI/s320/8230_191032127456_624107456_4304993_4836192_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414894190681464226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5399695889726471280?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5399695889726471280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5399695889726471280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5399695889726471280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5399695889726471280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/12/engaged.html' title='ENGAGED!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SyWRk7vlHaI/AAAAAAAABOI/kT0fYHwq9UI/s72-c/8230_191032127456_624107456_4304993_4836192_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-393674481307199762</id><published>2009-12-01T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:54:49.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>additional footage.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I am researching more on quad rugby and all that and I found this. Yep. He was one of them that was there last night. Wish I would've known this earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pU3plw0tddE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pU3plw0tddE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-393674481307199762?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/393674481307199762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=393674481307199762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/393674481307199762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/393674481307199762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/12/additional-footage.html' title='additional footage.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-577972924446933653</id><published>2009-11-30T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:18:30.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love leisure</title><content type='html'>Blistered thumb. Sliced up finger tips. Sore shoulders and arms. Bruised toes. Totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight for my leisure project, a group of classmates and I held a quad rugby tournament. Everyone in our group had to put together a team. My team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTN2EDghQI/AAAAAAAABNQ/WfeFmhfJo4s/s1600/DSC02179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTN2EDghQI/AAAAAAAABNQ/WfeFmhfJo4s/s320/DSC02179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410175381063894274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best team ever! Well maybe not. We annihilated our first opponent, but we got creamed the second game. Me and Selina blame it on the lack of break that we got in between games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots of the game. Be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTPLz45vRI/AAAAAAAABNo/sDj0w9nOm1Q/s1600/DSC02177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTPLz45vRI/AAAAAAAABNo/sDj0w9nOm1Q/s320/DSC02177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410176854193192210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTPLd_3g7I/AAAAAAAABNg/z4TxVL-H1bE/s1600/DSC02174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTPLd_3g7I/AAAAAAAABNg/z4TxVL-H1bE/s320/DSC02174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410176848316826546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTPK_mGFyI/AAAAAAAABNY/0estFpujBpE/s1600/DSC02173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTPK_mGFyI/AAAAAAAABNY/0estFpujBpE/s320/DSC02173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410176840155666210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had two of the players from the actual Utah quad rugby team come. They are hardcore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTQv12SUCI/AAAAAAAABN4/3iexPdKATdE/s1600/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTQv12SUCI/AAAAAAAABN4/3iexPdKATdE/s320/DSC02187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410178572706009122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They may not look it in this picture, but check this out. Yep. I am pretty sure they could take me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTRDcWk5BI/AAAAAAAABOA/vc3LUodQ7yw/s1600/D3-Utah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTRDcWk5BI/AAAAAAAABOA/vc3LUodQ7yw/s320/D3-Utah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410178909459506194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp. Happy leisure everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-577972924446933653?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/577972924446933653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=577972924446933653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/577972924446933653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/577972924446933653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-leisure.html' title='i love leisure'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxTN2EDghQI/AAAAAAAABNQ/WfeFmhfJo4s/s72-c/DSC02179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3814870803035736947</id><published>2009-11-27T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:11:35.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxCTMzMMHVI/AAAAAAAABNA/lihxGyxGQkY/s1600/Question+mark+face.JPG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxCTMzMMHVI/AAAAAAAABNA/lihxGyxGQkY/s320/Question+mark+face.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408985000581012818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who we missed at Thanksgiving dinner? Erica, Kim, Traci, my dear sister Ashley, my dear brother Matt and Uncle Randy. That's right. No Uncle Randy. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did get to enjoy five or so homemade rolls, wild rice stuffing and my mini chocolate pie. Mmm... Love Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxCUJVS-e1I/AAAAAAAABNI/7D8QdM1BSbU/s1600/DSC02153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxCUJVS-e1I/AAAAAAAABNI/7D8QdM1BSbU/s320/DSC02153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408986040528436050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3814870803035736947?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3814870803035736947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3814870803035736947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3814870803035736947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3814870803035736947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-who.html' title='Guess who?'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SxCTMzMMHVI/AAAAAAAABNA/lihxGyxGQkY/s72-c/Question+mark+face.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7703833795586842996</id><published>2009-11-22T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:14:23.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow a year ago...</title><content type='html'>...I was in FRANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwnIUQvyFbI/AAAAAAAABM4/cSKyMThGblc/s1600/GetAttachment-5.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwnIUQvyFbI/AAAAAAAABM4/cSKyMThGblc/s320/GetAttachment-5.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407073078053311922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7703833795586842996?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7703833795586842996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7703833795586842996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7703833795586842996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7703833795586842996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrow-year-ago.html' title='tomorrow a year ago...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwnIUQvyFbI/AAAAAAAABM4/cSKyMThGblc/s72-c/GetAttachment-5.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4809377742571843409</id><published>2009-11-20T01:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:13:23.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario Kart</title><content type='html'>Last night, Matt and Sarah held a Mario Kart party. Every couple had to dress up as a pair of characters from the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my self-timer didn't work the first time, but I really appreciate this picture of me and Whitlie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHwXbpihI/AAAAAAAABMA/lV_uyjHtKiE/s1600/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHwXbpihI/AAAAAAAABMA/lV_uyjHtKiE/s320/DSC02127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406228036442491410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-timed photo success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbEpBxFbfI/AAAAAAAABLY/zcmmgPSo86w/s1600/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbEpBxFbfI/AAAAAAAABLY/zcmmgPSo86w/s320/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406224611832851954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (John Shumway and his date: Ninjas, Chris Eppich and Katie: they are just matching, but we designated them as the castles, me and Merrill: green and pink yoshi, Matt and Sarah: Luigi and Mario, Dallin and Whitlie: D.K. and Junior D.K. aka Donkey Kong, and Brad and Taylor: Princess Peach and Wario)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben was our tech guy for the evening and set up four gaming systems (the Wii isn't in the picture yet, but you get the idea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbGJO4yeWI/AAAAAAAABLg/hRtsJfZvxA4/s1600/DSC02126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbGJO4yeWI/AAAAAAAABLg/hRtsJfZvxA4/s320/DSC02126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406226264622266722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some close ups:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHcySMcyI/AAAAAAAABL4/jC1kXm7RkWQ/s1600/DSC02138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHcySMcyI/AAAAAAAABL4/jC1kXm7RkWQ/s320/DSC02138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227700053209890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHcXL3OoI/AAAAAAAABLw/yrg645-rv_g/s1600/DSC02139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHcXL3OoI/AAAAAAAABLw/yrg645-rv_g/s320/DSC02139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227692778896002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHbq1s_0I/AAAAAAAABLo/Ap9g3PF7K3Q/s1600/DSC02133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHbq1s_0I/AAAAAAAABLo/Ap9g3PF7K3Q/s320/DSC02133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227680874790722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night, they decided to create a double bracket. The combo of the couples places (1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th) would determine who was in the winner and loser's bracket. If there was a tie (1st and 4th/ 2nd and 3rd) there was a tie break on the short mushroom course. Merrill is no longer hiding his talent under a bushel. That boy is pretty much a master at this game. However, I was the one that brought our team down. Shocking. Apparently, my childhood of me watching Matt play, gained me no skill. Either way, Merrill and I ended up in the championship and got beat twice by Brad and Taylor. My bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little taste of victory and defeat between John and Brad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-130cf9221b912938" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D130cf9221b912938%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CF99A08A831CBC380FE1DFF83C8DC557FDDA2E8.3D39341EBF33900A6EB5ED1DB933A714100B927B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D130cf9221b912938%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwRBeI1Aj0O1iT95EwdwsKhht-sE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D130cf9221b912938%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CF99A08A831CBC380FE1DFF83C8DC557FDDA2E8.3D39341EBF33900A6EB5ED1DB933A714100B927B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D130cf9221b912938%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwRBeI1Aj0O1iT95EwdwsKhht-sE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are just some fun shots of the night. Sorry this is so long and picture filled. This event needed to be well documented...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMm6vJn_I/AAAAAAAABMY/iJGsl1u3wYM/s1600/DSC02145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMm6vJn_I/AAAAAAAABMY/iJGsl1u3wYM/s320/DSC02145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406233371678973938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMmXa3boI/AAAAAAAABMQ/yab_yS9FmAs/s1600/DSC02143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMmXa3boI/AAAAAAAABMQ/yab_yS9FmAs/s320/DSC02143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406233362198654594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMlscfNKI/AAAAAAAABMI/RgpubkjemcM/s1600/DSC02142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMlscfNKI/AAAAAAAABMI/RgpubkjemcM/s320/DSC02142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406233350662730914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMnQ_iwfI/AAAAAAAABMg/H3zYrDSq8-U/s1600/DSC02147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbMnQ_iwfI/AAAAAAAABMg/H3zYrDSq8-U/s320/DSC02147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406233377653309938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to send a shout out to Shelli and Albree for their crafty skill and sewing machines to make mine and Merrill's costume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4809377742571843409?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4809377742571843409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4809377742571843409&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4809377742571843409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4809377742571843409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/mario-kart.html' title='Mario Kart'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SwbHwXbpihI/AAAAAAAABMA/lV_uyjHtKiE/s72-c/DSC02127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5907312800053529153</id><published>2009-11-12T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:03:39.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm...</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving. Such a fulfilling holiday--family, food, football. Reasons to get excited for Thanksgiving this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pie! And not just any pie. Aunt Janette's individually made chocolate pies. (Hopefully she will still make them for me once I have graduated from the little kid's table...) PS this is not an accurate representation of the mini chocolate pie. Due to some complications last year, only big people pies were made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2w6Kqg2I/AAAAAAAABKk/Zn3wUuoVd2A/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2w6Kqg2I/AAAAAAAABKk/Zn3wUuoVd2A/s320/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403324235557536610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aunt Denise's homemade rolls. Mmm... And don't be deceived by the unhappy look, I think Matt caught her off guard in taking the picture because I'm sure she loves making the rolls as much as I love eating them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2vyeO99I/AAAAAAAABKU/V32oeqKiUSo/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2vyeO99I/AAAAAAAABKU/V32oeqKiUSo/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403324216312264658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. UNCLE RANDY!!! I only get to see him a few times a year and there is no better time to see him than during the Thanksgiving holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2wX7U1zI/AAAAAAAABKc/5ecDRSjeGUk/s1600-h/DSC01542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2wX7U1zI/AAAAAAAABKc/5ecDRSjeGUk/s320/DSC01542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403324226366396210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5907312800053529153?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5907312800053529153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5907312800053529153&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5907312800053529153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5907312800053529153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/mmm.html' title='Mmm...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Svx2w6Kqg2I/AAAAAAAABKk/Zn3wUuoVd2A/s72-c/DSC01541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-538679414949958732</id><published>2009-11-09T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:09:47.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be Max Hall...</title><content type='html'>Scenario: We had a test for this class last weekend. Our professor only gives us two days to take the test-Thursday and Friday. Today, Max Hall walks into class and the professor and the TA were talking about the test. He was floored. "We seriously had a test? How did I not know?" Apparently someone wasn't in class that Wednesday when we had a review and did not look at his syllabus. &lt;br /&gt;Outcome: Max Hall appeared distraught. But never fear, the professor is flexible. "I have this neighbor boy who dressed up as Max Hall for Halloween. If I were to be so generous as to let you take the test tomorrow, you will have to sign a poster along with some of your buddies." "Can my running back come with me to take the test too?" "Sure." It appears that Harvey failed to take the test as well. Really?! Welcome to the real world of favoritism. Go team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SvhZwHvvGPI/AAAAAAAABKE/5T6Ya-9RNuU/s1600-h/hallbyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SvhZwHvvGPI/AAAAAAAABKE/5T6Ya-9RNuU/s320/hallbyu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402166436278769906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-538679414949958732?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/538679414949958732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=538679414949958732&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/538679414949958732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/538679414949958732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-to-be-max-hall.html' title='Oh to be Max Hall...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SvhZwHvvGPI/AAAAAAAABKE/5T6Ya-9RNuU/s72-c/hallbyu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-9023623699975309207</id><published>2009-11-03T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:59:44.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season (Almost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Good news. There is a whole store designated to Christmas already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bad news. Kosy decided to hold off on the Christmas music. I was thoroughly disappointed come Monday morning on my way to school when Daughtry was on and not Bing Crosby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't wait for Christmas to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*hot chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Christmas music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Elf (oh wait, I watched that one two weeks ago...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*decorations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*nativities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*temple square lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*wrapping gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*snowmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SvE0siesVdI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Gz1t2c7AzjU/s1600-h/DSC02113.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SvE0siesVdI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Gz1t2c7AzjU/s320/DSC02113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400155367968363986" /&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/2482298885680474590-9023623699975309207?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/9023623699975309207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=9023623699975309207&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/9023623699975309207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/9023623699975309207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season (Almost)'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SvE0siesVdI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Gz1t2c7AzjU/s72-c/DSC02113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-9004445591580409946</id><published>2009-11-01T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:59:16.