<?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-7112456520462243948</id><updated>2011-08-15T14:28:07.226-06:00</updated><category term='Trips'/><category term='New York Journal'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='Race'/><category term='Grateful'/><category term='changes'/><category term='life'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>J and A</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1464070274945102922</id><published>2011-05-30T21:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T21:15:44.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement . . . . . . . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are moving to here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://underagrayslateroof.com/"&gt;www.underagrayslateroof.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are closing on a house this week. A house that needs some love, so we are moving blog locations to share our journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are excited about you joining us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1464070274945102922?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1464070274945102922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1464070274945102922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1464070274945102922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1464070274945102922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2011/05/announcement.html' title='Announcement . . . . . . . . . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-5362152142209614753</id><published>2011-02-19T21:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:33:10.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly blogging hasn't been my thing for the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We rang in the New Year with the best Christmas gift EVER........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiAw9KfJsBg/TWCW6fcceSI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7x-TkVQUiIA/s1600/Just%2BDance.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiAw9KfJsBg/TWCW6fcceSI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7x-TkVQUiIA/s400/Just%2BDance.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575622270302058786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  My handsome husband celebrated his 29th year of birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I survived Accutane and am now waiting for that lovely drug to leave my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We (yep both of us) spend Monday nights glued to the tube as Mr. Womack finds his true love on The Bachelor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One of my resolutions for the year is to sharpen my sewing skills - will keep you posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Adam has become best friends with this gem in the mornings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7tM5ObgOvs/TWCYlS-Bz1I/AAAAAAAAA1U/r_CqgqDQK7g/s1600/P90X.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7tM5ObgOvs/TWCYlS-Bz1I/AAAAAAAAA1U/r_CqgqDQK7g/s400/P90X.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575624105199259474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Sidenote: I decided to do the Plyometrics DVD one morning - couldn't walk for three days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We love the Avenues and are in the midst of making it our permanent residence - we love our ward and have made such wonderful friends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-5362152142209614753?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/5362152142209614753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=5362152142209614753' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5362152142209614753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5362152142209614753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-hiatus.html' title='Blog Hiatus'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiAw9KfJsBg/TWCW6fcceSI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7x-TkVQUiIA/s72-c/Just%2BDance.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1964717635469810612</id><published>2010-11-07T19:22:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:15:39.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grat-i-tude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been terrible at blogging because I have been in a slump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have had a rough month and have been struggling.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I came across my friend &lt;a href="http://tatcox.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caitlyn's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;For the month of November, each day she is writing something she is grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;This really touched me, because although I am going through some difficult times, I have so many wonderful blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President J. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rueben&lt;/span&gt; Clark said:&lt;br /&gt;"Hold fast to the blessings which God has provided for you. Yours is not the task to gain them, they are here; yours is the part of cherishing them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would join the band wagon, and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh254/jessc_010/AdamandJessica275copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 451px;" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh254/jessc_010/AdamandJessica275copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdi2k-FsBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/rckc1MdY_r4/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdi2k-FsBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/rckc1MdY_r4/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537002956651868178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Friends (We missed you Paige)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdj9dTYbJI/AAAAAAAAA0g/le55G7Rsqa4/s1600/Girls"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdj9dTYbJI/AAAAAAAAA0g/le55G7Rsqa4/s400/Girls" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537004174364404882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2a/Peter_Fonda%27s_American_Flag_Patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 282px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2a/Peter_Fonda%27s_American_Flag_Patch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdl4dg81PI/AAAAAAAAA0o/JQNlEI2fsD8/s1600/IMG_4189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdl4dg81PI/AAAAAAAAA0o/JQNlEI2fsD8/s400/IMG_4189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537006287545226482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A body that allows me to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdnf2R4UHI/AAAAAAAAA0w/s1o9dwRoaJQ/s1600/The+Runners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdnf2R4UHI/AAAAAAAAA0w/s1o9dwRoaJQ/s400/The+Runners.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537008063719428210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A place to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmZ_4FbWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OK5dT90Hzb0/s1600/Living+Room:couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmZ_4FbWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OK5dT90Hzb0/s1600/Living+Room:couch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Eternal Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1nP1In-EfI/AAAAAAAAABg/pjoPA0kgCWo/s320/JessicaV_w0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1nP1In-EfI/AAAAAAAAABg/pjoPA0kgCWo/s320/JessicaV_w0270.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1964717635469810612?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1964717635469810612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1964717635469810612' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1964717635469810612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1964717635469810612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2010/11/grat-i-tude.html' title='Grat-i-tude'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TNdi2k-FsBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/rckc1MdY_r4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-5360705028303338944</id><published>2010-09-06T09:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:10:25.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update with thoughts</title><content type='html'>1. My favorite season is starting, I cant wait to wear jackets and sweaters again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have currently fallen off the running wagon, and it is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We just passed the year mark of Downing's mission, and the countdown begins to the day when I get to see my handsome brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am currently on Accutane and spend what little spare time I have sleeping, this medicine is kicking my trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am extremely baby hungry, but cannot have one yet because of the the reason above - anyone need a baby sitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I just purchased a sewing machine and am starting a life long dream of sewing - will keep you updated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Adam just got a new job that he loves and which is a lot closer to our home so he does not have to drive to Provo at 6 am every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am obsessed with garden vegetables-especially Zucchini sauteed with olive oil and onions. My parents send me up a bag each week and that is all I eat for days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have started a little side venture - www.closetonlimestreet.com, received new clients that I have helped style, this is where my spare time goes, which leaves this place a bit neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My youngest brother Jeffrey is starting Varsity for the Provo High football team as a sophomore so we spend our Friday nights reliving high school memories, and I must admit, I miss football season&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-5360705028303338944?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/5360705028303338944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=5360705028303338944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5360705028303338944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5360705028303338944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2010/09/update-with-thoughts.html' title='Update with thoughts'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2002709417724448736</id><published>2010-06-10T21:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:29:25.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TBGu0LN5RKI/AAAAAAAAA0A/xy1lnWmUS_E/s1600/Cathy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TBGu0LN5RKI/AAAAAAAAA0A/xy1lnWmUS_E/s400/Cathy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354432874103970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an Aunt, who is my hero.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl I would dream about&lt;br /&gt;one being a grown up who was as fashionable and fabulous&lt;br /&gt;as her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would take me to the best shops every time we visited,&lt;br /&gt;She played "Harriet the Spy" with me  writing letters in our&lt;br /&gt;secret code and using her spy name "Ursula."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teenager I looked forward to visiting her in the summer&lt;br /&gt;where we would shop, lay by the pool and cook delicious food. &lt;br /&gt;It was like having an older sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003, my aunt and dear friend was diagnosed with LuGehrig's Disease or ALS.&lt;br /&gt;It started in her hands and would cause her to drop things, &lt;br /&gt;And slowly attacked the rest of the nerves in her body, &lt;br /&gt;Causing her to lose the ability to walk, cook, shop, hug, and dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years later she is still bravely fighting this awful disease. &lt;br /&gt;And as she watches all her mobility disappear while her mind remains unaffected,&lt;br /&gt;She continues to smile, laugh, and even thank God for the blessings that she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She truly is my hero, and on Saturday my siblings and I will all be honoring her&lt;br /&gt;by pushing ourselves and challenging our abilities by running.&lt;br /&gt;We are running different races but will be wearing matching shirts&lt;br /&gt;And pushing ourselves for our aunt who can no longer run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2002709417724448736?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2002709417724448736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2002709417724448736' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2002709417724448736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2002709417724448736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2010/06/hero.html' title='Hero'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/TBGu0LN5RKI/AAAAAAAAA0A/xy1lnWmUS_E/s72-c/Cathy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6111338270327474371</id><published>2010-05-10T22:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:08:20.527-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Inspiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have now watched this at least a dozen times over the last week, and it still brings tears to my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my inspiration for the week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6111338270327474371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6111338270327474371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6111338270327474371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2010/05/inspiring.html' title='Inspiring'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-4310564317270759761</id><published>2010-04-04T13:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:34:18.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is a lot later than I originally said,&lt;div&gt;but after much ado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some pictures of our new residence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in Salt Lake City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is still a work in progress, but here is a peek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. There are a lot of pictures&lt;/div&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;Part of our bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jnKHsYdqI/AAAAAAAAAzw/RsKy4k4sC54/s400/P1010347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456365109609264802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffee table I found on KSL and refinished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jnJDMD0aI/AAAAAAAAAzo/X04o1B9bJVg/s1600/P1010341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jnJDMD0aI/AAAAAAAAAzo/X04o1B9bJVg/s400/P1010341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456365091220083106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our beautiful wardrobe my dad made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jnId2fl2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/XEii9ytKvfY/s1600/P1010338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jnId2fl2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/XEii9ytKvfY/s400/P1010338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456365081197516642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another angle of our living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jma3f7VzI/AAAAAAAAAzY/9tNyxD8NjPI/s400/TV+and+Window.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456364297808205618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Lovesac couch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first sewing project: I sewed all the pillows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmZ_4FbWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OK5dT90Hzb0/s1600/Living+Room:couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmZ_4FbWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OK5dT90Hzb0/s400/Living+Room:couch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456364282877144418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this beautiful clock yesterday with my two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sister in laws!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Paris picture is from my Study Abroad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmZcHWJ2I/AAAAAAAAAzI/eGEZKvo2sMI/s1600/Living+Room+2:side+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmZcHWJ2I/AAAAAAAAAzI/eGEZKvo2sMI/s400/Living+Room+2:side+table.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456364273277478754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmYtKlWDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/I2xwr7zxgNQ/s1600/Stove+and+Pans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jmYtKlWDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/I2xwr7zxgNQ/s400/Stove+and+Pans.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456364260674590770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen island Adam assembled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jlez-sYBI/AAAAAAAAAy4/2oXJ24mkGNw/s400/Kitchen+Island.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456363266071355410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our antique cabinets,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a lot of space but love the charm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jledtNvgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/2va6i7Ugfm4/s400/Kitchen+cabinets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456363260092464642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Master Bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Large tile shower and pedastool sink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jldiCKBPI/AAAAAAAAAyo/pJOiev5kBSA/s400/P1010350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456363244074173682" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite feature:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The exposed brick wall in the master bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jlc7zDdEI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Hi469w53BUk/s400/Brick+Wall+in+Bathroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456363233810281538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entrance to my closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jksPLZGgI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/kYO_kL8C7UI/s400/Closet+Closed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456362397199047170" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little peek into the walk in closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jkrcnMTII/AAAAAAAAAyI/35g4ieIGN4I/s400/Closet+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456362383625440386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have an additional bedroom, but that is a "work in progress"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is code for a storage room for all of our things that don't have a home yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hoping to get it organized in the next two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also embarking on making a bed skirt, so I will keep you posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love our new little home and the beautiful location!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-4310564317270759761?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/4310564317270759761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=4310564317270759761' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4310564317270759761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4310564317270759761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/S7jnKHsYdqI/AAAAAAAAAzw/RsKy4k4sC54/s72-c/P1010347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-3952487263104570259</id><published>2010-01-17T17:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:42:02.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haitus</title><content type='html'>We moved,&lt;div&gt;to SLC on D street in the avenues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the next two weeks I will be unpacking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sewing, painting, and organizing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post pictures and give you a tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you in two weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-3952487263104570259?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/3952487263104570259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=3952487263104570259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3952487263104570259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3952487263104570259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2010/01/haitus.html' title='Haitus'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-73407755283470582</id><published>2009-12-25T19:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:52:37.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(70, 62, 62);   font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(70, 62, 62);   line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the last week, I have felt compelled to put a copy of the constitution and declaration on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not the type of person who is an activist, I avoid controversy at all cost, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;which in some situations would be a fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That is why I decided today, when we celebrate the birth of Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In a country where I can choose for myself what I would like to celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I put up 2 paragraphs from the Declaration of Independence that have seemed to be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please take some time to read these paragraphs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and remember all those lives that have been given to ensure freedom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and the laws and documents that forged the path that we are on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: separate;  line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We need to be careful that these rights are not taken away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: separate;   line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security. --Such has been the patient sufferance of these colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former systems of government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over these states. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-73407755283470582?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/73407755283470582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=73407755283470582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/73407755283470582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/73407755283470582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8108363782559998492</id><published>2009-12-03T20:37:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:55:36.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Cruisin</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;div&gt;on November 19, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam and I told the world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"peace"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hopped onto a large boat with our dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erin and Phil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Bahamas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played like children at the Atlantis Water Park,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we ate constantly for 4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the pics to prove it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiH4-ngsbI/AAAAAAAAAx4/L3FGy8yT0hA/s400/IMG_2670.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411224365236793778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiH4lKzKtI/AAAAAAAAAxw/mBdoM480ewI/s400/IMG_2589.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411224358405483218" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiHUPAk1_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZGM7U2eZVCk/s400/IMG_2676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411223733981730802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our favorite nightly activities was karaoke. &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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiHClFAGUI/AAAAAAAAAxg/8IcNx-tZokE/s400/IMG_2626.