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla.</title><content type='html'>Halloween. The night that I anticipate on doing absolutely nothing. Eat some junk food. Stick in a movie. Call it a night. No costume necessary. Welp, the movie and junk food came a little bit later in the evening this year. Merrill's cousin invited him to a Halloween party. Costume necessary. So... night of Halloween, no costume. What to do? Oh wait. I'm related to Matt Bailey. Basketball uniform. Instant costume. Perhaps Merrill had his Napoleon Dynamite suit. It was a winner: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1Z_mJw-AI/AAAAAAAABJM/Dga_sB7crBk/s1600-h/DSC02103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1Z_mJw-AI/AAAAAAAABJM/Dga_sB7crBk/s320/DSC02103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399070477395228674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the consensus was that matching was probably better and Merrill added his ghetto touch with the hats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bIl5ElbI/AAAAAAAABJc/uZeNJeJVkHE/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bIl5ElbI/AAAAAAAABJc/uZeNJeJVkHE/s320/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399071731455661490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-town (Atlanta to the slow one):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bINOYfgI/AAAAAAAABJU/Xt-tESmC6PM/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bINOYfgI/AAAAAAAABJU/Xt-tESmC6PM/s320/DSC02107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399071724834160130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing Merrill in his suit, Matt thought that he would fit better in it, so he took a moment to try on the lovely attire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bx_JcFZI/AAAAAAAABJs/e332X1LHoLY/s1600-h/DSC02110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bx_JcFZI/AAAAAAAABJs/e332X1LHoLY/s320/DSC02110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399072442609833362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bxaLD87I/AAAAAAAABJk/Z0my58humh8/s1600-h/DSC02109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1bxaLD87I/AAAAAAAABJk/Z0my58humh8/s320/DSC02109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399072432684528562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-9004445591580409946?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/9004445591580409946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=9004445591580409946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/9004445591580409946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/9004445591580409946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/11/holla.html' title='Holla.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Su1Z_mJw-AI/AAAAAAAABJM/Dga_sB7crBk/s72-c/DSC02103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8514466303654157542</id><published>2009-10-27T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:25:22.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it</title><content type='html'>Don't you wish you had my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sudy8fLNmJI/AAAAAAAABJA/HlFXAIOnGs0/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sudy8fLNmJI/AAAAAAAABJA/HlFXAIOnGs0/s320/DSC02095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397409061913073810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sudy72Q5uqI/AAAAAAAABI4/wgiu3OR_KLM/s1600-h/DSC02094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sudy72Q5uqI/AAAAAAAABI4/wgiu3OR_KLM/s320/DSC02094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397409050931083938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWtDwmhQFFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWtDwmhQFFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8514466303654157542?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8514466303654157542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8514466303654157542&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8514466303654157542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8514466303654157542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='this is it'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sudy8fLNmJI/AAAAAAAABJA/HlFXAIOnGs0/s72-c/DSC02095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3126812405248703933</id><published>2009-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:44:44.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flag football.</title><content type='html'>Mindy came with me to Merrill's flag football game. It was nice to have someone to sit with during the game. Mindy took it upon herself to take some pictures of Merrill. She was a little sad that Merrill never turned to smile for the camera. He gets in the zone. But she did get some nice action and not-so-action shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhyeFN2QI/AAAAAAAABIw/G3CI_dlP8zk/s1600-h/DSC02085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhyeFN2QI/AAAAAAAABIw/G3CI_dlP8zk/s320/DSC02085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395912454495394050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhyNI3ByI/AAAAAAAABIo/TmSeG337G0E/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhyNI3ByI/AAAAAAAABIo/TmSeG337G0E/s320/DSC02086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395912449947272994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhxkzuSBI/AAAAAAAABIg/Wjc5ipiZbSo/s1600-h/DSC02091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhxkzuSBI/AAAAAAAABIg/Wjc5ipiZbSo/s320/DSC02091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395912439121201170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you were wondering, they lost. Unfortunately their team isn't as good as my soccer team was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3126812405248703933?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3126812405248703933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3126812405248703933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3126812405248703933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3126812405248703933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/flag-football.html' title='flag football.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SuIhyeFN2QI/AAAAAAAABIw/G3CI_dlP8zk/s72-c/DSC02085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7143969013522736877</id><published>2009-10-18T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:14:30.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty?</title><content type='html'>This may seem like a strange question, but what are the odds that in the next couple of years I will get prettier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uncle Randy, here is a new post for you that I knew you would appreciate!&lt;br /&gt;*Aunt Janette, you should ask my mom about this one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7143969013522736877?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7143969013522736877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7143969013522736877&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7143969013522736877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7143969013522736877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/pretty.html' title='pretty?'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6793041065117729863</id><published>2009-10-06T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:07:49.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some pictures of my life...</title><content type='html'>I got my camera back from Matt just in time to share with you what has been occupying my time for eleven or so hours of my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9iwuKH_I/AAAAAAAABIE/SqQRBd3Htzs/s1600-h/DSC02079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9iwuKH_I/AAAAAAAABIE/SqQRBd3Htzs/s320/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389609783970635762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9iJ-PdSI/AAAAAAAABH8/d0AMOwMtE_Y/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9iJ-PdSI/AAAAAAAABH8/d0AMOwMtE_Y/s320/DSC02081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389609773569111330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseballs and Footballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9hqOtUuI/AAAAAAAABH0/T6-5ZN54cEo/s1600-h/DSC02082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9hqOtUuI/AAAAAAAABH0/T6-5ZN54cEo/s320/DSC02082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389609765048242914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9gleL3vI/AAAAAAAABHk/amvEuSoJJA0/s1600-h/DSC02083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9gleL3vI/AAAAAAAABHk/amvEuSoJJA0/s320/DSC02083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389609746591112946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it appears to be an easy process--bake the cake, mix in frosting, roll into balls, dip in chocolate, dry, repeat. False. This project had several little problems that provided a mild amount of stress in my life. Added on, I like things in the kitchen to turn out perfect, needless to say, I was disappointed. Bakerella makes it all look so easy. It is not. I will spare you all my complaining, just note that you shouldn't try this at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu_H2GtydI/AAAAAAAABIM/Uh0X-2-M3LE/s1600-h/DSC02080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu_H2GtydI/AAAAAAAABIM/Uh0X-2-M3LE/s320/DSC02080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389611520582601170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: another thing I have added to my Christmas list is a camera that is not a point and shoot. After working with my dad's pictures on his blog, these just aren't cutting it. And photoshop would be a nice addition as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6793041065117729863?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6793041065117729863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6793041065117729863&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6793041065117729863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6793041065117729863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-some-pictures-of-my-life.html' title='Finally some pictures of my life...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Ssu9iwuKH_I/AAAAAAAABIE/SqQRBd3Htzs/s72-c/DSC02079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-972277084009480229</id><published>2009-10-05T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:35:59.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot.</title><content type='html'>I left my keys up in Alpine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-972277084009480229?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/972277084009480229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=972277084009480229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/972277084009480229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/972277084009480229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/idiot.html' title='idiot.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7247499553643890915</id><published>2009-09-30T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:39:57.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas List.</title><content type='html'>I decided to make my Christmas list early. Last night, Merrill and I headed over to Ben's apartment to learn how to make bread in a Bosch. He made delicious bread. But I have learned the key to delicious homemade bread--freshly ground wheat. Both he and Melissa used a wheat grinder to get their flour. I voted it as a necessity among my other kitchen appliances. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas List&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;wheat grinder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SsOJwI72giI/AAAAAAAABHc/_zmtjP2U5e4/s1600-h/wheatgrinder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SsOJwI72giI/AAAAAAAABHc/_zmtjP2U5e4/s320/wheatgrinder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387301039390491170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7247499553643890915?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7247499553643890915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7247499553643890915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7247499553643890915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7247499553643890915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/09/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas List.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SsOJwI72giI/AAAAAAAABHc/_zmtjP2U5e4/s72-c/wheatgrinder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3165242868838071310</id><published>2009-09-28T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:34:19.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weighing my options for future reference.</title><content type='html'>Six page paper due tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library: 2.5 hours=3.5 pages written&lt;br /&gt;Apartment: 4 hours=1 paragraph written&lt;br /&gt;Merrill's house: 1 hour=2.5 pages written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self--if I ever want to accomplish any homework, my apartment is not the option to choose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3165242868838071310?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3165242868838071310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3165242868838071310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3165242868838071310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3165242868838071310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/09/weighing-my-options-for-future.html' title='weighing my options for future reference.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5154551563903442036</id><published>2009-09-17T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:03:01.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life saver. take two.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I attempted to save three lives yesterday, but Dallin Kauffman's MTC mission companion stabbed the needle through my vein rather than in my vein. You would think that I would have learned that giving blood is not meant for me, but I still go back in hopes that I will have just a normal experience. Anyway, he and others tried readjusting the needle and tightening the tourniquet until my whole arm was purple in hopes that my blood would start flowing a little bit faster . Unpleasant experience. Currently my arm is not even close to as bruised as it was last time, but it hurts a lot more. If I ever get my camera back from Matt, I will take a picture to put up. In conclusion, I didn't save three lives yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5154551563903442036?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5154551563903442036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5154551563903442036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5154551563903442036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5154551563903442036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-saver-take-two.html' title='life saver. take two.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1974682874034944467</id><published>2009-09-13T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:02:09.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leisure.</title><content type='html'>For my leisure class, we played wheelchair rugby. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sq3qSTXXaHI/AAAAAAAABHU/I8siCESToFU/s1600-h/news+sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sq3qSTXXaHI/AAAAAAAABHU/I8siCESToFU/s320/news+sml.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381214729934432370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sq3qSJuFPII/AAAAAAAABHM/GaYAcjcRZAY/s1600-h/rugby438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sq3qSJuFPII/AAAAAAAABHM/GaYAcjcRZAY/s320/rugby438.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381214727345355906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1974682874034944467?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1974682874034944467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1974682874034944467&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1974682874034944467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1974682874034944467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/09/leisure.html' title='leisure.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sq3qSTXXaHI/AAAAAAAABHU/I8siCESToFU/s72-c/news+sml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4755881193321289903</id><published>2009-09-08T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:38:47.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 19 and I have officially grown up.</title><content type='html'>If you recall from this &lt;a href="http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/phobia.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the freeway was not my friend. Welp, the times have changed my friends. In the past week I have gone on the freeway a total of seven times. Most of which were in the day time and I was alone. Be proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4755881193321289903?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4755881193321289903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4755881193321289903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4755881193321289903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4755881193321289903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-19-and-i-have-officially-grown-up.html' title='I&apos;m 19 and I have officially grown up.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1012511817012866773</id><published>2009-09-02T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:31:17.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for my lack of posting. It has been a little hectic getting everything settled. I have a lot of before and after pictures of the apartment that I need to stick up, but that will require me to find my camera cord to upload to pictures, so it might be a bit before I get those up. In the meantime, here is an update on my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to public and nonprofit finance-&lt;br /&gt;teacher: wears a bow tie and is boring or maybe it is just the subject matter...&lt;br /&gt;class: fairly small (probably around 40 people)&lt;br /&gt;homework load: not really sure yet. &lt;br /&gt;doodling: definitely a necessity to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Testament-&lt;br /&gt;teacher: funny.&lt;br /&gt;class: I think it is my largest class, come to think of it. I am bad at judging measurements, but I think there are around 150-200. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;homework load: not too bad. just reading.&lt;br /&gt;doodling: not necessary because I will be taking notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychological statistics-&lt;br /&gt;teacher: interesting.&lt;br /&gt;class: very small (probably around 25)&lt;br /&gt;homework load: read the textbook or die.&lt;br /&gt;doodling: don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leisure in contemporary society-&lt;br /&gt;teacher: surprisingly boring for the subject matter&lt;br /&gt;class: once again around 40 or so people&lt;br /&gt;homework load: a couple of papers and assignments. not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;doodling: 99% sure that will be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for marriage-&lt;br /&gt;teacher: entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;class: around the size of my New Testament class.&lt;br /&gt;homework load: couple papers and assignments and reading.&lt;br /&gt;doodling: yes, it makes me more focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1012511817012866773?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1012511817012866773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1012511817012866773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1012511817012866773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1012511817012866773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1126875379257004589</id><published>2009-08-23T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:02:22.