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411223430668228930" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiGCEWm9tI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ET1MXp8p3hg/s400/IMG_2646.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411222322372081362" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiFwGBmDVI/AAAAAAAAAxI/CkWaWpRAeck/s400/IMG_2606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411222013583166802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiFPV7NGKI/AAAAAAAAAw4/M-NmWuSM5Rk/s400/IMG_2619.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221450915649698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8108363782559998492?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8108363782559998492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8108363782559998492' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8108363782559998492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8108363782559998492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/12/cruisin.html' title='Cruisin'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SxiH4-ngsbI/AAAAAAAAAx4/L3FGy8yT0hA/s72-c/IMG_2670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8124140898972648624</id><published>2009-10-31T23:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:36:19.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Confessions</title><content type='html'>10. I dip my Oreos in smooth peanut butter. &lt;div&gt;Can't eat them any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I hit the snooze button at least 3 times every morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I am legitimately afraid of the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I haven't written in my journal for over a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I am terrible at folding the laundry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it usually sits in tall piles on the guest room bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love Lucky Charms, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I currently have 3 boxes in the pantry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I thrive on making check lists, and then checking things off the list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. There are still unpacked boxes sitting in my garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I play fantasy football every year with my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came in 4th last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8124140898972648624?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8124140898972648624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8124140898972648624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8124140898972648624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8124140898972648624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/10/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-4883080024129264290</id><published>2009-10-18T09:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:11:49.090-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>It's Your Birthday, Shout Hooray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 15 was my 24th birthday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day, and I feel like I am getting older!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a document of the day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with some pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started the day with a date to Guru's for a birthday breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off to work as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wrapped up the night with a family celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHfBenPNI/AAAAAAAAAws/jQSHmifLflI/s1600-h/P1010276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHfBenPNI/AAAAAAAAAws/jQSHmifLflI/s400/P1010276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124314493009106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam got me beautiful cupcakes from the delicious&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesweettoothfairy.com/"&gt;Sweet Tooth Fairy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHeooBNZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Wz0LaSZNDZY/s1600-h/P1010281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHeooBNZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Wz0LaSZNDZY/s400/P1010281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124307821573522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birthday guests,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff is behind the camera.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHeD_kbZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/3jGbUhcbjEY/s1600-h/P1010277_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHeD_kbZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/3jGbUhcbjEY/s400/P1010277_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394124297988238738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gifts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some very cute clothes from the &lt;a href="http://www.blendfashions.com"&gt;store&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvGeiHVAqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MmSaNUnrsEw/s1600-h/P1010281_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvGeiHVAqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MmSaNUnrsEw/s400/P1010281_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394123206562218658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The yellow Hobo wallet that I have been vying for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ some very pretty Bobbi Brown Eyeshadow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvGd-4-2XI/AAAAAAAAAwM/av4sAuqRj-k/s1600-h/P1010284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvGd-4-2XI/AAAAAAAAAwM/av4sAuqRj-k/s400/P1010284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394123197106805106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, last but not least. . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite movie, if you have not seen it yet, come over and we will watch it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvGBFM3rZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/C54X7yOqevo/s1600-h/P1010285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvGBFM3rZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/C54X7yOqevo/s400/P1010285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394122700584627602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for all the birthday wishes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-4883080024129264290?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/4883080024129264290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=4883080024129264290' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4883080024129264290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4883080024129264290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-your-birthday-shout-hooray.html' title='It&apos;s Your Birthday, Shout Hooray!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/StvHfBenPNI/AAAAAAAAAws/jQSHmifLflI/s72-c/P1010276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6727242748681140827</id><published>2009-10-09T23:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:08:26.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;div&gt;we watched The Office wedding last night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through all our giggles and tears, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had to figure out what YouTube video they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only talked about, but re-enacted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, Adam and I BOTH got teary eyed as we watched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6727242748681140827?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6727242748681140827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6727242748681140827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6727242748681140827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6727242748681140827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever.html' title='Forever'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1549584438941858645</id><published>2009-09-17T14:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:25:02.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;div&gt;It has been quite awhile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little update with a few pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started new job last week, and it has been fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first three weeks of being back were tough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was interviewing like crazy, but could not find something that would fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I interviewed here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently helping manage this Boutique, but also doing Expos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave on Sunday to New York for a Clothing show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The store is located in Pleasant Grove, and has FABULOUS clothes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 84px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SrKm5PB9KnI/AAAAAAAAAvM/7hWU-cJSsXs/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548006878653042" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of August we moved into this house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SrKnm4dZ5AI/AAAAAAAAAvU/VKC1lIRV0gE/s400/P1010186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382548791093748738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are house sitting for the next 18 months while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the owners are on a mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in love with this dreamy new kitchen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we cook a lot more now!&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;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SrKjEgZRcMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/n65uNr4c7pc/s320/P1010181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382543802471903426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SrKjENWJPLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/zqm2E3XKWI4/s320/P1010180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382543797358509234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S0......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on to our next adventure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so happy to be back home, and have the blessing to live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a tough month as we have both struggled to find jobs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But feel very blessed that we both have found companies that are a perfect fit. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1549584438941858645?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1549584438941858645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1549584438941858645' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1549584438941858645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1549584438941858645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SrKm5PB9KnI/AAAAAAAAAvM/7hWU-cJSsXs/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-949135605857510168</id><published>2009-08-02T21:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:22:49.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>TWO YEARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:large;"&gt;     Happy Anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SnZXzixHrWI/AAAAAAAAAuk/RoqxuMQWKsg/s400/Family+2_078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365572549076299106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo courtesy of Brandi Ginn Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Two years and going strong!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;They have been the best two years of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-949135605857510168?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/949135605857510168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=949135605857510168' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/949135605857510168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/949135605857510168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-years.html' title='TWO YEARS'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SnZXzixHrWI/AAAAAAAAAuk/RoqxuMQWKsg/s72-c/Family+2_078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1778077299338247813</id><published>2009-07-03T15:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:22:11.129-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Announcement. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sk6EKXwgA7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/5xXqWF0StlM/s1600-h/Downing+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sk6EKXwgA7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/5xXqWF0StlM/s200/Downing+baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354362320701096882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sk6EKBKKcgI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vLOv4BUyKKE/s200/Downing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354362314634719746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome brother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who is now all grown up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is shipping out to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;San Bernadino, California in August&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where he will serve the Lord in Spanish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sk6Ds8-8hyI/AAAAAAAAAuE/2sIOq-w_0_M/s1600-h/Downing+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1778077299338247813?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1778077299338247813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1778077299338247813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1778077299338247813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1778077299338247813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/07/announcement.html' title='Announcement. . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sk6EKXwgA7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/5xXqWF0StlM/s72-c/Downing+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7333941220560181667</id><published>2009-06-17T06:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:02:06.625-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Journal'/><title type='text'>Left my heart in New York</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;div&gt;this is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sitting near Gate 9, at JFK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to fly to North Carolina to begin another adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to be a wife again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and see Adam daily instead of on the weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also excited to live by friends and family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and let's be honest: lay by the pool every morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as  I sit here, my heart aches a bit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this crazy city has become a part of my life and a bit of who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been such an incredible experience,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one that I thank my Heavenly Father for daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is something so exciting and thrilling to ride the subway to work every morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then walk along Madison Avenue and pass millions of other people walking to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved having our door men greet me by name and with a smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned so much about myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only about who I am, but about what I really want in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also learned that I have been blessed with a lot of good things and that I should never take them for granted, or let them define my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it could all be gone in a moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cherish the friendships I have made here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Workings along side some of the most talented people in advertising,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Sunday night games in the "Spooky Room."&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sjjo7o09TfI/AAAAAAAAAtc/S-myDhZpcjk/s400/Game+on.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348280668771929586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sjjo7cAsv5I/AAAAAAAAAtU/QTkBPUowmrI/s400/IMG_4581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348280665331515282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7333941220560181667?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7333941220560181667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7333941220560181667' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7333941220560181667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7333941220560181667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/06/left-my-heart-in-new-york.html' title='Left my heart in New York'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sjjo7o09TfI/AAAAAAAAAtc/S-myDhZpcjk/s72-c/Game+on.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-4637707079682182201</id><published>2009-06-02T20:41:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:16:36.863-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>When you are bored in the city. . . . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . . . . . . .You dye your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Caitlin, don't be mad)&lt;/span&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXmSRen23I/AAAAAAAAAs8/XiuDuFx7jjA/s400/IMG_5063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342929734548839282" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXl1Fb8pUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DIrhNSCKPa4/s400/IMG_5059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342929233100186946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During:&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;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXlnR47XNI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Kc39aZQjbPw/s400/IMG_8410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928995924794578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXk2Fr1W5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/WAcMCpuu-io/s1600-h/IMG_5071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXk2Fr1W5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/WAcMCpuu-io/s400/IMG_5071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928150835059602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXk2GkUy5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/fNmu3sbCok4/s1600-h/IMG_5069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXk2GkUy5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/fNmu3sbCok4/s400/IMG_5069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928151072000914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://2A6510F7-62BC-4C69-A645-BF92E90F14A3/IMG_5068.JPG.jpg" alt="IMG_5068.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing too drastic, just a lot darker, the pictures don't do the real color justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-4637707079682182201?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/4637707079682182201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=4637707079682182201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4637707079682182201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4637707079682182201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-you-are-bored-in-city.html' title='When you are bored in the city. . . . . . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SiXmSRen23I/AAAAAAAAAs8/XiuDuFx7jjA/s72-c/IMG_5063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8209441116418299298</id><published>2009-05-17T21:34:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:47:40.375-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>Story from the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to visit a boy who lives here........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDXko8gtNI/AAAAAAAAAq8/GWri8AZ1Pv8/s400/P1010156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337002582900520146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;His house has a cute yellow door, and wrap around porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShHwx12VkxI/AAAAAAAAAr0/CO6U8DvRSHw/s400/P1010147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337311772469990162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is the boy who lives in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with his cute grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDXsh-uMjI/AAAAAAAAArM/N4nk2WYM9q8/s400/P1010157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337002718469698098" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the pool and pool house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where we took a nap while we soaked up some rays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDYCVifx0I/AAAAAAAAArk/FRa4KEHFRX8/s400/P1010151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337003093087209282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here he is slicing up some fresh watermelon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and kindly eliminating the black seeds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDYCCzBP4I/AAAAAAAAArc/lcMCGOHaing/s400/P1010153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337003088056237954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nothing like fresh lime juice on watermelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDYCi88hLI/AAAAAAAAArs/rq4tjSGakvI/s400/P1010154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337003096687805618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is the boy getting ready to get beat at Wii tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDYB7qqHmI/AAAAAAAAArU/gx4ZoKzeTrg/s400/P1010158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337003086142119522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is our picture as we prepared to say our goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8209441116418299298?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8209441116418299298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8209441116418299298' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8209441116418299298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8209441116418299298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-from-weekend.html' title='Story from the Weekend'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/ShDXko8gtNI/AAAAAAAAAq8/GWri8AZ1Pv8/s72-c/P1010156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-387216007211473224</id><published>2009-05-10T08:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:11:50.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication to my Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SgbupqdNtPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/tY8vASHRN8I/s1600-h/DSC_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SgbupqdNtPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/tY8vASHRN8I/s400/DSC_0996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334213208205800690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sgbuauc-DYI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YgBFCVkSJhs/s1600-h/IMG_3881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sgbuauc-DYI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YgBFCVkSJhs/s400/IMG_3881.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334212951580478850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day dedicated to celebrating Mothers.