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Switch.</title><content type='html'>Do to a series of unfortunate events that I figured would happen, it has been requested that I remove the latter part of my post from the photography blog. However, it has been given the okay to come up on this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. My mom got this great idea to have my dad dip her like he has the groom do with the brides. Apparently my dad can tell people to dip, but he doesn't know how to do it. Funny. My mom had to take over and show him how it was done. They currently are unaware that these pictures are up, enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SpG8Ree63GI/AAAAAAAABHE/nY2oEv4Q7z4/s1600-h/fam-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SpG8Ree63GI/AAAAAAAABHE/nY2oEv4Q7z4/s320/fam-9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373282838856260706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1126875379257004589?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1126875379257004589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1126875379257004589&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1126875379257004589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1126875379257004589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/08/switch.html' title='Switch.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SpG8Ree63GI/AAAAAAAABHE/nY2oEv4Q7z4/s72-c/fam-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7485613671579767124</id><published>2009-08-23T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:15:56.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family pictures.</title><content type='html'>Sorry. I am making you go to my other &lt;a href="http://alpineprintsphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7485613671579767124?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7485613671579767124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7485613671579767124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7485613671579767124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7485613671579767124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-pictures.html' title='Family pictures.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5712461862288727099</id><published>2009-08-18T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:43:53.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in less than a week...</title><content type='html'>...I'll be joining these girls plus a mystery one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sosuh39p4EI/AAAAAAAABG8/CJU1SK4bU24/s1600-h/n17802668_36698351_4712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sosuh39p4EI/AAAAAAAABG8/CJU1SK4bU24/s320/n17802668_36698351_4712.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371438140062556226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SosuI69yp0I/AAAAAAAABG0/Y_uoaxgFWfY/s1600-h/4186_94656292065_728167065_2357505_8037429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SosuI69yp0I/AAAAAAAABG0/Y_uoaxgFWfY/s320/4186_94656292065_728167065_2357505_8037429_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371437711371708226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SosuIbu83cI/AAAAAAAABGs/jrELQwPkxUY/s1600-h/n624107456_2835837_4970482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SosuIbu83cI/AAAAAAAABGs/jrELQwPkxUY/s320/n624107456_2835837_4970482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371437702987963842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SosuIMEPdgI/AAAAAAAABGk/81BlsOoCOAo/s1600-h/n1520545871_85384_9713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SosuIMEPdgI/AAAAAAAABGk/81BlsOoCOAo/s320/n1520545871_85384_9713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371437698782295554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5712461862288727099?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5712461862288727099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5712461862288727099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5712461862288727099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5712461862288727099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-less-than-week.html' title='in less than a week...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sosuh39p4EI/AAAAAAAABG8/CJU1SK4bU24/s72-c/n17802668_36698351_4712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6693157039214118520</id><published>2009-08-13T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:05:14.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life sucks without you.</title><content type='html'>I have been without my dear sister Ashley for what seems like a lifetime. Her birthday is coming up this Saturday so I thought I would send her a little shout out! I decided I would make a nice little list of some of the reasons that I miss her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. our random trips to Chiles, JCWs, Kneaders, Chick-fil-A, etc. (luckily we did not become obese with all the calorie intake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPA4sP8x-I/AAAAAAAABF0/TcUxuZcfZLY/s1600-h/n1470138067_885375_3261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPA4sP8x-I/AAAAAAAABF0/TcUxuZcfZLY/s320/n1470138067_885375_3261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369347260939028450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. planning birthday parties at an aquarium that used to be a grocery store (but the plans were rudely interrupted by her move)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPCjbL877I/AAAAAAAABF8/rabT1_SylVg/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPCjbL877I/AAAAAAAABF8/rabT1_SylVg/s320/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369349094604861362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. her love of the game (both her support for my soccer and her hidden talent of softball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPEQKqXB3I/AAAAAAAABGE/IAdpc4cQYTU/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPEQKqXB3I/AAAAAAAABGE/IAdpc4cQYTU/s320/DSC01961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369350962774738802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. her company during family functions (PS Shelli, I am glad I still have you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPFu8suW2I/AAAAAAAABGM/FulJcmCl460/s1600-h/DSC01011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPFu8suW2I/AAAAAAAABGM/FulJcmCl460/s320/DSC01011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369352591114132322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. her company. period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPGcx4WPYI/AAAAAAAABGU/L0NRjKnsl1Q/s1600-h/n1470138067_938099_9103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPGcx4WPYI/AAAAAAAABGU/L0NRjKnsl1Q/s320/n1470138067_938099_9103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369353378484075906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. her love of Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;7. watching ABDC with her&lt;br /&gt;8. always wishing that she would get Camp Rock on her netflix&lt;br /&gt;9. having someone to sit next to during Relief Society&lt;br /&gt;10. her love of songs that sound like they have angst. long live Kings of Leon.&lt;br /&gt;11. the joys of listening to Katy Perry, Taylor Swift, Sean Kingston, and Pink with her&lt;br /&gt;12. passing the Jonas Brothers poster and always scheming to steal it from the stadium&lt;br /&gt;13. etc. etc. etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6693157039214118520?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6693157039214118520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6693157039214118520&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6693157039214118520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6693157039214118520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life-sucks-without-you.html' title='my life sucks without you.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SoPA4sP8x-I/AAAAAAAABF0/TcUxuZcfZLY/s72-c/n1470138067_885375_3261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7619746859295174551</id><published>2009-08-04T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:55:26.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back track</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, Michael Jackson died and we (me, Albree, Melissa, and Morgan) got together to celebrate his life. Here are some pictures from that event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral potatoes. Always a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPVzZ0M3I/AAAAAAAABFE/Weve5zUdnXg/s1600-h/DSC01963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPVzZ0M3I/AAAAAAAABFE/Weve5zUdnXg/s320/DSC01963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366196560750457714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream. Perfect to remember all the shades our dear MJ has experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPVKIijsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Skprv6jNt2A/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPVKIijsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Skprv6jNt2A/s320/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366196549672144578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate cupcakes with white frosting. Nice resemblance of Michael-black on the inside, white on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPUabdvrI/AAAAAAAABE0/_7Rg1uZoB44/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPUabdvrI/AAAAAAAABE0/_7Rg1uZoB44/s320/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366196536866619058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan. Sporting his old MJ shirt with his "bad" cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPT5_8GwI/AAAAAAAABEs/bAPaDyk9U9I/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPT5_8GwI/AAAAAAAABEs/bAPaDyk9U9I/s320/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366196528161233666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan. Sporting his new MJ shirt. Shamon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRCLWQioI/AAAAAAAABFk/Aetxj4I0I6s/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRCLWQioI/AAAAAAAABFk/Aetxj4I0I6s/s320/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366198422603860610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alway remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRBlgLB4I/AAAAAAAABFc/4J31ObletDI/s1600-h/DSC01979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRBlgLB4I/AAAAAAAABFc/4J31ObletDI/s320/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366198412444895106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1958-2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRBQDR_OI/AAAAAAAABFU/bUrFR08A8LM/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRBQDR_OI/AAAAAAAABFU/bUrFR08A8LM/s320/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366198406686571746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us. I. Heart. M. J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRAkHjd-I/AAAAAAAABFM/ydp5Gn9FfBE/s1600-h/DSC01973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniRAkHjd-I/AAAAAAAABFM/ydp5Gn9FfBE/s320/DSC01973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366198394893334498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7619746859295174551?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7619746859295174551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7619746859295174551&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7619746859295174551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7619746859295174551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-track.html' title='back track'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SniPVzZ0M3I/AAAAAAAABFE/Weve5zUdnXg/s72-c/DSC01963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3937072959850848505</id><published>2009-07-28T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:07:26.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mankini for the win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sm6xm19zw_I/AAAAAAAABEk/wSa3wSKnMy8/s1600-h/Ed+and+Jill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sm6xm19zw_I/AAAAAAAABEk/wSa3wSKnMy8/s320/Ed+and+Jill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363419487124308978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right ladies and gentlemen, the Bachelorette has come to an end. It turned out horribly for those I was watching with. However, I was elated. The mankini took home the final rose. Not gonna lie, I did feel bad for Reid. Too little too late. However, Kiptyn. Meh. Yeah, it sucks that he got rejected, but... not really. It was about (or as Jillian would say: aboat) time he experienced a little heartbreak. Sorry for those of you who hated Ed, but I am pleased with the result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3937072959850848505?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3937072959850848505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3937072959850848505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3937072959850848505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3937072959850848505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/mankini-for-win.html' title='Mankini for the win!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sm6xm19zw_I/AAAAAAAABEk/wSa3wSKnMy8/s72-c/Ed+and+Jill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-939862481042224393</id><published>2009-07-25T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:08:51.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the great salt lake.</title><content type='html'>I'm home. The trip was a success. I miss Ashley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-939862481042224393?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/939862481042224393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=939862481042224393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/939862481042224393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/939862481042224393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-salt-lake.html' title='the great salt lake.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1294235592918387206</id><published>2009-07-23T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:21:33.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj7HOTNrhI/AAAAAAAABD4/KcB_1Wz_9fQ/s1600-h/DSC02042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj7HOTNrhI/AAAAAAAABD4/KcB_1Wz_9fQ/s320/DSC02042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361811457900916242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still miss us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our day in the city. I LOVE IT!!! It was the greatest thing alive. Arriving in the city was a great moment in my life. I was greeted by colored taxis and yellow panted people. The market was super packed with people but it was so delightful. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj7mlc1CCI/AAAAAAAABEA/LD0Kdt61FF4/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj7mlc1CCI/AAAAAAAABEA/LD0Kdt61FF4/s320/DSC02041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361811996691204130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pier was wonderful. So many boats. I need to find me a sailor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj8LRwJABI/AAAAAAAABEQ/o-S8RlvePTY/s1600-h/DSC02038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj8LRwJABI/AAAAAAAABEQ/o-S8RlvePTY/s320/DSC02038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361812627058655250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj8K1L8a8I/AAAAAAAABEI/Gq2yEZbwwR0/s1600-h/DSC02039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj8K1L8a8I/AAAAAAAABEI/Gq2yEZbwwR0/s320/DSC02039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361812619390643138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Ashley. Doesn't she look like a native?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj80qNrMZI/AAAAAAAABEY/0pqHelZupoI/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj80qNrMZI/AAAAAAAABEY/0pqHelZupoI/s320/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361813337999618450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, overall it was a very successful trip. We got Ashley settled in pretty much the coolest place ever! And don't be deceived by my former posts regarding music, because the radio stations here rock. Hardcore. It will be a shame going back to Utah with regards to the song selection. Not that I don't love Rihanna... But I mean, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/miikesnow"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Miike Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is much cooler. Thus concludes the riveting adventures of Ashley and Katie. See you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1294235592918387206?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1294235592918387206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1294235592918387206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1294235592918387206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1294235592918387206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-5.html' title='day 5'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Smj7HOTNrhI/AAAAAAAABD4/KcB_1Wz_9fQ/s72-c/DSC02042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2744577957724633120</id><published>2009-07-22T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:36:30.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 4</title><content type='html'>Today was a lazy day. I woke up and then slept again. We watched Twilight which we thought was a necessity for being in Washington. The actual visiting of Forks will take place the next time I come to visit, once Ashley has gotten a better feel for the city. Let's see, oh they still have a Fred Meyer's here and so of course we had to take a trip inside. Um, there isn't much for me to report for today. Mom wanted more pictures, so here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we made a pizza. We don't have hot pads...so we improvised. Socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme9ce-MfZI/AAAAAAAABDY/7wjyL_CF5JU/s1600-h/DSC02034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme9ce-MfZI/AAAAAAAABDY/7wjyL_CF5JU/s320/DSC02034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361462178455780754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ashley in front of her little apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme-DUQhtzI/AAAAAAAABDw/hVTkaE5NWVs/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme-DUQhtzI/AAAAAAAABDw/hVTkaE5NWVs/s320/DSC02037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361462845594777394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from her deck. She is one with nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme-C5mtxUI/AAAAAAAABDo/GLdCaNKsjQA/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme-C5mtxUI/AAAAAAAABDo/GLdCaNKsjQA/s320/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361462838440084802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has and will be my bed for the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme-Chsyv2I/AAAAAAAABDg/xBpfgVYoq6s/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme-Chsyv2I/AAAAAAAABDg/xBpfgVYoq6s/s320/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361462832023125858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2744577957724633120?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2744577957724633120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2744577957724633120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2744577957724633120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2744577957724633120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-4.html' title='day 4'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sme9ce-MfZI/AAAAAAAABDY/7wjyL_CF5JU/s72-c/DSC02034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6642079612093622761</id><published>2009-07-21T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:06:59.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2 &amp; day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZfb6I6dmI/AAAAAAAABCI/P31HSfR8YL4/s1600-h/DSC02033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZfb6I6dmI/AAAAAAAABCI/P31HSfR8YL4/s320/DSC02033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361077339498903138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss us yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, the car is all unpacked. We made it more of a gradual process rather than tackling it all at once. Here are some photos of the Ashley's new place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the high heels that we know and love that are gracefully displayed on the outside walls of her bedroom. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhEw-rJhI/AAAAAAAABCo/1aMZgQwDqtM/s1600-h/DSC02029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhEw-rJhI/AAAAAAAABCo/1aMZgQwDqtM/s320/DSC02029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361079140926301714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhEaxnk3I/AAAAAAAABCg/jU6aVz7pXqA/s1600-h/DSC02028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhEaxnk3I/AAAAAAAABCg/jU6aVz7pXqA/s320/DSC02028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361079134965961586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that the colors of her bathroom would be white, black, and turquoise. It now just needs the little items to complete the look. That, and black towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhEDb4bJI/AAAAAAAABCY/6SS9wc07G4s/s1600-h/DSC02023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhEDb4bJI/AAAAAAAABCY/6SS9wc07G4s/s320/DSC02023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361079128700775570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhDoyzyNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ipE3tt02A8I/s1600-h/DSC02022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZhDoyzyNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ipE3tt02A8I/s320/DSC02022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361079121549183186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we have the oh so functional rubbermaid containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZijpNY6FI/AAAAAAAABC4/tPnRzaQgyL8/s1600-h/DSC02027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZijpNY6FI/AAAAAAAABC4/tPnRzaQgyL8/s320/DSC02027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361080770928109650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZijctBECI/AAAAAAAABCw/sijUEUgfr-o/s1600-h/DSC02026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZijctBECI/AAAAAAAABCw/sijUEUgfr-o/s320/DSC02026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361080767571103778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to conclude the rooms, we have picked out some colors for the kitchen and living area.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just picture this image with splashes of red. Positive? I think so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZjABSWSxI/AAAAAAAABDI/MieZT5vfWuQ/s1600-h/DSC02032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZjABSWSxI/AAAAAAAABDI/MieZT5vfWuQ/s320/DSC02032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361081258427697938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZi_tITsVI/AAAAAAAABDA/yqAP-bhNMLM/s1600-h/DSC02030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZi_tITsVI/AAAAAAAABDA/yqAP-bhNMLM/s320/DSC02030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361081253016875346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice and lazy day to begin, then we headed to the zoo. It was entertaining to get out of the apartment and to see the animals. Today was much hotter than yesterday. Apparently it was approximately 89 degrees outside. What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZkRIiCNpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/dVdjul8arps/s1600-h/DSC02025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZkRIiCNpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/dVdjul8arps/s320/DSC02025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361082651941942930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I would like to add some additions to music that is played on the radio: Sugar Ray and Sean Kingston-Fire Burning. This state really knows how to pick their music. That is all the updates for now. I am currently sitting in a Barnes &amp; Noble getting internet, so I can only give updates whenever we head over. Uh, the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6642079612093622761?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6642079612093622761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6642079612093622761&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6642079612093622761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6642079612093622761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-2-day-3.html' title='day 2 &amp; day 3'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmZfb6I6dmI/AAAAAAAABCI/P31HSfR8YL4/s72-c/DSC02033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1218019501886017771</id><published>2009-07-19T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:26:22.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmO3WBfMp1I/AAAAAAAABCA/DlrV_v0rbYU/s1600-h/DSC02021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmO3WBfMp1I/AAAAAAAABCA/DlrV_v0rbYU/s320/DSC02021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360329570485315410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day one began with me being woken up by Ashley at approximately six in the morning. I had some last minute packing to do and we were out by six thirty. We arrived at our destination around five o'clock Washington time. Along the way we discovered places I want to live, fun facts about the areas, what songs are popular on the radio, and things to google because we were confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places to live:&lt;br /&gt;*Bliss, Idaho&lt;br /&gt;*Idahome Rd, Idaho&lt;br /&gt;*Lime, Oregon&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fun facts:&lt;br /&gt;*I think I am allergic to Oregon&lt;br /&gt;*You don't pump your own gas in Oregon&lt;br /&gt;*When you first drive into Oregon it smells like french fries to deceive you into thinking you are still in Idaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular music for when we had the radio on:&lt;br /&gt;*Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;*Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to google:&lt;br /&gt;*What is the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center?&lt;br /&gt;*Does Ontario, Oregon still have the Ore-Ida factory?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1218019501886017771?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1218019501886017771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1218019501886017771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1218019501886017771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1218019501886017771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-1.html' title='day 1'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmO3WBfMp1I/AAAAAAAABCA/DlrV_v0rbYU/s72-c/DSC02021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8444394633627654552</id><published>2009-07-19T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:31:40.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP!!</title><content type='html'>Thus begins the documentation of mine and Ashley (and Bruno's) adventures up to Washington. First on the checklist? Stick way too much into a car that is way too small. Mission accomplished thanks to Merrill's amazing tetris skills. No joke. That kid somehow fit practically everything in that car. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLYbLL1vgI/AAAAAAAABBo/MupSFiZ9ef0/s1600-h/DSC02020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLYbLL1vgI/AAAAAAAABBo/MupSFiZ9ef0/s320/DSC02020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360084467894828546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, I think there is something that is more impressive than Merrill's packing ability--Ashley's ability to acquire so many high heels. That's right ladies and gentlemen, these photos have not been photoshopped in any way. What you see is what you get. This entire bin contains only high heeled shoes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLZQh-0O1I/AAAAAAAABB4/pQoQ_zZbLaQ/s1600-h/DSC02018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLZQh-0O1I/AAAAAAAABB4/pQoQ_zZbLaQ/s320/DSC02018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360085384547285842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLZQflgNnI/AAAAAAAABBw/DXxMM8VoJ7A/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLZQflgNnI/AAAAAAAABBw/DXxMM8VoJ7A/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360085383904245362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welp, I will do my best to keep you all posted on our travels. Seattle or Bust!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8444394633627654552?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8444394633627654552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8444394633627654552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8444394633627654552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8444394633627654552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/road-trip.html' title='ROAD TRIP!!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmLYbLL1vgI/AAAAAAAABBo/MupSFiZ9ef0/s72-c/DSC02020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1283411324756947094</id><published>2009-07-17T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:04:42.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#13 complete 07/17/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFIFhzwYvI/AAAAAAAABBg/DlK6-bsJzzY/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFIFhzwYvI/AAAAAAAABBg/DlK6-bsJzzY/s320/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359644291359597298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fine evening, I completed something off my bucket list- Go bowling in my prom dress. Here are some then and now photos.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFGLSPeKuI/AAAAAAAABBA/mtwn4W6tXiQ/s1600-h/Ashley+May+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFGLSPeKuI/AAAAAAAABBA/mtwn4W6tXiQ/s320/Ashley+May+2008+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359642191236836066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFGiKcsmuI/AAAAAAAABBI/v51putk8hJc/s1600-h/DSC02007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFGiKcsmuI/AAAAAAAABBI/v51putk8hJc/s320/DSC02007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359642584281815778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFGxr_XRWI/AAAAAAAABBQ/c0WjLUkZymA/s1600-h/Ashley+May+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFGxr_XRWI/AAAAAAAABBQ/c0WjLUkZymA/s320/Ashley+May+2008+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359642850983626082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFHU22IDiI/AAAAAAAABBY/ww-a5mE1fog/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFHU22IDiI/AAAAAAAABBY/ww-a5mE1fog/s320/DSC02010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359643455193091618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;So it was quite an enjoyable time. The looks we got were priceless and a man even told us that we clean up nicely... Not sure how to take that. Anyway. Tonight was a total success-even if I did only bowl a 95.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1283411324756947094?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1283411324756947094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1283411324756947094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1283411324756947094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1283411324756947094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/13-complete-07172009.html' title='#13 complete 07/17/2009'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SmFIFhzwYvI/AAAAAAAABBg/DlK6-bsJzzY/s72-c/DSC02016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-153344727260886656</id><published>2009-07-11T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:05:15.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is what has been keeping me busy:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alpineprintsphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://alpineprintsphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still quite a bit that needs to be done and a whole lot more pictures I need to add, but here is the little that I do have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-153344727260886656?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/153344727260886656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=153344727260886656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/153344727260886656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/153344727260886656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-is-what-has-been-keeping-me-busy.html' title='Here is what has been keeping me busy:'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6504829233564877206</id><published>2009-07-10T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:34:10.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Phillip</title><content type='html'>Phillip's run has come to an end on SYTYCD. We didn't really see that one coming. And by we I mean me, Albs, and Mindy. Merrill called it. We were convinced that Jason was a goner. Nope. Here is a video from the finale of last season. Phillip is on the left. However, I am not going to lie, I like Robert (guy on right) better. But for the sake of this season, focus on the joys of Phillip in this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-_Z_eqE7V0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-_Z_eqE7V0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6504829233564877206?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6504829233564877206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6504829233564877206&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6504829233564877206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6504829233564877206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewell-phillip.html' title='Farewell Phillip'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6168323440914009960</id><published>2009-07-04T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:44:15.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best part of the 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DV0FQAwl3m4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DV0FQAwl3m4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No explanation needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6168323440914009960?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6168323440914009960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6168323440914009960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6168323440914009960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6168323440914009960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-part-of-4th-of-july.html' title='the best part of the 4th of July'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5872475621810770520</id><published>2009-06-30T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:42:15.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when Katie can't say no?</title><content type='html'>She heads down to Provo to play softball. We can look the part, but not necessarily play the part.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SknBtlajxrI/AAAAAAAABAg/o8UKPu7nask/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SknBtlajxrI/AAAAAAAABAg/o8UKPu7nask/s320/DSC01961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353022620988327602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5872475621810770520?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5872475621810770520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5872475621810770520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5872475621810770520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5872475621810770520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happens-when-katie-cant-say-no.html' title='What happens when Katie can&apos;t say no?'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SknBtlajxrI/AAAAAAAABAg/o8UKPu7nask/s72-c/DSC01961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5422647449606432205</id><published>2009-06-27T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:06:51.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer League Update</title><content type='html'>Okay, so soccer has been going on for 3 weeks now and my team is undefeated. We are surprisingly good. And by we, I mean they. Every Saturday morning as my alarm goes off I curse Aaron for convincing me to join. 7:45 is not a good time for me to wake up on a Saturday. Luckily the locations of the games are fairly close, so my travel time is not very long. Ashley has been my one true fan who has been there every week. Albree came the first week with her cousin Ted AKA my scrabble partner and then week two Merrill was recruited to play for the other team because they were short a player or two, but Ashley is my loyal fan (even if she does sun bathe instead of watch...) Um, let's see. Oh, if you recall I have my little armband that says I am a newbie and that I suck. Yeah. Aaron's brothers have no problem mocking me for it. I don't mind though, because they have every reason to mock me. Soccer is not my sport. Welp, there you have it. I am sure more updates will follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5422647449606432205?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5422647449606432205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5422647449606432205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5422647449606432205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5422647449606432205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/soccer-league-update.html' title='Soccer League Update'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8345517818288268135</id><published>2009-06-23T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:27:56.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bake your heart out</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I find myself a little ridiculous. False. The majority of my life is out of control. Perhaps for my Sunday school class, I went a little overboard... The lesson was on the word of wisdom and earlier in the week I checked out the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/2009/06/fast-food-fun.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bakerella blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I knew that these had to be made. With a little help from my mom, Merrill, and Albree, with some finishing touches by Ashley, they were created:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQwqeaz_I/AAAAAAAABAQ/3DbP_jTKj4c/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQwqeaz_I/AAAAAAAABAQ/3DbP_jTKj4c/s320/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435523026145266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQv3SO9MI/AAAAAAAABAI/v4M86FTakYA/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQv3SO9MI/AAAAAAAABAI/v4M86FTakYA/s320/DSC01952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435509284828354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQZLnVUAI/AAAAAAAABAA/mHIkOiiVI-w/s1600-h/DSC01954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQZLnVUAI/AAAAAAAABAA/mHIkOiiVI-w/s320/DSC01954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435119605043202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQYxDZfqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/lXHFdDC21xg/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQYxDZfqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/lXHFdDC21xg/s320/DSC01955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435112475000482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQYTAXKjI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tP1E2_2zWFg/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQYTAXKjI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tP1E2_2zWFg/s320/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435104409201202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQXyni8NI/AAAAAAAAA_o/-oFWs92TZ4U/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQXyni8NI/AAAAAAAAA_o/-oFWs92TZ4U/s320/DSC01953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435095715180754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite the ridiculous amount of time it took to make and transport 40 of them, it was totally worth it. My class fully appreciated them. Work it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8345517818288268135?