&lt;div&gt;I have been very blessed and fortunate to have an incredible mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has done so much for me, and has influenced my life in so many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I wanted to share 20 reasons why I love and am grateful to you, Mom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Your decision to join the LDS church while she was in college,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is such an incredible blessing that not only affected me, but my children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Your testimony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Your laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Your willingness to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were always down on your knees playing with us when we were children,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagining all kinds of stories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you still like to play games with us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Your smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is very contagious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Your love of reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We grew up watching you read, and you instilled that love in all of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Our late night talks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Your patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Your sewing talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Your desire to help others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Your decorating style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Watching you at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are so great with the kids, so patient, I can wait to see you with our children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. The support you give each one of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sports, school, life, you have always been there cheering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Your cooking talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Your ability to make friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Your righteous example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Your patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Your drive to always do better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Your loving disposition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. The sacrifices that you have willingly made for me, as your daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-387216007211473224?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/387216007211473224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=387216007211473224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/387216007211473224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/387216007211473224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/05/dedication-to-my-mom.html' title='Dedication to my Mom'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SgbupqdNtPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/tY8vASHRN8I/s72-c/DSC_0996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-587991656355767670</id><published>2009-05-03T16:47:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:05:58.904-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Journal'/><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>My first week in New York has been great!&lt;div&gt;We have done a lot of walking and discovering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have adjusted well to living in the I House, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and am really enjoying being here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a hard time adjusting to the humidity, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am averaging at least two showers a day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have kissed my straight hair goodbye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to start work tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics from the week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(thanks go to Lindsay our group photographer!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuss Ball tournament at the I-House Pub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you feel the intensity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4hxeMSVnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nuTM_4SHTPs/s400/Game+on.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331736142655149682" /&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;div&gt;We enjoyed some delicious Arepas with Pat and Lindsay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favorite was beef and cheese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4hxNCN5EI/AAAAAAAAAqY/rmEHQJaWejs/s400/Arepas2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331736138049512514" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4hRNT-8lI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/bVBFb_d_7Mg/s400/Arepas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331735588368216658" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4hQ-WA0BI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Kj2fV9YhY3Y/s400/Arepas1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331735584350195730" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4gXdBFoMI/AAAAAAAAAp4/A6nextuusu4/s400/Delivering+the+weather.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331734596151517378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Sony Wonder museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was amazing, and I even got to try my skills &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a news anchor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4gXRcCENI/AAAAAAAAApw/K4XE6MsRdaY/s400/Sony+Wonder+Museum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331734593043304658" /&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4fxT7wdnI/AAAAAAAAApo/GAOhci_1D6U/s400/Statue+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331733940878210674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rode the Ferry to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both incredible sights, and take your breath away as you see and learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about how the immigrants came across the ocean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4foJLvpSI/AAAAAAAAApg/bHct5mYeATw/s400/Statue+of+Liberty+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331733783373653282" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-587991656355767670?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/587991656355767670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=587991656355767670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/587991656355767670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/587991656355767670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sf4hxeMSVnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nuTM_4SHTPs/s72-c/Game+on.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-5052037801604023220</id><published>2009-04-27T21:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:29:19.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Journal'/><title type='text'>New York, Day One</title><content type='html'>After a long day of travel,&lt;div&gt;I have arrived! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a long day, full of emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my view is a bit skewed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears fell freely as I kissed Adam goodbye at the airport this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day is over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate delicious pizza tonight at Patsy's Pizzeria, and walked the streets a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where I call home:&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SfZ3cbPhsdI/AAAAAAAAApY/ook_mDoWmDo/s400/Photo+24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329578539272483282" /&gt;View from the door:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bed on right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desk on left,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;window behind-only form of air-no air conditioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SfZ3CdOkYQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/HWjkN1qbCas/s400/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329578093128737026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;View from the bed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closet on right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shelf on left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a bit tired, but excited for the adventure that lies ahead!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start work on Monday morning and 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/7112456520462243948-5052037801604023220?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/5052037801604023220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=5052037801604023220' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8741582027393534371</id><published>2009-04-15T21:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:10:01.865-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>RefLecTion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It feels like these past two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;have been a whirlwind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and I am slowly drowning in my to-do list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have not had a moment to sit and think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and really enjoy the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am trying to box up our house,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;finish school, and spend as much time as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;with my dear husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was our presentation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to Volkswagen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;our final advertising pitch as members of the BYU Ad Lab, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and as BYU students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Living on little sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we were the last group to present to them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and it was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The creatives did an amazing job with the ads, and execution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and our strategy was right on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It hit me this afternoon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;once the presentation and lunch were over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that this was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another chapter in my life is closing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All too often it feels like I am counting down to the next mile marker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;without actually stopping to enjoy everything in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have always said that I couldn't wait to graduate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and now that the day is approaching,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel a bit weird,  a bit lost as I leave the comfort of being a "student"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel so blessed that I have my best friend next to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that seems to make each new change easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel less afraid to start a new "adventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;when I know that Adam is right beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8741582027393534371?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8741582027393534371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8741582027393534371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8741582027393534371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8741582027393534371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflection.html' title='RefLecTion'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-96069313451192604</id><published>2009-03-29T09:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:12:59.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>New York, New York</title><content type='html'>&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/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sc-awKAl-3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/mTclx61Lae0/s1600-h/afternycbig1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sc-awKAl-3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/mTclx61Lae0/s400/afternycbig1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318639837059087218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that is official, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would share,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On April 27, at 7:30 am I will board an airplane and fly to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the JFK airport in New York!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got accepted to do an internship at Y&amp;amp;R Advertising Agency, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and will be there for 6 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am excited, nervous, happy, thrilled and very grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is going to be an incredible 6 weeks and I am going to learn so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The downside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be missing this guy:&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sc-drz_DpeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Es3MrV18Ojo/s400/adam+water.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318643060962469346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-96069313451192604?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/96069313451192604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=96069313451192604' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/96069313451192604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/96069313451192604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-york-new-york.html' title='New York, New York'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/Sc-awKAl-3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/mTclx61Lae0/s72-c/afternycbig1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8910679876440408863</id><published>2009-03-20T08:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:21:02.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's To Life</title><content type='html'>The Tap Project was started by UNICEF and a big New York agency three years ago.&lt;div&gt;For one week in March, they collaborated with all major restaurants in the city,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During that week restaurants asked their customers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; to pay $1 for the tap water they usually get for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; $1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; provides &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;40 days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;clean water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;children across the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;This year, Utah was invited to participate in this now global water week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The BYU AD Lab was asked to be the state's advertising agency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a huge opportunity for us to show off our skills,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and use those skills for an amazing cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have recruited restaurants like crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and created some amazing television and radio spots, and billboards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Water Week begins on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;March 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and goes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;till March 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please go out to a participating restaurant and donate $1 to help a child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find participating restaurants&lt;a href="http://www.utahtap.org/"&gt; here&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3508859&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3508859&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="227"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3508859"&gt;Utah Tap :: Here's to Doing&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1261363"&gt;Mike Morris&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8910679876440408863?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8910679876440408863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8910679876440408863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8910679876440408863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8910679876440408863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/03/heres-to-life.html' title='Here&apos;s To Life'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1293703158457736788</id><published>2009-02-25T22:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:23:35.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Deserve</title><content type='html'>While I was climbing into bed this evening,&lt;div&gt;after a long day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my ulcers acting up because of stress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I checked in with &lt;a href="http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2008/03/why-bother-havi.html"&gt;Seth Godin'&lt;/a&gt;s blog and I came across a post titled "Deserve,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I started to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, life is currently stressful:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working 35 hours a week, and making enough to cover our bills,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking 17 credits at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing Adam for the first time each day at 11:00 at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to join the job market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The current economy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. . . . . . . . . . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after reading that article I began to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I deserve to be attending such a great University?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I deserve to be married to such an incredible man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I deserve to be part of the BYU AD Lab and have so many incredible experiences?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I deserve to have the opportunity to be a part of such a fantastic internship program?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I deserve to live in such a nice condo that provides a roof over our heads?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I deserve clean water, and a daily meal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My list could continue. . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows who really deserves what, but like Seth said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I going to do with all that I have been blessed with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1293703158457736788?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1293703158457736788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1293703158457736788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1293703158457736788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1293703158457736788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/02/deserve.html' title='Deserve'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-573223615876478549</id><published>2009-01-08T22:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:43:08.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Things That I Do Care About</title><content type='html'>In Response to Previous Post:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things That I Have Passion For:&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;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Beginning each day on my knees in prayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Successfully following through with every commitment I make&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Training hard to beat my previous race time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;My education-doing all that I can to make myself an valuable asset in the Advertising industry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Keeping my New Year's resolutions (week two and still going strong)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trying to do something out of my comfort zone each day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Biggest Loser-give it a try, you will get hooked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clean Sheets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Realizing my true potential&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;See the positive through the trials-sometimes it is more blurry than other times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being grateful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seeing others' potential and talents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soft Hands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being organized-take a look at our closet and you will see how OCD I really am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-573223615876478549?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/573223615876478549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=573223615876478549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/573223615876478549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/573223615876478549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-that-i-do-care-about.html' title='Things That I Do Care About'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6282437935195182805</id><published>2008-12-09T22:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:20:55.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I Don't Care About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Making the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Folding the clothes in the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Blogging (my therapist and I are working on this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; My cereal addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Cleaning out my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Repeating outfits weekly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Cooking dinner (sorry Adam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Getting ready in the mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Mopping the floor (is there a pattern here?. . . . .  Yeah lost that cleaning feeling a long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Socializing-it's not you, it's us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's hear your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark &lt;/span&gt;confessions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what is on your don't care list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6282437935195182805?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6282437935195182805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6282437935195182805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6282437935195182805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6282437935195182805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/12/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-837105026798949667</id><published>2008-11-08T00:26:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:36:10.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grateful'/><title type='text'>grat·i·tude</title><content type='html'>Noun:&lt;div&gt;-the quality or feeling of being grateful or thankful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-kindness awakened by a favor received&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been meaning to write something I am grateful for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each day during November&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a little behind, so am catching up tonight with 8 things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1-&lt;/span&gt; The ability to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2-&lt;/span&gt; My husband-I could write a months worth of reasons why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Currently I am grateful for his patience with the sink full of dishes, laundry room of clothes, and an un-made bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3-&lt;/span&gt; Freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4- &lt;/span&gt;My job-they have been so gracious in putting up with my insane schedule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5-&lt;/span&gt; Crockpots-new favorite kitchen gadget. I put some goodies inside in the morning, and come home after a long day to a home filled with a sweet, savory aroma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6-&lt;/span&gt; School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7- &lt;/span&gt;Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8-&lt;/span&gt; Sleep- I love hitting my feather-down pillow at night, I just need to figure out how to get more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-837105026798949667?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/837105026798949667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=837105026798949667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/837105026798949667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/837105026798949667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/11/gratitude_1712.html' title='grat·i·tude'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1755360277020416008</id><published>2008-10-24T17:50:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:13:38.941-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Fall Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am an official blog slacker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work I finally got the blog bug again, something that I have not had for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the LONG absence,&lt;br /&gt;(emphasize when reading the word long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my favorite season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love fall........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNw6gFeUoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_RjEqHEqHf0/s1600-h/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNw6gFeUoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_RjEqHEqHf0/s400/fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261172940046488194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNw6rDSv4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/jBtUkHYn9o4/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNw6rDSv4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/jBtUkHYn9o4/s400/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261172942990131074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carving pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNwBB0VDHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SsLJcsstKGQ/s1600-h/pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNwBB0VDHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SsLJcsstKGQ/s400/pumpkins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261171952668970098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNyCZBXWOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JY86B81FtOg/s1600-h/starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNyCZBXWOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JY86B81FtOg/s400/starbucks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261174175100786914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fall fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNwBf8CBII/AAAAAAAAAa8/bDxioQ0YKyw/s1600-h/anthropologie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNwBf8CBII/AAAAAAAAAa8/bDxioQ0YKyw/s400/anthropologie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261171960754340994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my favorite season,&lt;br /&gt;this weekend I have made a few new "fall resolutions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1-Training begins&lt;/span&gt;: I have taken a month and a half off. I went from running 23-26 miles a week to 10-15 a week (if I am lucky). The new running season is around the corner, and the lotteries for races are about to begin. So I made myself a new schedule and it starts on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2-Long hair: &lt;/span&gt;I have made a commitment to grow my hair out again. Sorry not a very flattering picture, I am at work so my picture selection is limited. I have also made a resolution that when my hair is long, I will do it more often, rather than rely on the oh-so-convenient ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQN79BITnfI/AAAAAAAAAbk/u0JR7UET0yA/s1600-h/long+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQN79BITnfI/AAAAAAAAAbk/u0JR7UET0yA/s400/long+hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261185077904383474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.Catch up on all my reading:&lt;/span&gt; This is a tough one, but something that must be done. Midterms were last week, and although I passed all of them, none of the scores will be bragged about. So to get the grades that I am hoping, I must re-commit myself to school this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.Spend more time on the important things:&lt;/span&gt; Why is it that the most important things fall so easily to the bottom of the list? I am reorganizing myself to spend time each day reading my scriptures, or anything spiritual. I hate how easily I tend to let these things slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love how each week feels like a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying fall!&lt;br /&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/7112456520462243948-1755360277020416008?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1755360277020416008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1755360277020416008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1755360277020416008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1755360277020416008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-resolutions.html' title='Fall Resolutions'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SQNw6gFeUoI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_RjEqHEqHf0/s72-c/fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-513255324604330053</id><published>2008-10-08T11:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:16:07.211-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>L'oreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this post is going to be a plea for help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little background:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L'oreal comes to BYU campus each year and hosts a competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is called "Brandstorm" and each year they present us with a new brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that we have to re-market, or create.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year we have been asked to create a fragrance for Maybelline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The competition starts at BYU, then goes to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;, and then the finals are in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year a team from BYU won the international finals in PARIS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the competition is in phases:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st Phase is: Research-we have to know the market, and also our target market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then if we pass that we move on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phase 2: which is where we actually create the brand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I need your help with the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have attached a link to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;survey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it should take no longer than 5 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just click on the link and answer the questions!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you so much!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://qtrial.qualtrics.com/SE?SID=SV_8do3Bl2A4bJxoMs&amp;amp;SVID=Prod"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Survey here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-513255324604330053?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/513255324604330053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=513255324604330053' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/513255324604330053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/513255324604330053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/10/loreal.html' title='L&apos;oreal'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2877171656605363140</id><published>2008-09-14T22:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:15:44.761-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3sdsAVnEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8KBn1ko6FcY/s1600-h/DSC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3sdsAVnEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8KBn1ko6FcY/s400/DSC_0609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246109135729433666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday August 30,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up at 5:30,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3sd0TYpjI/AAAAAAAAAac/9zqGviTnRVo/s400/DSC_0607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246109137956808242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strapped on my new running shoes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and headed to Emigration Canyon.&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun was slowly rising over the mountains,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a strong chill in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My stomach was filled with butterflies as I approached the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting Line at the bottom of the Canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thirteen miles, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stretched out my chilled legs and patiently waited for the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; race to start.&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of the days event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started at the bottom of the canyon,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first two miles were all up hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The race was incredible, and the view was breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3seL59W_I/AAAAAAAAAak/YmOi3llh--A/s400/DSC_0611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246109144292613106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finished third in my age group &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my overall time was 1 hour 51 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was very proud of my accomplishment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3qkqp5rnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6M0R4TxTB8s/s400/DSC_0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246107056602721906" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3qlMzZdlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/P_2pnZx9hQ0/s400/DSC_0604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246107065769358930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3qlWz0x6I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XIX-M8fh3Dw/s400/DSC_0606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246107068455503778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next race: Marathon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2877171656605363140?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2877171656605363140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2877171656605363140' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2877171656605363140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2877171656605363140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/09/123-111213.html' title='Half Marathon'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SM3sdsAVnEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8KBn1ko6FcY/s72-c/DSC_0609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1450098893710445682</id><published>2008-09-10T14:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:17:26.435-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Over The Rainbow</title><content type='html'>I am currently sitting on a round lunch table,&lt;div&gt;a table that has spots filled with crumbs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lap top open, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;papers spread out everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School started a week ago, and I feel like I haven't been able to catch my breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to balance 17 credits and 35 hour work weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those last few moments at night between climbing into bed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and falling into an exhausting sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; is the time Adam and I spend together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catching up with each other, right before our talking becomes incoherent mumbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being busy is when I function best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a plan or task for every hour of the day keeps me organized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I manage my time better and get more accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have cooked more in this last week, than I have in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live by my planer and check list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days begin to blur into each other, but hey, I am getting things done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel productive because I am busy, always going somewhere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or studying something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is only now, in this moment, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a room filled with hundreds of people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where there is a constant buzz of noise due to talking and laughing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have I  felt more, than I have in two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a piano 10 feet away from where I am sitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A guy just sat down and began playing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and suddenly everything seemed to disappear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song "Over the Rainbow" began to echo through the walls, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I was overcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overcome with gratefulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grateful for his musical talent, for this building, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for music, for the opportunity to go to school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grateful for family, for a body that functions well, for people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the list continues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has been playing for ten minutes now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one beautiful song after another,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have put all my school work aside and just sat for a moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In one of his talks Elder Ballard talked about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"enjoying the fleeting moments, the quiet moments," &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and although he was talking about motherhood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his words resonated with me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only in those quiet moments, where we pause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can we see and feel the tender mercies of the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the long absence, I am back now, and will be more consistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; At least that is the goal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A long post coming this weekend with pictures of a race I ran in two weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1450098893710445682?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1450098893710445682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1450098893710445682' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1450098893710445682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1450098893710445682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/09/over-rainbow.html' title='Over The Rainbow'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8877380807711819620</id><published>2008-08-27T10:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:41:33.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nie Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SLWGbHvyYPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/nvynb8gnv_4/s1600-h/Nie%27s+special+banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SLWGbHvyYPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/nvynb8gnv_4/s400/Nie%27s+special+banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241542009512178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the last two weeks, I cannot seem to get Steph and her family out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Our families are connected by the same set of cousins,&lt;br /&gt;So when I was younger I spent a lot of time over there.&lt;br /&gt;I thought Stephanie was the "coolest" girl.&lt;br /&gt;I loved her personality, her hair style, and you can just tell she knows who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tragedy has left me thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Especially during the quiet moments right before I fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;and in the early morning hours, before I get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it has affected me so much-&lt;br /&gt;We have talked over email a few times, and seen each other at family things,&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason this crash has affected me a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting the reoccurring thought of how grateful I am for the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lds.org"&gt;gospel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events like this are so hard to understand or explain,&lt;br /&gt;and although the Gospel doesn't take the pain or suffering away,&lt;br /&gt;it provides some comfort, some hope.&lt;br /&gt;The hope that Heavenly Father knows what is going on, and has a purpose for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow has been declared as Stephanie's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many different blogs putting on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silent Auctions&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Giveaways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Here is just a small list of what is going on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.designmom.com/"&gt;Design Mom&lt;/a&gt;- Silent Auction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Notes from Kate- Another auction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://tatcox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caitlyn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://birdonthelawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; are teaming up for a fantastic silent auction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://cjanerun.com/"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt; is auctioning some BYU items off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will try to keep the list going as I find out more. Please take a look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8877380807711819620?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8877380807711819620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8877380807711819620' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8877380807711819620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8877380807711819620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-last-two-weeks-i-cannot-seem-to-get.html' title='Nie Day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SLWGbHvyYPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/nvynb8gnv_4/s72-c/Nie%27s+special+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1275265596563482793</id><published>2008-08-21T15:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:54:26.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SK3joY7Ru3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/gyWKStiMweM/s1600-h/stef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SK3joY7Ru3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/gyWKStiMweM/s400/stef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237092224727104370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Clark Nielsen is a family friend and fellow blogger.&lt;br /&gt;She and her husband were in a terrible plane crash this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;They are on the slow road to recovery, so please put them in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information go &lt;a href="http://cjanerun.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1275265596563482793?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SK3joY7Ru3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/gyWKStiMweM/s72-c/stef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1926901218486317151</id><published>2008-07-28T13:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:46:56.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend was good,&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Farmers Market for more tomatoes,  and delicious Basil Focaccia Bread.&lt;br /&gt;I then spent the morning sewing some pillows for our couch.&lt;br /&gt;(Pictures to come on next post)&lt;br /&gt;They turned out so well, and I am in fact very proud of myself&lt;br /&gt;due to my naive sewing skills.&lt;br /&gt;My mom swelled with pride as her daughter that once hated sewing,&lt;br /&gt;has now become addicted.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a whole new world of crafts has been opened up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day with family,&lt;br /&gt;My handsome brother Jon arrived home from Kansas,&lt;br /&gt;So we ordered pizza, talked, and played Legos (yes, all of us!)&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to have everyone here, even if it is just for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the car on the way home from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lds.org"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I received a new church calling,&lt;br /&gt;So we now attend a Spanish Ward in Orem.&lt;br /&gt;I do not speak Spanish, I took three semesters at BYU and&lt;br /&gt;I was in a Spanish ward while living in London (a little ironic)&lt;br /&gt;but because of the lapse of time, and lack of use,&lt;br /&gt;my Spanish Skills have dwindled.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, our first Sunday there went well, the people were so warm and loving,&lt;br /&gt;and it was nice to have a husband who&lt;br /&gt;so willingly translated the talks for me,&lt;br /&gt;and let everyone know that my lack of response&lt;br /&gt;was not due to rudeness,&lt;br /&gt;but ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were driving home from church with&lt;br /&gt;"Sounds of the Sabbath" playing gently from our radio,&lt;br /&gt;the song "I Am A Child of God" came on.&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I hear this song I am filled with nostalgic memories of childhood,&lt;br /&gt;and singing time in Primary.&lt;br /&gt;I sing along blankly, not paying attention to the words or their meanings.&lt;br /&gt;But today it was like I was hearing the song for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because I was feeling very dependent on the Lord this weekend,&lt;br /&gt;as I stressed and worried about attending the Spanish ward.