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8345517818288268135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8345517818288268135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8345517818288268135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8345517818288268135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/bake-your-heart-out.html' title='bake your heart out'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SkCQwqeaz_I/AAAAAAAABAQ/3DbP_jTKj4c/s72-c/DSC01951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3727211969302233777</id><published>2009-06-15T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:20:49.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hide me</title><content type='html'>Camouflage at Cabela's with Albree, Matt, and Collin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SjZYVRDfJrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/wWUo4ajvsnE/s1600-h/4755_213754470413_609280413_7318416_616531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SjZYVRDfJrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/wWUo4ajvsnE/s320/4755_213754470413_609280413_7318416_616531_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347558729927567026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3727211969302233777?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3727211969302233777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3727211969302233777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3727211969302233777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3727211969302233777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='hide me'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SjZYVRDfJrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/wWUo4ajvsnE/s72-c/4755_213754470413_609280413_7318416_616531_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5095116472394037518</id><published>2009-06-09T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:55:21.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you!</title><content type='html'>These pictures are for you Aunt Janette. Hope you enjoy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si9YeI0K7vI/AAAAAAAAA-s/PrvXL7fUfXY/s1600-h/DSC01925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si9YeI0K7vI/AAAAAAAAA-s/PrvXL7fUfXY/s320/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345588557497691890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si9YeVqDOYI/AAAAAAAAA-0/ANJ--S4QvhE/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si9YeVqDOYI/AAAAAAAAA-0/ANJ--S4QvhE/s320/DSC01931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345588560944904578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5095116472394037518?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5095116472394037518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5095116472394037518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5095116472394037518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5095116472394037518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-ones-for-you.html' title='This one&apos;s for you!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si9YeI0K7vI/AAAAAAAAA-s/PrvXL7fUfXY/s72-c/DSC01925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2338442198915358500</id><published>2009-06-08T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:19:41.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair. Hair. And even less hair.</title><content type='html'>I have never really considered myself one to really experiment with my hair. It is probably because for the longest time I had long hair and I would normally just pull it back into a pony tail. I don't bleach it or dye it pink, but I have come to realize that I like playing with hairstyles. Let us take a little trip down memory lane for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, very, very long ago, I had ridiculously long hair... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2ISW4I0wI/AAAAAAAAA9E/bCsnlgTR30w/s1600-h/DSC01921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2ISW4I0wI/AAAAAAAAA9E/bCsnlgTR30w/s320/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345078181718708994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then I got bored with it. Summer came along after my sophomore year at high school and I decided it was time for a change. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2IzYJpmQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Wq4yIfhdJDk/s1600-h/DSC01923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2IzYJpmQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Wq4yIfhdJDk/s320/DSC01923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345078748996278530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2JKHqmyXI/AAAAAAAAA9U/fy6vy-cmKf4/s1600-h/n1470138067_885375_3261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2JKHqmyXI/AAAAAAAAA9U/fy6vy-cmKf4/s320/n1470138067_885375_3261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345079139708094834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year rolled around and I still had the same haircut...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2JcDllxyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/or0LtzqYps4/s1600-h/albs+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2JcDllxyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/or0LtzqYps4/s320/albs+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345079447850960674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but not for long. I'd always wanted to chop off all of my hair, but not during school because I hate all the comments of "Oh you cut your hair!" Its like no way, my hair is cut?! Thanks for that one. But after the go ahead from my English teacher, I decided to take the leap the week after I graduated. Having short hair lead to so many styling options (my mom preferred some over others)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2KznFPWJI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Wk2aEj4rNeQ/s1600-h/katie+june.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2KznFPWJI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Wk2aEj4rNeQ/s320/katie+june.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345080952027568274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2KzVCrT3I/AAAAAAAAA9k/6gj6rBAXcy0/s1600-h/katie+june+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2KzVCrT3I/AAAAAAAAA9k/6gj6rBAXcy0/s320/katie+june+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345080947184979826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair has had a few more hairstyles as it was growing out. It was basically a new hairstyle every week.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2MryPu7ZI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MqxJc2iqdis/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2MryPu7ZI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MqxJc2iqdis/s320/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345083016608673170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2MrUHE9qI/AAAAAAAAA-E/GhtD5ReYmag/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2MrUHE9qI/AAAAAAAAA-E/GhtD5ReYmag/s320/DSC00669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345083008519304866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2MrNq7uMI/AAAAAAAAA98/8z-2dcE8ndI/s1600-h/DSC00716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2MrNq7uMI/AAAAAAAAA98/8z-2dcE8ndI/s320/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345083006790645954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair has recently returned back to the high school days. Time for a change. So, here it is-my new summer hairstyle and color:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2NiHC09UI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nqdPRboWEIY/s1600-h/DSC01920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2NiHC09UI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nqdPRboWEIY/s320/DSC01920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345083949904622914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2OG4cfmbI/AAAAAAAAA-c/UbXhc5D-gLY/s1600-h/DSC01919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2OG4cfmbI/AAAAAAAAA-c/UbXhc5D-gLY/s320/DSC01919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345084581640903090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2338442198915358500?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2338442198915358500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2338442198915358500&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2338442198915358500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2338442198915358500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/hair-hair-and-even-less-hair.html' title='Hair. Hair. And even less hair.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si2ISW4I0wI/AAAAAAAAA9E/bCsnlgTR30w/s72-c/DSC01921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2119821171948383233</id><published>2009-06-08T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:58:11.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when...</title><content type='html'>...I leave my camera sitting out on the table and I leave for the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mxFCIhII/AAAAAAAAA88/LbP5qijMdNI/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mxFCIhII/AAAAAAAAA88/LbP5qijMdNI/s320/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344970957365216386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0micWm5dI/AAAAAAAAA80/5Wwk4H8ZMcA/s1600-h/DSC01904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0micWm5dI/AAAAAAAAA80/5Wwk4H8ZMcA/s320/DSC01904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344970705927071186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0miO55nZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Zjnmdxd5dZI/s1600-h/DSC01908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0miO55nZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Zjnmdxd5dZI/s320/DSC01908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344970702317002130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mhvBXmrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/092fWLA1siE/s1600-h/DSC01912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mhvBXmrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/092fWLA1siE/s320/DSC01912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344970693758393010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mhWwO3zI/AAAAAAAAA8c/piFDWcotm6Q/s1600-h/DSC01917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mhWwO3zI/AAAAAAAAA8c/piFDWcotm6Q/s320/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344970687244066610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2119821171948383233?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2119821171948383233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2119821171948383233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2119821171948383233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2119821171948383233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happens-when.html' title='What happens when...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Si0mxFCIhII/AAAAAAAAA88/LbP5qijMdNI/s72-c/DSC01901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3231238767523869650</id><published>2009-06-04T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:23:46.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and the world rejoiced!</title><content type='html'>Well, maybe not the world. And probably not even this entire household, but my mother and I are overjoyed to FINALLY get a new refrigerator. It has been long overdue. I think I might even say that I am in love with the new fridge. The old one had his good qualities... Well, I mean, not really, but he did his best for longer than was necessary. He hung in there. But let's be honest, the new guy has it all together. He is beautiful! Check him out: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigORsb20LI/AAAAAAAAA8M/cZ7RPiZe5ec/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigORsb20LI/AAAAAAAAA8M/cZ7RPiZe5ec/s320/DSC01899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343536655023657138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Probably my favorite quality of the new guy is that the water dispenser part is tall! Somehow I was always stuck filling up the water in the other fridge for dinner and my mom always bought glasses that were too tall to fit. I will no longer have this problem! I'm in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigOQ5HPlaI/AAAAAAAAA78/uoXgNKbLgOI/s1600-h/DSC01897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigOQ5HPlaI/AAAAAAAAA78/uoXgNKbLgOI/s320/DSC01897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343536641246991778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now we have a little bit of a problem--all of the fridge's friends are white. This needs to change. He needs friends that he has something in common with. It is only a matter of time before the old friends move out and new ones move in. I'm sure my dad is thrilled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigOQjDDxCI/AAAAAAAAA70/mGK5i9OzTv0/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigOQjDDxCI/AAAAAAAAA70/mGK5i9OzTv0/s320/DSC01898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343536635323860002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3231238767523869650?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3231238767523869650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3231238767523869650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3231238767523869650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3231238767523869650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-world-rejoiced.html' title='...and the world rejoiced!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SigORsb20LI/AAAAAAAAA8M/cZ7RPiZe5ec/s72-c/DSC01899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1827087720736153903</id><published>2009-06-02T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:11:50.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new project:</title><content type='html'>Learn how to make a website. It might just kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1827087720736153903?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1827087720736153903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1827087720736153903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1827087720736153903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1827087720736153903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-project.html' title='new project:'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-5699444137304247783</id><published>2009-05-31T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:13:52.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>firsts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SiI5KbkTx9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/7oSu6EWKiZY/s1600-h/up-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SiI5KbkTx9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/7oSu6EWKiZY/s320/up-movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341894959376353234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my dear sister Ashley were talking about how when she decides to blog again it will be all about firsts. As I was looking briefly at my last posts, I realized that I had several firsts on there--first time at an aquarium, first time hiking the Y, first time off sugar, first time driving on the freeway by myself, first 5K, etc. I figured I might as well add another first since I don't have much else to write about. I saw my first 3D movie. Awesome. I went to Up with Merrill and his family and it was thoroughly enjoyable because we were sitting next to this little girl that giggled at everything. It was adorable. The movie itself was kind of depressing slash endearing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: My boy, LeBron, has been dethroned. Is there really any point in watching the championship games now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UxK7l76FnFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UxK7l76FnFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-5699444137304247783?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5699444137304247783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=5699444137304247783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5699444137304247783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/5699444137304247783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/firsts.html' title='firsts.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SiI5KbkTx9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/7oSu6EWKiZY/s72-c/up-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3775048821509756778</id><published>2009-05-26T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:33:06.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lonestar Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Shzee-uDkRI/AAAAAAAAA7k/7Bkop6urocQ/s1600-h/DSC01886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Shzee-uDkRI/AAAAAAAAA7k/7Bkop6urocQ/s320/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340387881968177426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bridgette is in town!! I am pretty sure that I forgot how much I have missed her. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShzeOmLv64I/AAAAAAAAA7c/1cYryaEGYb4/s1600-h/DSC01884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShzeOmLv64I/AAAAAAAAA7c/1cYryaEGYb4/s320/DSC01884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340387600503925634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3775048821509756778?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3775048821509756778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3775048821509756778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3775048821509756778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3775048821509756778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-lonestar-friend.html' title='My Lonestar Friend'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Shzee-uDkRI/AAAAAAAAA7k/7Bkop6urocQ/s72-c/DSC01886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6735600687269146221</id><published>2009-05-25T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:48:59.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel relatively accomplished for waking up at 10:45 in the morning</title><content type='html'>This morning was the latest that I have slept in all summer. It felt nice, but at the same time I usually waste the day when this occurs. However, this was not the case today. It started out with me, Ashley, and Merrill venturing up to the aquarium to meet up with Albree and Morgan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuIYblKOqI/AAAAAAAAA60/9OdeGkCvsWM/s1600-h/DSC01854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuIYblKOqI/AAAAAAAAA60/9OdeGkCvsWM/s320/DSC01854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340011736479709858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, don't be deceived. It may not look like we are at the aquarium, but we are in the "discovering Utah" portion. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately is was not as cool as hoped. However, we did get to touch this little guy. Merrill was a little skeptical because of the whole Crocodile Hunter deal, but it took just some slight persuasion to get him to stick his hand in the water.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuKrWoIDTI/AAAAAAAAA68/yFfbOEtMT2k/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuKrWoIDTI/AAAAAAAAA68/yFfbOEtMT2k/s320/DSC01862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340014260590742834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The octopus was also pretty cool...mainly because it was being fed at the time we watched it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuMh5foUZI/AAAAAAAAA7E/2tKscj-27Yc/s1600-h/DSC01859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuMh5foUZI/AAAAAAAAA7E/2tKscj-27Yc/s320/DSC01859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340016297174913426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our little adventure, me, Ashley, and Merrill headed to Olive Garden. After becoming sufficiently full, Merrill and I decided we should hike the Y. Hiking the Y was our initial plan for Memorial Day because neither of us had done it, but after yesterday's rain we figured that the weather wouldn't permit us to go, but since the weather turned out to be perfectly fine, we headed down to Provo. I have heard that the trail was beast, but I didn't really know what to expect. It kicked my butt. It didn't help that Merrill was practically sprinting up the mountain (so that is kind of a lie, but really, he takes very large steps). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuOVcn2u5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/D2p3yP-iTwQ/s1600-h/DSC01875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuOVcn2u5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/D2p3yP-iTwQ/s320/DSC01875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340018282289609618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kept stopping to take pictures--mainly to take a breather because I was starting to feel my heartbeat in my ears and my calves were burning. But we eventually made it up to the top. It was worth it because there was a nice breeze and the view was pretty cool and we heard a little girl tell her mom that she felt like she was losing weight. We got a good laugh out of that one.  We had some guy take a picture of us as proof that we actually climbed that beast of a hill. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuPkY36j8I/AAAAAAAAA7U/93JSc70D8tA/s1600-h/DSC01880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuPkY36j8I/AAAAAAAAA7U/93JSc70D8tA/s320/DSC01880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340019638492893122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So overall it was a fairly productive day and I would suggest hiking the Y just to say that you did it, and I would advise against the aquarium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6735600687269146221?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6735600687269146221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6735600687269146221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6735600687269146221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6735600687269146221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-relatively-accomplished-for.html' title='I feel relatively accomplished for waking up at 10:45 in the morning'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShuIYblKOqI/AAAAAAAAA60/9OdeGkCvsWM/s72-c/DSC01854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8655905878898593744</id><published>2009-05-23T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:53:32.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work it out.</title><content type='html'>I don't exercise. That isn't really "my thing." However, for the past week I have gone to the gym every day. And the most surprising part is that I have actually enjoyed myself. Mondays are dedicated to a pilates class that we discovered last summer and the rest of the week has been spent listening to Spoon while on the elliptical. I suppose that becoming best friends with the gym will be a good thing since I should probably become somewhat in shape for soccer. I guess in shape or not, I will still make a fool of myself. Live in the moment, right? Anyway, perhaps after my summer at the gym I will become like my all-time favorite World's Strongest Man: Mariusz Pudzianowski...or not. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShjrgbI_H_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/_I0eOlFWJ7k/s1600-h/MariuszPudzianowski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShjrgbI_H_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/_I0eOlFWJ7k/s320/MariuszPudzianowski.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339276300521512946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PS for all of you who read this and don't know me very well, I often spend too much time watching the World's Strongest Man marathons on ESPN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Shjua4yYZoI/AAAAAAAAA6s/zXT178fdk4o/s1600-h/NoCookies-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Shjua4yYZoI/AAAAAAAAA6s/zXT178fdk4o/s320/NoCookies-main_Full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339279503935432322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to top off my new summer life, I have been off sugar for two weeks. Yep. The first little bit was hard, but now sugar is not nearly as tempting. The only problem is that I love to bake--one of my many loves in life. But I have been very good to just make it and not eat it. So there you have it, a nice little update on my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8655905878898593744?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8655905878898593744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8655905878898593744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8655905878898593744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8655905878898593744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-it-out.html' title='Work it out.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ShjrgbI_H_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/_I0eOlFWJ7k/s72-c/MariuszPudzianowski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-1605319447669650188</id><published>2009-05-21T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:34:40.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letting reality set in.</title><content type='html'>SYTYCD + The Bachelorette = my summer. I'm thrilled. How could you not love this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fvCLV5cfZbQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fvCLV5cfZbQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-1605319447669650188?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1605319447669650188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=1605319447669650188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1605319447669650188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/1605319447669650188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/letting-reality-set-in.html' title='letting reality set in.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-911777905215800031</id><published>2009-05-19T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:10:20.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all grown up</title><content type='html'>I went on the freeway all by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-911777905215800031?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/911777905215800031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=911777905215800031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/911777905215800031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/911777905215800031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-grown-up.html' title='all grown up'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4606354916639751558</id><published>2009-05-16T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:32:55.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>live long and prosper</title><content type='html'>Ashley and I ran our 5K this morning. Early. Waking up at 6:15 is not my time of beauty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sg-shyXmQHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/124g3oHt6ps/s1600-h/DSC01852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sg-shyXmQHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/124g3oHt6ps/s320/DSC01852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336673779913736306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did a nice mix of running and walking all while listening to some nice techno tunes. We finished with a sprint to the end, which is always a killer, but somehow my favorite part of the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sg-uwtPEhuI/AAAAAAAAA6c/97hAqFXizuQ/s1600-h/DSC01853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sg-uwtPEhuI/AAAAAAAAA6c/97hAqFXizuQ/s320/DSC01853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336676235257087714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, we went to go see Star Trek last night. I have never wanted to be a trekkie more in my life than last night. I need to watch that series. I guess I will just add that to my Alfred Hitchcock movies that I still need to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4606354916639751558?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4606354916639751558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4606354916639751558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4606354916639751558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4606354916639751558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-long-and-prosper.html' title='live long and prosper'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sg-shyXmQHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/124g3oHt6ps/s72-c/DSC01852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7663854973048738644</id><published>2009-05-14T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:38:41.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't miss the point in your life.</title><content type='html'>I am really stubborn. I know this. I don’t like to go out of my comfort zone. At all. But recently I have taken on a new attitude subconsciously. I don’t really care anymore. I used to have a stick-it-to-the-man attitude, but at some point—very recently—it has diminished. I am trying new things without as much as a blink of an eye. I hate being in large crowds. Strange, I know, but I would much rather be in a group of three or four. Sure, I wasn’t super thrilled to be called as a Sunday school teacher because that meant that I would be talking in front of more than three people, but it didn’t really phase me. I am not the athlete of the family, nor do I pretend to be. I joined a summer soccer league and I am running a 5K with Ashley on Saturday morning. Really? Where is this coming from? What will be the next thing that I so willingly sign myself up for? Sushi? Full marathon? Listening to Taylor Swift without mocking? The possibilities are endless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7663854973048738644?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7663854973048738644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7663854973048738644&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7663854973048738644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7663854973048738644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-miss-point-in-your-life.html' title='Don&apos;t miss the point in your life.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2582906591608241238</id><published>2009-05-13T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:01:07.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Product.</title><content type='html'>I actually finished this a couple of days ago, but I realized that I never posted a picture. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SgsmRXAjT9I/AAAAAAAAA6E/RUTsk4vo6cw/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SgsmRXAjT9I/AAAAAAAAA6E/RUTsk4vo6cw/s320/DSC01850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335400263226445778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a beanie around General Conference time and here is how that one turned out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sgsmoh96pyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wjWPkowSBeU/s1600-h/DSC01851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sgsmoh96pyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wjWPkowSBeU/s320/DSC01851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335400661305173794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought me more yarn to make stuff, however, I am not sure what to make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2582906591608241238?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2582906591608241238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2582906591608241238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2582906591608241238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2582906591608241238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-product.html' title='Final Product.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SgsmRXAjT9I/AAAAAAAAA6E/RUTsk4vo6cw/s72-c/DSC01850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4817015663070423204</id><published>2009-05-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:54:19.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer soccer league.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SgSp32zBzZI/AAAAAAAAA5k/CH2R5mGeXBg/s1600-h/soccer_strugg_wideweb__430x290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SgSp32zBzZI/AAAAAAAAA5k/CH2R5mGeXBg/s320/soccer_strugg_wideweb__430x290.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333574635780951442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of approximately 10:30 this morning, I joined a soccer league. Ha. Uh, I can't really explain myself except for the fact that I am easily persuaded. I will be joining crochet Aaron and his two brothers. This should be interesting... When I was registering it asked for my skill level and because I have absolutely no skill I will be given an armband to warn all the other players that I suck pretty much. That is comforting that from the very beginning I will be labeled as the girl that can't play, no one will even have to guess my skill level. Awesome. Well, I am sure that updates of this little adventure will come, but until then I hope you get a nice little laugh from picturing me playing soccer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4817015663070423204?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4817015663070423204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4817015663070423204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4817015663070423204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4817015663070423204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-soccer-league.html' title='summer soccer league.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SgSp32zBzZI/AAAAAAAAA5k/CH2R5mGeXBg/s72-c/soccer_strugg_wideweb__430x290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6331936798062634712</id><published>2009-05-04T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:16:11.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Spirit for Life!</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I have visited Lone Peak High twice and I have been home approximately ten days. That's right. If you ever questioned why I won the spirit of Lone Peak award, there is your confirmation. Nerd. The worst part is that I will be going again because I haven't gone with Albree yet. At least I didn't go to the school's prom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-6331936798062634712?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6331936798062634712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6331936798062634712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6331936798062634712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6331936798062634712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-spirit-for-life.html' title='School Spirit for Life!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4740303255779612698</id><published>2009-05-01T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:41:08.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom...</title><content type='html'>I don't think that I have ever been this bored in my life. I know that I have been bored before, but at least I have had Albree to be bored with me. I saw her for approximately half a day and she flew off to vacation. And how does it work that for school I would wake up at 9:00 am for school, but now that I am out of school I am up at 8:00 am to go walking? Something seems a little wrong. Anyway, I've already been down to Provo twice and I have only been home a week. Yep. I'm pathetic. When I haven't been walking or job searching, I have been bored. The list of things that I have done in the last week include:&lt;br /&gt;1. Provo.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron was bored and I was already coming down to bring Matt ice cream, so I figured I would play with Aaron before the ice cream delivery. It is a good thing I visited him because he has provided me with yarn to keep me entertained throughout the week. He taught me how to make a bag. Be impressed. I have to go and visit him eventually to learn how to make the strap, but in the meantime, this is what I've created.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuSei24TQI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lI57oBFmmzs/s1600-h/DSC01848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuSei24TQI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lI57oBFmmzs/s320/DSC01848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331015637373832450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Coloring on the stove.&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to do this, so what better time than when in complete boredom with Merrill? Now this may seem a little dangerous, but I would highly recommend it. Put a cookie sheet on the stove and turn the stove on low. Place your picture on the cookie sheet and begin to color. The crayon melts and it creates lovely pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuTloBeKBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/-zP_kTqD8KA/s1600-h/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuTloBeKBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/-zP_kTqD8KA/s320/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331016858531145746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuTl0sYPpI/AAAAAAAAA40/4H5FQSjET9s/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuTl0sYPpI/AAAAAAAAA40/4H5FQSjET9s/s320/DSC01841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331016861932338834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuTmLO2m_I/AAAAAAAAA48/k9k3QnKvaEM/s1600-h/DSC01842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuTmLO2m_I/AAAAAAAAA48/k9k3QnKvaEM/s320/DSC01842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331016867982515186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Provo again.&lt;br /&gt;Once again I headed down to Provo with Merrill. We met up with Matt to go bowling. And shocker, I was back to my normal bowling game. I didn't even break 90. That's right. If you ever thought I could bowl, you were wrong. After bowling we went to go play pool. Another activity that I do not excel at. I had to leave that early to go get my calling in my parent's ward. Sunday school teacher anyone? Bring it on! Once I received my calling, I headed back over to Aaron's to get different colored yarn to make my bag retro-tastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuwBU2QMKI/AAAAAAAAA5M/x9qW5jhlIAU/s1600-h/DSC01844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuwBU2QMKI/AAAAAAAAA5M/x9qW5jhlIAU/s320/DSC01844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331048120745734306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuwBGy9CmI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7Vz7bOOI8k0/s1600-h/DSC01845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuwBGy9CmI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7Vz7bOOI8k0/s320/DSC01845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331048116973800034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ALBREE!&lt;br /&gt;I luckily got to play with her for like sevenish hours. But now she is in Florida soaking up the sun leaving me here. Bored. But during this time of her unpacking slash packing I was able to crochet my life away while Gilmore Girls-the Jess years-played in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sfuy1NiwYiI/AAAAAAAAA5U/vZuwt03ZCZw/s1600-h/Rory-and-Jess-gilmore-girls-44747_380_280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sfuy1NiwYiI/AAAAAAAAA5U/vZuwt03ZCZw/s320/Rory-and-Jess-gilmore-girls-44747_380_280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331051211161362978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Unpacking&lt;br /&gt;It has taken me a really long time to unpack. I hate unpacking... more than I hate packing. My room slash Matt's room is filled with bins and crates and clothes and books and kitchen stuff and pillows and towels etc. I would take a picture, but no one really wants to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thus concludes my incredibly boring life. But if it is any consolation, I have been laying outside in the sunshine, and I am actually looking tan. Miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4740303255779612698?