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe because it was time for one of the Lord's gentle reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the song continued, tears began to fall as I was overcome with gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;I, me, one person in a world full of a billion people,&lt;br /&gt;am a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father knows me by name, and cares about me.&lt;br /&gt;As the song ended I was so overcome with gratitude for this knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;It is so powerful and comforting to know&lt;br /&gt;that I have a Father in Heaven who loves me.&lt;br /&gt;A Heavenly Father that watches over me, listens to me when I pray&lt;br /&gt;and values the fears and concerns that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times to often to count, when I take the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lds.org"&gt;Gospe&lt;/a&gt;l for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Too many days where reading my scriptures&lt;br /&gt;falls to the bottom of the list.&lt;br /&gt;This song brought to my attention (again)&lt;br /&gt;what a great treasure it is,to know where I came from&lt;br /&gt;and to know what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I am go grateful for the reminders we receive every so often,&lt;br /&gt;that let us know that He is watching over us,&lt;br /&gt;and to remind us of the great knowledge that so many of us have,&lt;br /&gt;a knowledge that is so easy to take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1926901218486317151?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1926901218486317151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1926901218486317151' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1926901218486317151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1926901218486317151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/07/say.html' title='Say'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2383752624488557068</id><published>2008-07-23T10:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:50:25.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Saw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark Knight was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so emotionally invested while watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was incredible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdfjOOfIhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LYmxfWS_fuw/s1600-h/joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdfjOOfIhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LYmxfWS_fuw/s400/joker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226250951305667090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to hate him because he was so evil,&lt;br /&gt;but there was a soft spot for him, even though I had no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;His performance was amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Bale was of course as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdgBkidy9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/HWsq0aCF_XU/s1600-h/thedarkknightpic9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdgBkidy9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/HWsq0aCF_XU/s320/thedarkknightpic9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226251472691121106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this movie a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and can't wait to go see it at the IMAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday afternoon I went and saw this movie with some of dear girlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdgZqVg4PI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ljr04OxLNQQ/s1600-h/MammaMiaPosterCr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdgZqVg4PI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ljr04OxLNQQ/s400/MammaMiaPosterCr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226251886564270322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a very fun movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was amazing, I need the sound track!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter's voice is amazing, I wish she would have sung more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and despite what some reviews have said Pierce Brosnan does a good job singing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would recommend seeing this movie with girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your husband is anything like mine, it will not be enjoyed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2383752624488557068?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2383752624488557068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2383752624488557068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2383752624488557068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2383752624488557068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIdfjOOfIhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LYmxfWS_fuw/s72-c/joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8121359669150417652</id><published>2008-07-18T10:35:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:58:14.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Da da da da da da da da, Batman!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well folks, the day has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIDJakeuP-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/4IYD0p7gEEY/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIDJakeuP-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/4IYD0p7gEEY/s400/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224397026056093666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;giddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a school girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had our tickets for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at 8 we will be heading to the Cinemark theater at Provo Towne Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is determined to get perfect seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our movie starts at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we will be the couple &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at the front of  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-reading Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam-reading a historical novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may even bust out the playing cards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a long time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week we will be seeing it at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Imax&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know which version I enjoyed more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anyone want to see Mama Mia with me,&lt;br /&gt;Adam will be too busy seeing this over and over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8121359669150417652?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8121359669150417652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8121359669150417652' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8121359669150417652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8121359669150417652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/07/da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-batman.html' title='Da da da da da da da da, Batman!!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SIDJakeuP-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/4IYD0p7gEEY/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-3500160327386805247</id><published>2008-07-17T13:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:45:58.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a routine that do every morning after I arrive at work:&lt;br /&gt;1-Clock in&lt;br /&gt;2-Turn on the lights&lt;br /&gt;3-Log into my phone&lt;br /&gt;4-Log in, and open all necessary windows on my computer screen&lt;br /&gt;5-Blog Stalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a certain order in which I click the links on my blog,&lt;br /&gt;I usually start from the bottom and go up.&lt;br /&gt;I am so eager to read the new posts, and am sad when I have made it to the top of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog journey is over for the morning,&lt;br /&gt;I have laughed, cried (yes, I have, you guys are great bloggers),&lt;br /&gt;and always discovered a new site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is then I am filled with a bit of anxiety, no.......&lt;br /&gt;Envy.... is the correct word to use.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many creative writers out there,&lt;br /&gt;Incredible artists,&lt;br /&gt;Superb photographers,&lt;br /&gt;and Professional Cooks.&lt;br /&gt;What should I blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start having one-on-one conversations with myself&lt;br /&gt;deciding on what would be an exciting, mind blowing post,&lt;br /&gt;the wording I should use,&lt;br /&gt;and the jokes I should throw in.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the self conversation, I am exhausted and decide not to post at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I decided, I need to get over this&lt;br /&gt;feeling of blogging inadequacy.&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog because it was fun, and something I enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;So I am working on releasing myself from my own personal Blog Pressure.&lt;br /&gt;My posts may not always bring tears, or loud laughter,&lt;br /&gt;but I will have had fun writing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all the dedicated bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;I love keeping in touch, and learning more about you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you also for sharing your talents and skills.&lt;br /&gt;I feel inspired all the time,&lt;br /&gt;And realize that I can develop talents that I was once afraid to try.&lt;br /&gt;My cookings skills have become better,&lt;br /&gt;and my decorating ideas increase daily!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-3500160327386805247?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/3500160327386805247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=3500160327386805247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3500160327386805247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3500160327386805247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7930851375121303548</id><published>2008-07-11T12:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:39:34.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mallory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://tatcox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caitlyn's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; sister posted this on her blog a few days ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and I thought it would be fun to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some of my Current Obsessions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yoga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oreos-especially crunched up in Vanilla Bean Ice Cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cupcakes-reading about them, seeing them, decorating them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running ( I forced myself to sign up for a half marathon in Aug. one of my New Year Goals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orbit Peppermint Gum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mint Chapstick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wii Tennis-currently working on becoming a "pro" only 200 points left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conference Ensign from May 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bare Minerals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapbook Paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home Dec Ideas (yet to implement any though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zuchinni-sauteed in olive oil and onions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bananas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Jon and Kate Plus 8"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;G2 Gatorade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Setting weekly goals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corn Salsa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey Nut Cheerios&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Late night chats in bed with Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guessing the background stories of passing strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun coming through the windows in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold Play&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bungalow Home Styles (new favorite website: &lt;a href="http://www.thebungalowcompany.com/"&gt;http://www.thebungalowcompany.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7930851375121303548?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7930851375121303548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7930851375121303548' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7930851375121303548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7930851375121303548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/07/current-loves.html' title='Current Loves'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8925343352083231230</id><published>2008-07-02T09:01:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:52:55.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If Money Grew on Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;My dear friend &lt;a href="http://tatcox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caitlyn&lt;/a&gt; said a few words yesterday about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;the latest Anthropologie  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Catalog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;So as soon as we got home last night I ran to the mailbox full of excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Ohhhh how divine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me share a few beauties. . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubaD3pUSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Tdw4zehH1w4/s1600-h/jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 237px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubaD3pUSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Tdw4zehH1w4/s400/jacket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218435465256456482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubSyDKmuI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1rRkYrYIEFQ/s1600-h/sweater2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 229px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubSyDKmuI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1rRkYrYIEFQ/s400/sweater2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218435340213852898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubIJQXmuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ODqzkgOAltU/s1600-h/sweater1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubIJQXmuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ODqzkgOAltU/s400/sweater1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218435157464685282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGua5Jzu8XI/AAAAAAAAAYM/miLhCcZtrMs/s1600-h/dress2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 275px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGua5Jzu8XI/AAAAAAAAAYM/miLhCcZtrMs/s400/dress2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218434899914977650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGuay84qrII/AAAAAAAAAYE/D4rlbtTm1-U/s1600-h/dress1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 247px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGuay84qrII/AAAAAAAAAYE/D4rlbtTm1-U/s400/dress1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218434793366793346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;(Anyone want to write me a check)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8925343352083231230?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8925343352083231230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8925343352083231230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8925343352083231230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8925343352083231230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-money-grew-on-trees.html' title='If Money Grew on Trees'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SGubaD3pUSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Tdw4zehH1w4/s72-c/jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1632878541744517141</id><published>2008-06-23T12:42:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:53:15.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shoes, New Shoes. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;When I was a little girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Every time I got a new pair of shoes I would be filled with&lt;br /&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; as we drove home from the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Not only because I got to wear the shoes, but I was excited to show my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;so he could sing me the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"New Shoe Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me share with you this beautiful childhood memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jessie's got new shoes, new shoes, new shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessie's got new shoes on today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(repeat 3x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;My dad sang this to me while I danced twirled in my new foot wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;with a proud smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I would make my dad sing this song to me well into my teenage years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;On Saturday these babies arrived for me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SF_wEPFN-0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/S2JyRguYzvw/s1600-h/shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 382px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SF_wEPFN-0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/S2JyRguYzvw/s400/shoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215150849076886338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;And I taught Adam the song and then informed him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;that he was now passed the torch of singing the "New Shoe Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;not only for our  children but for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The drive home from Salt Lake was filled with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Jess' got new shoes, new shoes, new shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Jess' got new shoes on today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Jess' got new shoes, bright, red, shiny, shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Jess' got new shoes on today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;(We got a little creative)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1632878541744517141?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SF_wEPFN-0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/S2JyRguYzvw/s72-c/shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-3858863002127420489</id><published>2008-06-11T09:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:02:35.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BiRtHdAy GiRl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is June 11-the day my best friend was born!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whitney Kaye Stice-The person who has been there for me since 3rd Grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Sidenote: Because Adam and I are currently living in the dark ages with no internet I could not use the pictures I had planned cause they are on my computer, and I am at work!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Happy Birthday My Dear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SE_pKpkgCCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vPW6_Ma7hyw/s1600-h/whit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SE_pKpkgCCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vPW6_Ma7hyw/s400/whit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210639663057864738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In  honor of your special day I wanted to share a few of my favorite memories of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Playing with our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Girl Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; after school everyday after we got them for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Our own "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silly Subject News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" Newspapers (especially our Dear Abby Section)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Our first attempts at Scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Playing "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hide and Go Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" in your unfinished basement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Writing and then typing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;adoption papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for both of our parents to sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that it would be "official."&lt;br /&gt;( I think we had Caitlyn do it to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Eating a whole bag of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salsa Verde Chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; in one sitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Our Jamba Runs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unday drives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; listening to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Our many sleep overs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Our fascinating American Heritage Class (that kicked both of our butts!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter how long it has been since we last talked, everytime we get together we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just start where we left off-like no time had ever passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you very much, you mean the world to me, and I am so grateful for our friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel so blessed to be a part of your life, and have you as a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope you have a wonderful day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You are a incredibly beautiful and so full of happiness and a wonderful example to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SE_s0aY4sWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jzQ5ICiRx7c/s1600-h/whit+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SE_s0aY4sWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jzQ5ICiRx7c/s400/whit+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210643679072006498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-3858863002127420489?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/3858863002127420489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=3858863002127420489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3858863002127420489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3858863002127420489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-girl.html' title='BiRtHdAy GiRl'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SE_pKpkgCCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vPW6_Ma7hyw/s72-c/whit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-848822826177615013</id><published>2008-06-04T17:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:54:04.