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4740303255779612698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4740303255779612698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4740303255779612698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4740303255779612698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/boredom.html' title='boredom...'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfuSei24TQI/AAAAAAAAA4k/lI57oBFmmzs/s72-c/DSC01848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4096392801849179582</id><published>2009-04-27T23:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:29:04.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phobia</title><content type='html'>Tonight I drove on the freeway for the third time in my entire life. Only a select few have been in the car when I have made the journey: 1. Lyle Mangum 2. Ashley Lyn 3. Merrill Mead. I am just glad that I am alive and maybe one of these days it will be a regular habit instead of a once in a blue moon occurrence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4096392801849179582?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4096392801849179582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4096392801849179582&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4096392801849179582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4096392801849179582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/phobia.html' title='phobia'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-404881769188598014</id><published>2009-04-24T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:42:34.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night in P-town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So for my last night in Provo, Bridgette was gone for most of the evening and everything was packed up. The twins and Hannah were gone and so I was pretty bored and since Merrill was bored at home, he came to visit. We went outside and met up with Gritz and Cody and Billy (Hawaiian from my ward). We ended up heading to Cody's house house to watch the jazz game and make pancakes. But not normal pancakes. These pancakes were from heaven. Just imagine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNVPZkKI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wJCWXEMKGAQ/s1600-h/aphrodisiacs-bananas-02-ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNVPZkKI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wJCWXEMKGAQ/s320/aphrodisiacs-bananas-02-ss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328187397754163362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNHtPeHI/AAAAAAAAA4M/sbQGUtBr8fk/s1600-h/reeses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNHtPeHI/AAAAAAAAA4M/sbQGUtBr8fk/s320/reeses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328187394121234546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNBK-7xI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-Pdoa0qUXqg/s1600-h/pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNBK-7xI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-Pdoa0qUXqg/s320/pancake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328187392366931730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGH2gKPcnI/AAAAAAAAA4c/NkPoFukx6tk/s1600-h/pancakes_800h_js.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGH2gKPcnI/AAAAAAAAA4c/NkPoFukx6tk/s320/pancakes_800h_js.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328189204571583090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were probably the most delicious pancakes I have ever eaten. After the pancakes were eaten we watched the game and the Jazz actually won. Go team. The boys ended up playing basketball and Bridgette showed up around midnight and we watched slash slept through Dan in Real Life. Once that ended we just sat around for a little and then headed back to our apartments. Due to the fact that we sent home all of our bedding with Matt earlier in the morning, we had to borrow pillows and blankets from Cody's house. Thank goodness for that kid. We would be sleeping pillow and blanketless on the couches for our last night here. That would have been a little pathetic. Anyway, I should probably head off to the couches to sleep. It has been a long day and I need to finish packing and cleaning tomorrow and then I am out of P-town for four months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-404881769188598014?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/404881769188598014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=404881769188598014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/404881769188598014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/404881769188598014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-night-in-p-town.html' title='Last night in P-town'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfGGNVPZkKI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wJCWXEMKGAQ/s72-c/aphrodisiacs-bananas-02-ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3028385426038613512</id><published>2009-04-23T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:55:11.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there were two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC5KPdkRUI/AAAAAAAAA38/218mFbVQKik/s1600-h/n838385486_6180166_5534941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC5KPdkRUI/AAAAAAAAA38/218mFbVQKik/s320/n838385486_6180166_5534941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961944779670850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today the twins and Hannah went home. Kaitlan and Kortneigh left at 8ish this morning. It was weird saying goodbye because it still feels like I will see them in a couple of hours. Hannah left around noon, but that one was a little less weird because I didn't really have to say goodbye due to the fact that we live in the same town. It is still strange to think that we won't be all back together for another four months, but that is college life I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a happier note, me and Bridgette moved our mattresses out into the living room and had a slumber party last night. I still can't believe it is almost over... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC40Hb7yyI/AAAAAAAAA30/NMpRCMuulUw/s1600-h/DSC01829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC40Hb7yyI/AAAAAAAAA30/NMpRCMuulUw/s320/DSC01829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961564668218146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC4z1EXz5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/QhPfq4Cu2gU/s1600-h/DSC01830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC4z1EXz5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/QhPfq4Cu2gU/s320/DSC01830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961559737552786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC4zaVc8RI/AAAAAAAAA3k/lhvKXPjGOWw/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC4zaVc8RI/AAAAAAAAA3k/lhvKXPjGOWw/s320/DSC01832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961552561434898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3028385426038613512?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3028385426038613512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3028385426038613512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3028385426038613512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3028385426038613512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-then-there-were-two.html' title='and then there were two'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SfC5KPdkRUI/AAAAAAAAA38/218mFbVQKik/s72-c/n838385486_6180166_5534941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3992058425755807593</id><published>2009-04-21T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:39:14.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and it's almost over</title><content type='html'>It is almost time to say goodbye to the friends that I've made. I haven't started packing yet because I think that I am in denial that  we are all going separate ways and that I won't see the majority of them over the summer. Or maybe I just hate packing... Either way, saying goodbye is going to suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y9RsdkOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jf3r8e3_lf0/s1600-h/DSC01826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y9RsdkOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jf3r8e3_lf0/s320/DSC01826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327321806273351906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y9GgH-JI/AAAAAAAAA28/Qb2b8LI4DY4/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y9GgH-JI/AAAAAAAAA28/Qb2b8LI4DY4/s320/DSC01816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327321803268814994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se50WhppUII/AAAAAAAAA3U/8XA_hXScLXI/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se50WhppUII/AAAAAAAAA3U/8XA_hXScLXI/s320/DSC01081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327323339564863618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y8oPSS9I/AAAAAAAAA2s/ukPfM9HN-j0/s1600-h/DSC01751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y8oPSS9I/AAAAAAAAA2s/ukPfM9HN-j0/s320/DSC01751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327321795145124818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3992058425755807593?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3992058425755807593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3992058425755807593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3992058425755807593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3992058425755807593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-its-almost-over.html' title='...and it&apos;s almost over'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Se5y9RsdkOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jf3r8e3_lf0/s72-c/DSC01826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8268877146726186376</id><published>2009-04-17T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:22:25.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>packing plus pancakes plus prison break</title><content type='html'>Bridgette has started packing and our room is now very bare. It is lacking clothes and pictures and hair products. It is very weird. But whatever is lacking in our room, our living room has acquired. Boxes and crates are stacked fairly high.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg6GJc_F3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/Cw19ZpmXWyk/s1600-h/DSC01824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg6GJc_F3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/Cw19ZpmXWyk/s320/DSC01824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325570436656732018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also due to the fact that we will all be out of here in less than a week, our food supply is limited. Breakfast for dinner it was. Pancakes galore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg6t-XFvpI/AAAAAAAAA2U/2KL4mc9GiAI/s1600-h/DSC01821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg6t-XFvpI/AAAAAAAAA2U/2KL4mc9GiAI/s320/DSC01821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325571120873979538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying for finals can get a little hectic, so what better way to relieve our stress than to watch Prison Break! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg7DU8uasI/AAAAAAAAA2c/O6eVjYaPA5Y/s1600-h/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg7DU8uasI/AAAAAAAAA2c/O6eVjYaPA5Y/s320/DSC01823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325571487714667202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just in case you could not see the stress of Kortneigh in the picture above, I have enlarged it for you. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg75ZJJDhI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BM3q7FLQZx0/s1600-h/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg75ZJJDhI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BM3q7FLQZx0/s320/DSC01823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325572416553422354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8268877146726186376?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8268877146726186376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8268877146726186376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8268877146726186376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8268877146726186376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/packing-plus-pancakes-plus-prison-break.html' title='packing plus pancakes plus prison break'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Seg6GJc_F3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/Cw19ZpmXWyk/s72-c/DSC01824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2277930897810215281</id><published>2009-04-13T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:59:14.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finals time</title><content type='html'>Once again procrastination has gotten the best of me. But I guess it should make me feel better that on my list of 20 nice things about me that Bridgette, Ashley, Albree, Matt, and mom made of me on Sunday, number 30 is that I am a good procrastinator... Anyway, I have watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/span&gt; approximately five times in the last four days. But don't you even worry, I have to write a paper on it, so the watching had a cause. Yesterday, it hit me that I am out of here in approximately 10 days! I am both thrilled and sad. I cannot wait to have a new change of pace in my life, but at the same time it is going to be sad saying my goodbyes to the friends that I have made. Bittersweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2277930897810215281?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2277930897810215281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2277930897810215281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2277930897810215281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2277930897810215281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/finals-time.html' title='finals time'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7515800828618356789</id><published>2009-04-08T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:33:40.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour from Provo!</title><content type='html'>So last week on our way to Anthropology, Bridgette, Gritz, and I were talking about having an international week where we ate different kinds of food from different countries each day of the week. It was one of those ideas that you never actually imagine following through, but somehow this one got pulled together. And what a delight it has been. Monday was Italy and we ate ravioli and garlic bread. Yesterday was Mexico so we had tacos and chips and salsa. Today was France day. The most anticipated country of the week. It started out delightful by me and Bridgette actually getting ready for the day (Gritz said we looked stylish). He got up early to get french pastries from some little French place and so we ate an almond croissant, chocolate eclair and pear tart for breakfast! Love France! Then the evening arrived. Matt made crepes and we filled them with chicken salad for the dinner portion and then strawberries, bananas, whip cream, pineapple, jam, powdered sugar, nutella, etc. for dessert. Delicious. Gritz also bought a baguette from the little French place and we had cheese fondue with it.  It was a party and a half. We had a nice variety of people show up. There was me, Bridgette, Gritz, Matt, Cody, Hannah, David (Bridgette's Econ friend), Merrill, Kyler (Merrill's old mission companion), Aaron, CJ, two people that I don't really know, and even Sarah (Matt's Sarah) showed up for a little bit.  However, we did miss Kaitlan and Kortneigh who unfortunately are up in Washington. I will just assume you guys will read this. You were both missed. Justin Timberlake was played as well as some techno. Overall, the evening was a grand success.  Happy France Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UtXxms5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/EQTBkYwWOco/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UtXxms5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/EQTBkYwWOco/s320/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322573841818891154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UtPHFPOI/AAAAAAAAA18/SZqG1wU8_nE/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UtPHFPOI/AAAAAAAAA18/SZqG1wU8_nE/s320/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322573839493053666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2Us6KrLnI/AAAAAAAAA10/gZkwc6Vgi8E/s1600-h/DSC01809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2Us6KrLnI/AAAAAAAAA10/gZkwc6Vgi8E/s320/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322573833870978674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UsiXKf4I/AAAAAAAAA1s/S4c34PvnpqA/s1600-h/DSC01802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UsiXKf4I/AAAAAAAAA1s/S4c34PvnpqA/s320/DSC01802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322573827480911746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7515800828618356789?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7515800828618356789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7515800828618356789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7515800828618356789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7515800828618356789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonjour-from-provo.html' title='Bonjour from Provo!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sd2UtXxms5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/EQTBkYwWOco/s72-c/DSC01796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-6210249064925485737</id><published>2009-04-03T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:07:28.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gallon Challenge</title><content type='html'>So tonight I attempted to cross another thing off my bucket list--drink a gallon of milk in an hour. You would think that my love of milk would help me out for this one, however, I failed miserably. Aaron said that he would do it with me forever ago and so tonight was the night. We started at 8:15. We had our two gallons of milk, cookies, and Back to the Future (which I have never seen, but I wasn't paying much attention to it because I was too focused on my poor little insides).&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcF_E0xtDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/JDz9q3aVpLs/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320728065946530866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcF_E0xtDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/JDz9q3aVpLs/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcF_8CSy7I/AAAAAAAAA1U/RTbxPyGEnIE/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320728080767175602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcF_8CSy7I/AAAAAAAAA1U/RTbxPyGEnIE/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was my milk intake after only 20 minutes, I was on a roll, but shortly thereafter my stomach was not too happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcGAAiHDLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/V2jJKkSygY4/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320728081974365362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcGAAiHDLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/V2jJKkSygY4/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcGAscYZFI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ZrIz_9H_qsE/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320728093761496146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcGAscYZFI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ZrIz_9H_qsE/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final results: Aaron beat me. But neither of us hurled after drinking that much, however my bladder apparently is extremely small and I had to pee three times in fifteen minutes. Food still doesn't sound appealing.&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/2482298885680474590-6210249064925485737?