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I am trying to get back into the world of blogging again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;so I decided that today I was going to post some stuff about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I always enjoy when others blog about themselves and give us some glimpses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;into their thoughts, feelings, worries, and personalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;So this may be quite boring, and I am not quite sure what is going to come out, but here it goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;And it may be very long, so maybe it will give you something to read if you are bored at work (like me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;stormy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;-when I wake up in the morning to the sound of the rain bouncing on the roof I am filled with excitement. I love the way the dark clouds look in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and the loud claps of thunder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; I am a very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; person. We are talking way sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Being sensitive is not a bad thing-when you have a good balance, something that I lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I can get my feelings hurt over the silliest things, and words that were never meant to be taken personal- I take them personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I am constantly trying to sprout a thicker skin, and it is something that may take me awhile to conquer. This job has helped a lot in this area, because when angry customers call in and yell at me for something that I did not cause, I have learned to let it roll off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Being sensitive is not all bad- it does help me to care more for other people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and helps me be less judgmental. It also causes me to cry in every movie we watch-doesn't matter if it is a horror, comedy, or a cartoon. I can only imagine what I will be like when I am pregnant!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; I love love LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;cookie dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- plain cookie dough, as an ice cream mix in, or completely frozen. It is a terrible addiction, luckily I have gotten my cookie dough desire under a bit more control from the no-sugar goal, but man I just love to eat it!! I rarely eat my finished cookies after they are baked, instead  I just happily savor the  raw dough straight from the bowl. I always look forward to a trip to Cold Stone so I can order my usual "Cake Batter with Cookie Dough." Because of my insane addiction, I bake cookies only once in awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I stink at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;video games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;!! I am one of those people that uses her whole body to steer the car, or move my character! It is embarrassing!! I never had any type of video game when I was growing up, and so was never taught the skills. Last Christmas I thought this would all change when we got a Wii, suddenly it was advantage that I used my body while playing-I quickly became a tennis and bowling pro!! But this sad dream ended when we got Mario Cart a few weeks ago-sadly all of leaning, grunting, and twisting no longer helped, and I was back to video game slum!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I am in a continual battle with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knee&lt;/span&gt;. It has been five years since I tore my ACL, and Miniscus, and I still get frustrated with the pain and swelling. The surgery was great, and everything went well, but I guess the image I always had of a perfect knee post surgery was not reality. I have a dream goal of running a marathon, but the reality is-by running a marathon, I choose to have more and worse long term knee problems. Most days it is just fine, the knee doesn't ache, and I forget that one is a better than the other. But currently I am training for a 10K in July and so in preparation for that race I have been running three times a week, which leads to more pain and swelling. I am grateful to still have a functioning knee, and that I am able to run the amount that I want to right now, but sometimes I look over at those people on the treadmill next to me and see their beautiful running strides, and 10 miles on their screen, and I turn green with envy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-848822826177615013?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/848822826177615013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=848822826177615013' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/848822826177615013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/848822826177615013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-trying-to-get-back-into-world-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-4439284730398392072</id><published>2008-05-29T08:59:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:54:22.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, the weekend has come and gone, and SURPIRSE,&lt;br /&gt;I still have not posted my high school tag, or pictures of our new home.&lt;br /&gt;I could start by giving off a list of excuses, but browsing my past posts, I have already listed a bunch of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;So my fellow readers, there is only one thing to say:&lt;br /&gt;"I am a slacker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My high school tag is ready to go, all I need to do is add pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I have been hesitating with the home tour because I want everything to be "perfect" and so I have a few decorating projects that were supposed to get done this past weekend,&lt;br /&gt;but did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I have learned a lesson, I will not make any more deadline promises on my blog, because lately I have not been delivering,&lt;br /&gt;and at night when I should be sleeping, my head is filled with stress&lt;br /&gt;because of my broken blog promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is something that I should enjoy, not something to add to my stress list that usually appears at night.&lt;br /&gt;So dear friends, those two specific posts will be posted soon, and I am going to work harder at jumping back on the blog wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now after that intro, I wanted to share two of my favorite side dishes that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have been enjoying lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The pictures that I am posting do not do the dishes justice, but I wanted to provide visual aide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7JBi4wIwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/HKm9wk_khrA/s1600-h/DSCF1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7JBi4wIwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/HKm9wk_khrA/s400/DSCF1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205819247668765442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is known at our house as "Yummy Corn Salsa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is very delicious, and fairly easy to make just requires a bit of chopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is sweet with a little kick, Adam and I can eat this bowl relatively quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(kind of gross I know),&lt;br /&gt;but it is pretty healthy so does not cause much damage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The recipe is pretty broad with measurements, so that you can add as much or as little as you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 Can of Corn Drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 Can of of Drained Garbanzo Beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2-3 Chopped Tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bunch of Cilantro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bunch of Green Onions (4-5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Avocado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Orange and Yellow Pepper (I use one of each)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 Envelope Good Seasons Italian Salad Dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 Lime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chop all the ingredients in a bowl, add the dressing and the juice of the lime and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bon Apetit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is my other favorite side dish or snack, it is a very simple salad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but tastes delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7N4y4wIxI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xs_gQkahqKo/s1600-h/DSCF1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7N4y4wIxI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xs_gQkahqKo/s400/DSCF1211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205824594903048978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just use some :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Spinach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chopped Red Onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sliced Strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Almond Slivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(If I am feeling really adventurous, I candy the almond slices)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then I use this Poppy Seed Dressing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7ULS4wIyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/86K746liQpQ/s1600-h/Poppy+seed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7ULS4wIyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/86K746liQpQ/s400/Poppy+seed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205831509800395554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have yet to find a good homemade Poppy Seed Dressing, and this one is delicious, so it will work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-4439284730398392072?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/4439284730398392072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=4439284730398392072' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4439284730398392072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4439284730398392072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/05/favorite.html' title='Favorite'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SD7JBi4wIwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/HKm9wk_khrA/s72-c/DSCF1207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-9190739768012751350</id><published>2008-05-22T13:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:29:53.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to apologize for my absence to all my devoted readers (like 2 people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have not gotten our wireless set up, and so I have not been posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend two exciting posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-The high school tag from Jamie-get ready for some sweet pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- And a house tour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-9190739768012751350?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/9190739768012751350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=9190739768012751350' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/9190739768012751350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/9190739768012751350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/05/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-5956554691390594339</id><published>2008-05-09T12:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:45:08.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PrOvO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Jamie- I did not forget about your high school post, in fact I have it ready, just need to add pictures, but because we don't have our wireless set up I have procrastinated!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of times we have eaten at Cafe Rio since we have been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of times we have had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FrEe MeAls&lt;/span&gt; at Cafe Rio (we saved all our cards while up in Idaho, and are glad we did!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of Boxes I still have left to unpack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of times I have cooked since we have been here- (or does a frozen Stouffers Meal Count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of Hours I have been working each week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of loads of laundry that are waiting for me at the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of decorating projects for our house that are waiting to be started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Number of minutes it takes me to fall asleep at night (believe it or not, I have not had a sleepless night since we have been here-knock on wood!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Number of days we had to live without hot water-we forgot to call on a Friday, so spent the whole weekend minus hot water!! (Thanks mom and dad for letting us borrow your shower every morning!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-5956554691390594339?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/5956554691390594339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=5956554691390594339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5956554691390594339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5956554691390594339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/05/provo.html' title='PrOvO'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2339532375380365324</id><published>2008-04-25T09:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:40:04.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sorry for the slack of posts!&lt;br /&gt;We arrived safely last Saturday night after a long day of moving!&lt;br /&gt;Although the move was stressful we were blessed with family and ward members&lt;br /&gt;that willingly devoted their time to ease some of the burden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently living in my parents basement,&lt;br /&gt;and will be moving into our condo on the 29th.&lt;br /&gt;We are very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just made our first purchase as " a married couple" by buying a&lt;br /&gt;"Sactional" from Lovsac, so we are excited&lt;br /&gt;and feel very grown up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working at the Prosper Corporate office down here, and am enjoying it,&lt;br /&gt;Adam started work with Van Buren Inc. on Monday and has been&lt;br /&gt;smiling ever since.&lt;br /&gt;He is already made quite an impact on the company and is becoming a driving force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel very happy and blessed to be back and feel like this is where we are supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry we have eaten Cafe Rio three times now, in the 6 days that we have been back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2339532375380365324?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2339532375380365324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2339532375380365324' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2339532375380365324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2339532375380365324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/04/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6380971303564182377</id><published>2008-04-14T13:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:32:49.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOxH0FQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/BcTvZjJCMlQ/s1600-h/jcrew+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOxH0FQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/BcTvZjJCMlQ/s400/jcrew+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189185943458870914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOw5kFQ9nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wZyyaWgbmR0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOw5kFQ9nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wZyyaWgbmR0/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189185698645735026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOwoUFQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Abl40Z6KbxE/s1600-h/jcrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOwoUFQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Abl40Z6KbxE/s400/jcrew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189185402292991586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J Crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOwd0FQ9lI/AAAAAAAAAWc/fZrheCjcbLQ/s1600-h/anthropolgie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOwd0FQ9lI/AAAAAAAAAWc/fZrheCjcbLQ/s400/anthropolgie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189185221904365138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anthropologie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOwSUFQ9kI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NynFRYp5PSM/s1600-h/forever+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOwSUFQ9kI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NynFRYp5PSM/s400/forever+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189185024335869506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun is shining and the temperature is currently 69 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6380971303564182377?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6380971303564182377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6380971303564182377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6380971303564182377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6380971303564182377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-spring.html' title='Happy Spring'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAOxH0FQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/BcTvZjJCMlQ/s72-c/jcrew+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7425708710766664318</id><published>2008-04-12T20:14:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:36:15.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes, Scones, and a Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are a week away from the big move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188548067800970706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFs-kFQ9dI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2nDKgoUUYWo/s400/DSCF1202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxes are starting to overtake our house!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188548355563779554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFtPUFQ9eI/AAAAAAAAAVk/JY4Aqd2Dm_o/s400/DSCF1201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our walls are more bare each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today, after coming home from work, we packed boxes and more boxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the time five o'clock hit, we were tired hungry, and in the mood for a date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after cleaning ourselves up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to partake in the "fine cuisine" of Applebees-the hottest spot in town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afterwards, as part of our "hot" date, we stopped to do some grocery shopping and picked up this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188550769335399922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFvb0FQ9fI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XqxEyNC8Ai8/s400/DSCF1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this was the result:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFv2kFQ9gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MvB7h-ni1vI/s1600-h/DSCF1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188551228896900610" style="CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFv2kFQ9gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MvB7h-ni1vI/s320/DSCF1198.JPG" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFwIUFQ9hI/AAAAAAAAAV8/widb0btsxW4/s1600-h/DSCF1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188551533839578642" style="CURSOR: hand" height="231" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFwIUFQ9hI/AAAAAAAAAV8/widb0btsxW4/s320/DSCF1199.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFv2kFQ9gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MvB7h-ni1vI/s1600-h/DSCF1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried my hand at homemade Honey Butter beccause of the no sugar goal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After enjoying some of these fried goodies, we cuddled up to watch some movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All in all a good productive day that ended in a lovely way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFv2kFQ9gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MvB7h-ni1vI/s1600-h/DSCF1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7425708710766664318?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7425708710766664318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7425708710766664318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7425708710766664318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7425708710766664318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/04/boxes-scones-and-movie.html' title='Boxes, Scones, and a Movie'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/SAFs-kFQ9dI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2nDKgoUUYWo/s72-c/DSCF1202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-3422469700545341120</id><published>2008-04-07T09:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:01:02.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful for:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_o9cP8SJaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4damnjzoXhc/s1600-h/conference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186525476395558306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 210px; height: 167px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_o9cP8SJaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4damnjzoXhc/s400/conference.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. General Conference:&lt;/strong&gt; I look forward to this weekend because of the Spirit that is present and the words that are spoken. It was such a wonderful experience to participate in the Solemn Assembly. It was so neat to stand together and all raise our hands in support of dear President Monson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pN8f8SJbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4OpoEMs8aKg/s1600-h/DSCF1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pN8f8SJbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4OpoEMs8aKg/s400/DSCF1011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186543622632383922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. My husband's cooking skills: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;There are many time during the week and on Sundays where I am just too tired to cook. On those days Adam is more than willing to take over and whip up something delicious&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;It is a nice break!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pPTv8SJcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/pUJioznsy9M/s1600-h/DSCF1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pPTv8SJcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/pUJioznsy9M/s400/DSCF1194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186545121575970242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Food Saver:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; This baby is a miracle worker!! It is my new favorite kitchen gadget. It vacuums all the air out and then seals the bag around any food item that you want to freeze. I have done salmon, steaks, chicken, strawberries, peaches. So now we have a freezer full of food, ready to eat, and also safely protected from freezer burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pQQP8SJdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CGHGfNPq2G0/s1600-h/DSCF1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pQQP8SJdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CGHGfNPq2G0/s400/DSCF1196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186546160958055890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Yogi Herbal Tea&lt;/span&gt;: As most of you already know, I have difficulty sleeping at nights. I should go to a doctor, but don't want to become dependent on sleeping pills. Last week while browsing the organic section at our grocery store I found this tea. I decided to give it a shot, and have been  sleeping like a baby ever since! It is a wonderful flavor of lavender and has been working great! I drink 1 cup right before bed, and have been able to fall asleep easier and stay asleep longer!! An added bonus-each tea bag has a saying on it, last nights was "Be proud of who you are!", so I not only get sleep but happy thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pSWP8SJeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZIMY5-mV5hs/s1600-h/note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_pSWP8SJeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZIMY5-mV5hs/s400/note.