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6210249064925485737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=6210249064925485737&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6210249064925485737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/6210249064925485737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/gallon-challenge.html' title='Gallon Challenge'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SdcF_E0xtDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/JDz9q3aVpLs/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7974322940027146136</id><published>2009-04-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:56:19.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's Day</title><content type='html'>This whole day has been off. I think I am losing my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7974322940027146136?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7974322940027146136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7974322940027146136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7974322940027146136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7974322940027146136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools-day.html' title='April Fool&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-9109521070595157703</id><published>2009-03-28T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:21:45.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inhale the rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7j9VZcD-I/AAAAAAAAAzE/rzEdu387p8w/s1600-h/DSC01695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7j9VZcD-I/AAAAAAAAAzE/rzEdu387p8w/s320/DSC01695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318438852826501090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marked the wonderful Hindu holiday that I have been looking forward to for practically forever. The festival of colors. I have seen pictures and heard stories from this miraculous event, but nothing could have possibly prepared me for this moment. I probably inhaled ten pounds of chalk, but it was totally worth it. Another thing crossed off my bucket list. Enjoy the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7jzCUbMFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/8HwS3a_2uiM/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7jzCUbMFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/8HwS3a_2uiM/s320/DSC01694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318438675906506834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7kRr0WTfI/AAAAAAAAAzM/HsuVqpHAaJY/s1600-h/DSC01703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7kRr0WTfI/AAAAAAAAAzM/HsuVqpHAaJY/s320/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318439202442333682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7laZRBGGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/5p1TqSQKwko/s1600-h/DSC01706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7laZRBGGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/5p1TqSQKwko/s320/DSC01706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440451592755298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7lZi7C8_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/2EUpLs6AaB0/s1600-h/DSC01707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7lZi7C8_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/2EUpLs6AaB0/s320/DSC01707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440437005087730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7lZa0LArI/AAAAAAAAAzc/C2K_eomyp5g/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7lZa0LArI/AAAAAAAAAzc/C2K_eomyp5g/s320/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440434828772018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7lYhCNqeI/AAAAAAAAAzU/p2qmJxRemKs/s1600-h/DSC01711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7lYhCNqeI/AAAAAAAAAzU/p2qmJxRemKs/s320/DSC01711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318440419318409698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8BOUVyVHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LeEabiwcsQA/s1600-h/DSC01745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8BOUVyVHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LeEabiwcsQA/s320/DSC01745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471030437729394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8BOE7UaJI/AAAAAAAAAz8/R07V6VUY_9I/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8BOE7UaJI/AAAAAAAAAz8/R07V6VUY_9I/s320/DSC01752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471026300184722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8BN48JAgI/AAAAAAAAAz0/nvRJCrgFlQ8/s1600-h/DSC01763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8BN48JAgI/AAAAAAAAAz0/nvRJCrgFlQ8/s320/DSC01763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471023082406402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall event was two thumbs up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8B5n94HfI/AAAAAAAAA0U/NHONtaiZCQw/s1600-h/DSC01757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc8B5n94HfI/AAAAAAAAA0U/NHONtaiZCQw/s320/DSC01757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471774440529394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-9109521070595157703?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/9109521070595157703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=9109521070595157703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/9109521070595157703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/9109521070595157703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/inhale-rainbow.html' title='inhale the rainbow.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sc7j9VZcD-I/AAAAAAAAAzE/rzEdu387p8w/s72-c/DSC01695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-2506036685309580535</id><published>2009-03-26T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:04:01.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowl Baby!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I bonded with Nancy. For those of you who don't know Nancy, she it the roommate that replaced JJ from first semester. We haven't really connected this semester because she sort of just secludes herself in her room, but recently she has been socializing with us more. We went bowling tonight. We bowled for a solid two hours and got in 3.5 games before the alley closed. Surprisingly both Nancy and I had extraordinary games compared to our usual. I got progressively better through the first three games, but the half was not as good because it was a little rushed.&lt;br /&gt;I started off the evening with two strikes in a row. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx1rniFInI/AAAAAAAAAyU/-i1d0O2z9-0/s1600-h/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx1rniFInI/AAAAAAAAAyU/-i1d0O2z9-0/s320/DSC01658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317754652224463474"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the first game I bowled a 118, the second I got a 128, and on the third I got a 154!! I am pretty sure that is the highest score I have ever received. Ever. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx2T6MzDpI/AAAAAAAAAyc/sH8URRfK1lA/s1600-h/DSC01679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx2T6MzDpI/AAAAAAAAAyc/sH8URRfK1lA/s320/DSC01679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317755344430239378"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, and don't mind that my name has changed to Game!!!! because Cody knew someone that worked there, so therefore our names were changed to a little message for Cody.&lt;br /&gt;So here is our little team: me, Nancy, Cody, and Cody's cousin Lacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx3IjdyPnI/AAAAAAAAAyk/H8J-b9kXgM8/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx3IjdyPnI/AAAAAAAAAyk/H8J-b9kXgM8/s320/DSC01661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317756248860540530"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all of us girls (Nancy, Lacey, and me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx3iURip2I/AAAAAAAAAys/eevtRlabfk0/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx3iURip2I/AAAAAAAAAys/eevtRlabfk0/s320/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317756691459254114"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the boys (Gritz, Coleman, Mike, CJ, and Cody):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx38VsznzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/GAs_JsyOo1U/s1600-h/DSC01663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx38VsznzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/GAs_JsyOo1U/s320/DSC01663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317757138518646578"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and with that, I will leave you with a dance by Coleman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-85b17b559d7b60e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85b17b559d7b60e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32A6DCCE6E3065787D24BC5D2233643ABA1A1AEB.11F0DAC6C832FFDE4ADFBE50FB5FC59E6624D504%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85b17b559d7b60e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ohkVlqBuqVXZs_KCSmErP3zpn0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85b17b559d7b60e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254713%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32A6DCCE6E3065787D24BC5D2233643ABA1A1AEB.11F0DAC6C832FFDE4ADFBE50FB5FC59E6624D504%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85b17b559d7b60e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ohkVlqBuqVXZs_KCSmErP3zpn0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-2506036685309580535?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=85b17b559d7b60e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2506036685309580535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=2506036685309580535&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2506036685309580535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/2506036685309580535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowl-baby.html' title='Bowl Baby!'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Scx1rniFInI/AAAAAAAAAyU/-i1d0O2z9-0/s72-c/DSC01658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-4359559133320798797</id><published>2009-03-25T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:43:18.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why not to live on the bottom floor of an apartment:</title><content type='html'>I enjoy the bottom floor of our apartment... mainly because it has fewer stairs to climb, which made moving in a lot easier and it is nice when I am tired. However, there is a minor downfall to living on the bottom--you can hear everything that goes on upstairs. It usually is fairly quiet, but occasionally we have a little bit of a clogging problem. The girl that lives above us clogs. It wouldn't be a problem if the place that she clogged wasn't above our bedroom. So due to the fact that Bridgette was trying to read and I was writing a paper, the noise was a bit of a problem. Solution? Broomstick. It worked. No more noise. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScrrRBqZyXI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Q_emokTPrZA/s1600-h/DSC01657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScrrRBqZyXI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Q_emokTPrZA/s320/DSC01657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317320987800881522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-4359559133320798797?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4359559133320798797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=4359559133320798797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4359559133320798797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/4359559133320798797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/reasons-why-not-to-live-on-bottom-floor.html' title='reasons why not to live on the bottom floor of an apartment:'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScrrRBqZyXI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Q_emokTPrZA/s72-c/DSC01657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8056461953548940361</id><published>2009-03-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:51:34.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>This week I have two tests and two slash three papers. Not a fun week. However, the thing that is keeping me going, is knowing that on Saturday it is the festival of colors. Going to this will actually cross something off my bucket list! Woot. This is a Hindu spring holiday that is celebrated by people throwing colored powder and colored water at each other. Sounds like fun huh? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScpEq9QLU5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/rGpzaKSE6yY/s1600-h/04-03-08_archive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScpEq9QLU5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/rGpzaKSE6yY/s320/04-03-08_archive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137814851900306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8056461953548940361?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8056461953548940361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8056461953548940361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8056461953548940361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8056461953548940361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScpEq9QLU5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/rGpzaKSE6yY/s72-c/04-03-08_archive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-8872452002319412626</id><published>2009-03-23T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:16:57.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's face.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I received a call from Matt asking if his lip needed stitches. He came over and asked for opinions. I said yes, Kaitlan said yes, Bridgette said yes, and Kortneigh said no. After that, we called the parents to consult them with the verdicts. They were still a bit skeptical, so we emailed them pictures. Once they saw the damage, they decided that stitches were necessary. Now Matt is at his second home, the hospital, getting stitches. Poor kid. It had been so long since he has had to visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQUJsVQkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/8gGR-Lg_its/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQUJsVQkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/8gGR-Lg_its/s320/DSC01643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316587667240337986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQUCXEtqI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6ORbEyyngNY/s1600-h/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQUCXEtqI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6ORbEyyngNY/s320/DSC01645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316587665272125090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQT9shlQI/AAAAAAAAAxM/O1wiqE2irgQ/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQT9shlQI/AAAAAAAAAxM/O1wiqE2irgQ/s320/DSC01646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316587664019920130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, due to this unexpected surprise, I missed 24. I guess that is what hulu is for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-8872452002319412626?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8872452002319412626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=8872452002319412626&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8872452002319412626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/8872452002319412626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/matts-face.html' title='Matt&apos;s face.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SchQUJsVQkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/8gGR-Lg_its/s72-c/DSC01643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-7189301920269947126</id><published>2009-03-22T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:20:15.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a good title.</title><content type='html'>Last night Albree and Morgan colored my hair. It is darker now and I quite like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccaDSTg2GI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Jcvkh8j65ks/s1600-h/P3210615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccaDSTg2GI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Jcvkh8j65ks/s320/P3210615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316246528889772130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening Bridgette pulls out her camera and decides that we need a little photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccashDVyCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/gygwrWg1ImM/s1600-h/P3210640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccashDVyCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/gygwrWg1ImM/s320/P3210640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316247237223106594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccasIBb3lI/AAAAAAAAAw8/GIh8DQ6HvbU/s1600-h/P3210644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccasIBb3lI/AAAAAAAAAw8/GIh8DQ6HvbU/s320/P3210644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316247230504230482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sccar6TDUuI/AAAAAAAAAw0/zKoe3tqq2zg/s1600-h/P3210649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sccar6TDUuI/AAAAAAAAAw0/zKoe3tqq2zg/s320/P3210649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316247226820023010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sccaq4J9o7I/AAAAAAAAAws/DuvJ884AfyA/s1600-h/P3210659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/Sccaq4J9o7I/AAAAAAAAAws/DuvJ884AfyA/s320/P3210659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316247209065161650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my most photogenic night, but at least me and Bridgette unintentionally matched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-7189301920269947126?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7189301920269947126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=7189301920269947126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7189301920269947126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/7189301920269947126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-think-of-good-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a good title.'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/SccaDSTg2GI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Jcvkh8j65ks/s72-c/P3210615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482298885680474590.post-3000952636691637485</id><published>2009-03-18T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:36:19.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shuffle, shuffle _ _ _ _</title><content type='html'>Matt you can fill in the blank. Anyway, as I was sitting in the beloved BYU library writing my paper, I had my itunes on shuffle and I had the delightful surprise of it landing on The Carpenters "Yesterday Once More." I miss my phase of The Carpenters. Oh the joys of the shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScFH967MGEI/AAAAAAAAAwE/SOmZnlJ1Jr8/s1600-h/the-carpenters.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScFH967MGEI/AAAAAAAAAwE/SOmZnlJ1Jr8/s320/the-carpenters.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314608164389001282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Bridgette has never heard of The Carpenters. Recent discovery. I don't know if we can be roommates. Doesn't anyone listen to "Love Songs After Dark" anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482298885680474590-3000952636691637485?l=katiejobailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3000952636691637485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482298885680474590&amp;postID=3000952636691637485&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3000952636691637485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482298885680474590/posts/default/3000952636691637485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiejobailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/shuffle-shuffle.html' title='shuffle, shuffle _ _ _ _'/><author><name>Katers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/TBg9-Pt4OQI/AAAAAAAABeY/SuZs0Wln_lA/s1600-R/km221.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xa1C7cEkozU/ScFH967MGEI/AAAAAAAAAwE/SOmZnlJ1Jr8/s72-c/the-carpenters.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