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186548463060526562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Each Sunday morning Adam and I have tried to make the habit of turning on "Sounds of the Sabbath," as we get ready for church. I love the spirit that music brings into our home. I love music-i am not very picky about what is playing as long as it makes me feel good. I am so grateful for the people who very willingly share their musical talents for us to enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-3422469700545341120?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/3422469700545341120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=3422469700545341120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3422469700545341120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3422469700545341120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/04/grateful-for.html' title='Grateful for:'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R_o9cP8SJaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4damnjzoXhc/s72-c/conference.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-414855723855657025</id><published>2008-04-01T08:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:02:52.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumroll Please. . . . . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have an important Announcement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been waiting to announce this until things were more official&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE ARE MOVING BACK TO PROVO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Adam has received a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;new job offer&lt;/span&gt;, so after thinking, praying, and planning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; we are moving back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite some of my complaining, we have really come to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love Rexburg!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have liked spending our first eight months of marriage out on our own away from family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have created wonderful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; here, and created a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;friendships&lt;/span&gt; that we are sad to be leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are excited for this new adventure and approach itwith bittersweet feelings as we leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We will be moving down the weekend of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;20th of April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;, nervous, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;stressed,&lt;/span&gt; and happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I just realized I did not post a "Gratitude Monday" post- I sincerely apologize and promise there will be one next Monday morning bright and early!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-414855723855657025?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/414855723855657025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=414855723855657025' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/414855723855657025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/414855723855657025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/04/drumroll-please_01.html' title='Drumroll Please. . . . . . . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8050863987103975609</id><published>2008-03-27T08:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:15:31.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Shovels and Ugg Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from outside my porch currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be fooled by the bare grass showing, the three inches of snow&lt;br /&gt;that fell there last night, have since been blown everywhere&lt;br /&gt;because of the 30 miles per hour wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-up9P8SJWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aBQmNti4ZgI/s1600-h/DSCF1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-up9P8SJWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aBQmNti4ZgI/s400/DSCF1186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182422665936381282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our porch-covered in snow, although we live up on the second floor&lt;br /&gt;and never get snow up there.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks wind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-uqU_8SJXI/AAAAAAAAAUc/rx3Gwf-ZN7g/s1600-h/DSCF1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-uqU_8SJXI/AAAAAAAAAUc/rx3Gwf-ZN7g/s400/DSCF1185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182423073958274418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the three inches of snow that mysteriously appeared this morning&lt;br /&gt;that I had to trudge through to get to my car!&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for pink Uggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-urF_8SJZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/WSgtbjMzgUQ/s1600-h/DSCF1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-urF_8SJZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/WSgtbjMzgUQ/s400/DSCF1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182423915771864466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the office door that was frozen shut this morning&lt;br /&gt;due to the Snow, Ice, and Strong Wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-uqzP8SJYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/YImLVJhoMyY/s1600-h/DSCF1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-uqzP8SJYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/YImLVJhoMyY/s400/DSCF1190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182423593649317250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8050863987103975609?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8050863987103975609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8050863987103975609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8050863987103975609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8050863987103975609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow-shovels-and-ugg-boots.html' title='Snow Shovels and Ugg Boots'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-up9P8SJWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aBQmNti4ZgI/s72-c/DSCF1186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7849844145362990380</id><published>2008-03-25T19:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:01:32.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Gratitude (Tuesday in this case)</title><content type='html'>I am a day late on this post-last night was crazy and I ran out of time, so I apologize to all of my devoted readers! (ha ha) Here are the&lt;strong&gt; five&lt;/strong&gt; items I am &lt;strong&gt;grateful&lt;/strong&gt; for this week:......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Our Bed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now although it is not the most comfortable, and Adam is counting down the days till we get a King size, and even though I do not much get sleep here because of anxiety (who knows why I don't sleep); I am grateful we have a place to relax, cuddle, and in Adam's case snore every night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181864509166462210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-muUP8SJQI/AAAAAAAAATk/GAW005hcN1A/s400/DSCF1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. My Planner-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am a list and planner person. I cannot function without my planner, it reminds me of my daily tasks, appointments, and goals. I also find so much joy in crossing things off on my "To-Do" list!! Adam bought me this cute for Christmas and I love it!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181865754706978066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-mvcv8SJRI/AAAAAAAAATs/RQPwM21Eg8A/s400/DSCF1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Prayer-&lt;/strong&gt; We have some big decisions to make this week and I feel so grateful and comforted to know that I can pray to Heavenly Father for guidance and direction with confidence. It is a blessing to know that if we ask, we will be guided to the correct choices and decisions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181866587930633506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-mwNP8SJSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/4fID2XHhuqU/s400/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Easter-&lt;/strong&gt; Sunday was a wonderful day-from Church, to enjoying a delicious meal with Adam and Jon. I am grateful for our Savior and for the blessing of the Atonement. Although we dearly missed being with our family, we did our best to bring a lovely day into our home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181877995363771714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-m6lP8SJUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/n6I1uXJ63Vo/s400/DSCF1182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Fancy Dishes-&lt;/strong&gt; I love dishes, and am always on the hunt for fancy dishes especially black, red, and pink ones. This set was given to me by my wonderful Aunt Cathy. We used them for Easter, and I thoroughly enjoyed it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878673968604498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-m7Mv8SJVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/qeSNn088xzI/s400/DSCF1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7849844145362990380?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7849844145362990380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7849844145362990380' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7849844145362990380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7849844145362990380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-gratitude-tuesday-in-this-case.html' title='Monday Gratitude (Tuesday in this case)'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-muUP8SJQI/AAAAAAAAATk/GAW005hcN1A/s72-c/DSCF1178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6582991946018338494</id><published>2008-03-22T14:28:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:05:18.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I regret for ever saying in my previous posts that my life up here in Rexburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uneventful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, or slow paced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These last three days have proved far otherwise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what my house looks like right now:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180667085169239234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-VtQ_8SJMI/AAAAAAAAATE/-6JlYIIpwow/s400/DSCF1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is what happened:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WeDeNsDaY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adam and I were coming home from work Wednesday night. It was raining outside and we were running from the car to our house. There is a hill that we have to go over to get to our apartment and while we were running and laughing Adam suddenly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slipped &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;fell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;backwards-Smack on his head and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180668910530340050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-Vu7P8SJNI/AAAAAAAAATM/5mXtHLs3RwY/s400/DSCF1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The scene of the vicious fall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knocked out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; due to the impact on his head, and he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could not breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because of the impact on his back and lungs. He finally tried to get up, with my help as he is gasping for air. I was beyond terrified, started crying as I helped him make our way up the stairs to our house.I checked for a concussion and would not let him go to sleep for the next hour.My super man brother Jon came over and made sure Adam was okay, and then stayed for an hour to make sure I was okay. Needless to say I did not get very much sleep that night constantly checking on Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ThUrSdAy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got up to go to work around 7:20. I was late so was trying to quickly get ready when Adam called from the room telling me my phone has been going off. So I got my phone as I ran out the door and saw I missed two calls from home, and my brother has sent me two texts. I returned my Dad's phone call as I was getting in the car and he soon informed me that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I freaked out, and was then told that he drove himself to the hopsital (what!) at 4 this morning because his stomach had been hurting all night. He had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;appendicitis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and they were operating later that morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I ran back insid the house to get Adam who has up and dressed in 2 minutes and we were on our way to Madison Memorial Hospital. We spent the rest of the day there, making update phone calls, taking care of Jon, and talking to the Doctors. He went into surgery at 11:00 a.m. and was out of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by 1:30 p.m. My parents made the fabulous drive up from Provo and arrived around 6:15 p.m. We hung around to visit and then we headed home around 8, and went to dinner at Applebees at 9.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180670946344838370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-Vwxv8SJOI/AAAAAAAAATU/7AuCGInMlsk/s400/madison.gif" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FrIdAy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took Adam to work at nine after another sleepless night and made a quick stop at the gym. Jon and my parents arrived at our house around 10. He was doing pretty well but was ready to be home and rest. Mom and I went to do some grocery shopping, and made a quick stop at her favorite place: Porters. We spent of the rest of the morning and early afternoon cooking, cleaning, and then have a business meeting with Dad. (save that for another post). I headed to work at 2:00-tired, emotionally exhausted, and just burned out! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We got home from work at 5:00, ordered some pizza, and spent the rest of the night watching basketball games. I finally got bored and went into our room and watched ENCHANTED! It was bliss! Then after the cute, cheesy love filled movie-I enjoyed my first night of sleep in three days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jon has been a wonderful patient! He is recovering great-walking around, and eating all kinds of yummy food! It is fun having him here with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180672763116004594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-Vybf8SJPI/AAAAAAAAATc/k5O4VKYfME4/s400/DSCF1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The stinker invalid refused to sleep in our bed because he felt bad (he is naughty!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so this is his bed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6582991946018338494?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6582991946018338494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6582991946018338494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6582991946018338494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6582991946018338494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-VtQ_8SJMI/AAAAAAAAATE/-6JlYIIpwow/s72-c/DSCF1161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7655102540281055084</id><published>2008-03-19T13:00:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:59:33.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Success</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy cooking, but most nights after working 6-8 hours my motivation to cook runs very slim. After feeling guilty for not cooking each night I set a personal goal of cooking at least three nights a week. I not only set a goal to cook but to try new recipes and come up with my own. Adm and I are trying hard to eat only wheat carbs and as much vegetables as possible (to make up for all the crappy stuff that we eat!). I love looking &lt;a href="http://rookie-cookie.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cuisinenie.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for delicious and healthy recipes and ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So last night I decided to make &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Pesto Chicken Pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sauteed Zuchinni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;along with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Strawberries and Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took a bit longer than I expected, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when we sat down and took our first bite I was filled with pride!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And felt that all the stress and mess was worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179532006917284994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-Fk6v8SJII/AAAAAAAAASk/cKUMRR5nT1k/s400/DSCF1151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cooking mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179532453593883794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-FlUv8SJJI/AAAAAAAAASs/IYSo61Theyg/s400/DSCF1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My homemade pesto (sorry the picture is blurry-I was hurrying)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179532934630220962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-Flwv8SJKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pAi9-FK3ibc/s400/DSCF1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The sauteed Zuchinni with fresh Parmesan on top&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179533484386034866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-FmQv8SJLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FPMoSK8RPUg/s400/DSCF1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The final product!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7655102540281055084?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7655102540281055084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7655102540281055084' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7655102540281055084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7655102540281055084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/dinner-success.html' title='Dinner Success'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R-Fk6v8SJII/AAAAAAAAASk/cKUMRR5nT1k/s72-c/DSCF1151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7273964723307644791</id><published>2008-03-17T21:23:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:42:02.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mondays are usually viewed negatively:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Day back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;farthest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that brings the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back for the rest of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although on Mondays I don't go to work until the afternoon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still find myself complaining Sunday night, that the dreaded day is already arriving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tonight I decided that each Monday I will post five things I am grateful for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These things will range from large, valuable items, to small and somewhat insignificant things. This &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=42771b3e50cf5110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt; has left an impact on me and since reading it for Family Night two weeks ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided that each day I would write one thing in my planner that was a blessing that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So in light of that inspiration, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here is my first "Gratitude Monday." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178921304358296882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R985fLn6nTI/AAAAAAAAARs/tqfKWrzymMc/s400/DSCF1129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. My Husband-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He is currently working very hard to provide for our small family, and is contstantly doing all that is humanly possible to make my life as wonderful as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178922519834041666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R986l7n6nUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/TMLvnZiwJTQ/s400/DSCF1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Swiffer Mop-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes I know it seems silly, but hear me out. I have grown up in homes that all have Cental Vacuum Systems which means that I had never used a broom inside a home until I moved into an apartment. I have become pretty good at it, but still hate to sweep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been looking forward to purchasing "The Swiffer" for weeks now, and tonight we got it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Using it was divine!! It picked up everything, and for the first time in months I could mop standing up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178927166988655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R98-0bn6nWI/AAAAAAAAASE/EtnttDM8A0E/s400/Empty+camera+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Old picture) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178928064636820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R98_orn6nXI/AAAAAAAAASM/X19YlEnoS0c/s400/52530036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. My Family-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We were able to spend a brief visit with my family this last weekend. Adam had a business meeting in Provo at 5:00 p.m. on Saturday afternoon-we arrived just in time, and then left at 5:00 p.m. the next day. Although the trip was short, it filled me with love and gratitude as all eight of us sat around the table while we enjoyed a delicious meal at P.F. Changs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Thanks Dad!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178931165603208578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R99CdLn6nYI/AAAAAAAAASU/wRiS-5R6bk0/s400/DSCF1146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. New toothbrush-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have a bad habit of brushing my teeth very vigorously and very hard!! My dentist has had to cover some of my exposed tooth nerves because of my my rough brushing. I brushed so hard and have worn away my gums.&lt;br /&gt;So despite my best efforts, I go through toothbrushes very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Each time I open a new brush I relish in that brand new bristle feeling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178931973057060242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R99DMLn6nZI/AAAAAAAAASc/k0EdpIhh3dw/s400/DSCF1147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. My Hair Straightener-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is the best invention!! The only electric tool that has been able to tame my thick, coarse, wavy hair!! If only they were around and popular during my junior high years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Those of you who were there with me remember my full volume, untamed hair!! I am surprised that I had friends back then!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7273964723307644791?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7273964723307644791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7273964723307644791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7273964723307644791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7273964723307644791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-gratitude.html' title='Monday Gratitude'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R985fLn6nTI/AAAAAAAAARs/tqfKWrzymMc/s72-c/DSCF1129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6142364794056809905</id><published>2008-03-13T17:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:22:25.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Ya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the last week our small town of Rexburg has been enjoying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the beginnings of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The snow around our apartment complex has melted away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;grass&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was sprouting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My winter &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;coats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were hung up in the back closet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt; clothes were making their debut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I woke up this morning to this. . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177366483247471858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9mzYrn6nPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DL_e_4dvq94/s400/DSCF1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The green grass has now disappeared under &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new inches of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;Snow&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177367033003285778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9mz4rn6nRI/AAAAAAAAARc/M4Cc4upN8Ig/s400/DSCF1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Say hello to the winter coats once more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177368265658899746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9m1Abn6nSI/AAAAAAAAARk/OX0SXuJbAT8/s400/DSCF1122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My best friend Blue Sky has been replaced with FOG and SNOW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My heart is gloomy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6142364794056809905?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6142364794056809905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6142364794056809905' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6142364794056809905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6142364794056809905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/got-ya.html' title='Got Ya!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9mzYrn6nPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DL_e_4dvq94/s72-c/DSCF1120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1515663014514494516</id><published>2008-03-10T10:03:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T10:47:54.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London Longing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason during my slow start this morning I started looking at all my pictures from living in London for 4 months and I got a bit nostalgic. Our life is pretty simple right now, so I thought I would post some London Memories today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My home-it is two flats in one-all forty of us lived here, plus the classroom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It used to be used as an Embassy, so the inside is very fancy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176145492764695634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9Vc5rn6nFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bU_l-PzP8aY/s400/DSCF0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Street-Palace Court&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176146192844364898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="258" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9Vdibn6nGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kdwhgUVuFJI/s400/DSCF0920.JPG" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting in line for three hours we got our front row tickets to Wicked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176149877926304914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9Vg47n6nJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UgT08tBkhzM/s400/Wicked+Tickets+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My London Bestie Erika and I in front of the Charte Cathedral in France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176151213661133986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9ViGrn6nKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4U2P6Mv1ujQ/s400/Jessica%27s+Pictures+340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The beautiful Big Ben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176152837158771906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9VjlLn6nMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b4cC_do1hVo/s400/Westminster+Abbey+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us Girls at the Lake Districe-prettiest place EVER!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176154082699287762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9Vktrn6nNI/AAAAAAAAARA/hCK9h8wL5X4/s400/Ashley,+Erika,+I+at+the+Lake+District.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The beautiful Tower Bridge&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176155169326013666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9Vls7n6nOI/AAAAAAAAARI/kjlGzaz4Bdk/s400/Tower+Bridge+at+Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1515663014514494516?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1515663014514494516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1515663014514494516' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1515663014514494516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1515663014514494516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/london-longing.html' title='London Longing'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R9Vc5rn6nFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bU_l-PzP8aY/s72-c/DSCF0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2090980357558794988</id><published>2008-03-04T15:00:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:35:33.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken of the Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R848p4DqAGI/AAAAAAAAAPw/i-QHlFURbhk/s1600-h/DSCF1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139712015302754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R848p4DqAGI/AAAAAAAAAPw/i-QHlFURbhk/s400/DSCF1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This tuna is a symbol of my sweet husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He showed up to work today with a fresh tuna and pickle sandwich-just the way I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He spent the day making sure that my stressful day turned into a peaceful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I woke up this morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;feeling like I had ran a marathon-a night filled with no sleep,&lt;br /&gt;tossing and turning,&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of bathroom trips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I opened the window to see this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174137104970154034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R846SIDqADI/AAAAAAAAAPY/12PnItqzx-M/s400/DSCF1087.JPG" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My morning continued as I became increasingly overwhelmed with the day's tasks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My stomach continued to increase in pain with aches that seem to appear each month and choose to stay for 24 hours straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a long eight hour shift I came home to find:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dishwasher loaded and running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174138840136941634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="284" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R8473IDqAEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/XNEKkFWSrmY/s400/DSCF1119.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My clothes washed and neatly folded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174139338353147986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R848UIDqAFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/F-3DxB0BujM/s400/DSCF1107.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our dresser organized and dusted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174141511606599794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R84-SoDqAHI/AAAAAAAAAP4/RTqDXQ0FExQ/s400/DSCF1109.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All my stress seemed to melt away and I was overcome with love and appreciation for a husband who senses when I am having a hard day and showers me with kindness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2090980357558794988?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2090980357558794988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2090980357558794988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2090980357558794988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2090980357558794988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/03/chicken-of-sea.html' title='Chicken of the Sea'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R848p4DqAGI/AAAAAAAAAPw/i-QHlFURbhk/s72-c/DSCF1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2948976210743524855</id><published>2008-02-26T12:38:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:46:27.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;I was tagged again, and have been feeling guilty for not posting in quite some time. Due to currently boring lives, I have not had much to post about, so decided to complete the tag I was assigned to do a week ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 Years Ago/Feb. 1988&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – I was three years old, thoroughly enjoying being the princess of the home-due to me being the only girl, and the youngest. Catherine Rail was my best friend and my neighbor. We ruled the neighborhood being the only girls on our block. The Lakeview house we lived in is still, and will always be my favorite home!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0 Years Ago/Feb. 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I am enjoying my year of ownership as a sixth grader at Westridge Elementary. During recess each day, you would find all us girls out on the football field trying to prove our athleticism to the boys. My crush was the dashing Dan Maughn. Kimchee’s house and orchard were still behind the school and after sneaking to her house for lunch for a couple of weeks, we finally got caught and punished!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Years Ago/Feb. 2003&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I was in my junior year of high school. February was &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Basketball&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; tournament time, and our standings were pretty good. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was one of the darkest months I have experienced; due to a terrible knee injury during practice on New Years where I tore all the ligaments in my knee. I was sadly watching all the games from the bench with my knee propped up in a full leg brace, crutches by my side, and tears streaming down my face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Years Ago/Feb. 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was starting my second semester at the lovely BYU. I had finally gotten college down. I was living in the Elms Apartments on &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;University Avenue&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;. I was loving life, and had met my new college best friend and room mate Jenn Barker. I was getting ready to apply to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Business&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. This was also the semester I received my first C—a grade that brought tears of joy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Year&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ago/Feb. 2006&lt;/strong&gt; –&lt;/span&gt;My second semester during my Junior year at BYU. During this month I was still adjusting to living back in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Provo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and living at home. I had just got back from spending 4 amazing months in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. This was also the month of the infamous date with a guy (who will remain nameless for his sake) who at the end of the night lit candles, put on Jack Johnson (his interpretation of romance music apparently) and invited me to lay on his bed for a back massage. Keep in mind this was our first date, and second day of knowing each other. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Let’s just say things did not end well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Far This Year&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Adam and I have now been married for six months! What a wonderful six months it has been. We are living in the small town of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Idaho&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; trying to survive the long and dreary winter. Adam is a Prober and Closer (those words meant nothing to me until we started working here) for Prosper and I am a receptionist at the same office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Mondays are lovely days because I don’t work until 2:30 p.m. I got up and went to gym at 8:30 and then did some much needed house cleaning and laundry. I was then able to take a bath and take all the time I wanted to get ready.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I got up at 7:10 to get ready for work at 8. I have been productive at work, answering phone calls and listening to messages. Boredom has finally caught up with me-hence this blog post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I am off at work at 4:00 today. I have an interview with the Stake Presidency at 6:30 (not to worry, just to get an ecclesiastical endorsement signed, I have finally surrendered and am going to go to BYU-Idaho.) Then it is off to the gym for a good cardio workout. I am hopefully going to try to make some wheat pizza crust tonight-wish me luck! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have work again at 8 am and am off at 11. I will go to the gym-it is an arm day, and then it is back to work at 4:00 where I will be readily available for customers to call and complain to-ahh I love my job!! I will also try not to be depressed about the recent return of winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Year&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; I will be working still, and also trying to graduate with my degree in Advertising and a minor in Business. Adam and I will celebrate our one-year mark in August, and are going to create new adventures and memories together!! Hopefully by the end of the year we will have finished redecorating our lovely apartment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2948976210743524855?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2948976210743524855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2948976210743524855' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2948976210743524855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2948976210743524855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged Again'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-5137571316839038876</id><published>2008-02-18T15:51:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:22:08.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I look forward to Valetine's Day season every year due to these little babies&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7oNf9dvqrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gbMwt1ChLd4/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7oNf9dvqrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gbMwt1ChLd4/s400/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168458365087492786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my favorite candies ever created! I only eat the Necco brand because of their crunchy character!! For some reason I absolutely love them. So as soon as they appear on the store shelves I stock up!! This year has been exceptionally bad because I used them as part of our Valentine's Day decor. I put some in a vase on our coffee table.  It looked really cute and all of visitors loved it, but. . . &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG MISTAKE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They were always calling my name-I was constantly snacking on them!! Last Tuesday, when I was working on the computer I opened a new bag and a half an hour later, I realized that I had eaten about 1/2 the bag!! It was gross!! I of course have to eat some on Valentines Day (in honor of the holiday of course). Then . . . Adam made this delicious dipping chocolate. He made me dipped marshmallows and strawberries---it was amazing. Talk about sugar suicide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guilt started to increase bit by bit the more I ate, but it was not until Friday did I realize the impact of the sugar.  I have been going to the gym regularly and have been working hard to decrease my mile time. I have been doing well, until Friday morning. After &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sugar binging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (literally-no exaggeration) for two days, the gym was the worst experience! I felt like someone who had just started working out, it was the most depressing work out!! I had to stop running every so often because my side hurt, and then I was out of breath. It was terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7oSiNdvqtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-RAaA7UamhU/s1600-h/running.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7oSiNdvqtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-RAaA7UamhU/s400/running.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168463901300337362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much thinking I have decided to erase sugar from my life. I am declaring it on this blog because I will feel more obligated to continue my goal due to me announcing it to all those close to me. I am running a 5k in June, so I thought that would be a good ending point for my Sugar-Free goal. I will not eat any more candy, desserts, or sugar cereal for the next four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is day one, and I am feeling pretty good-granted it is the first day!! So wish me luck and feel free to check up on me because that will keep up my motivation! Also-if anyone has ideas for fruit treats and such that will taste like a dessert on my weak days-let me know!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-5137571316839038876?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/5137571316839038876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=5137571316839038876' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5137571316839038876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/5137571316839038876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/sugar-free.html' title='Sugar Free'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7oNf9dvqrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gbMwt1ChLd4/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6132871026119522870</id><published>2008-02-15T09:48:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:20:12.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Valentines Day Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He woke up to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167250216556931602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7XCsddvqhI/AAAAAAAAANg/nL_Pl1JiNsQ/s400/DSCF1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had delicious Sushi , Halibut, and Ribeye here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167252703342996002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7XE9NdvqiI/AAAAAAAAANo/hxjDZkzCl80/s400/whitewater.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We cuddled during this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167256023352715890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7XH-ddvqnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/D5Rrz-hWwX8/s400/defi08-901_a1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6132871026119522870?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6132871026119522870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6132871026119522870' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6132871026119522870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6132871026119522870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-story.html' title='A Valentines Day Story'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7XCsddvqhI/AAAAAAAAANg/nL_Pl1JiNsQ/s72-c/DSCF1103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-3831765558254586169</id><published>2008-02-14T12:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:36:33.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DaY oF lOvE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7ST7ddvqgI/AAAAAAAAANY/7cHGKj0WfmA/s1600-h/SP_SeasonalSampler_Amore_Valentine.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7ST7ddvqgI/AAAAAAAAANY/7cHGKj0WfmA/s400/SP_SeasonalSampler_Amore_Valentine.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166917322231753218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Valentine-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so grateful to have such a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WONDERFUL HUSBAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you hold my hand every time we are in the car,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kneeling down with you each night-your prayers are always full of gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cuddling with you-even when you are tired and trying to sleep you willingly slide over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love hearing you bare your testimony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being silly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with you-&lt;br /&gt;Jumping on the bed,&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the living room and the car&lt;br /&gt;Playing tag Up The Stairs to our Apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you treat me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you encourage me in whatever project I am working on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never discourage me-but always tell me to shoot for whatever dreams I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you by my valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-3831765558254586169?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/3831765558254586169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=3831765558254586169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3831765558254586169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/3831765558254586169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-of-love.html' title='DaY oF lOvE'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7ST7ddvqgI/AAAAAAAAANY/7cHGKj0WfmA/s72-c/SP_SeasonalSampler_Amore_Valentine.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2815156990594231073</id><published>2008-02-13T15:37:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:09:37.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Gourmet Night</title><content type='html'>Due to the lack of restaurant choices here in our dear town of Rexburg, we decided this past weekend that Saturday nights we will cook a delicious gourmet meal instead of going out. So last Saturday was the first time we put this plan into action. Our inspiration for the meal came from one of our favorite shows "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives&lt;/span&gt;." In this episode they featured this hamburgers that has cheese in the middle of the burger, so we decided to attempt this new approach to the All American Cheeseburger. We invited Phil, Erin, and Jon over and after we made a huge grocery haul we started cooking. The boys were in charge of the burgers while Erin and I made the fries, fry sauce and home made guacamole. Adam and Phil worked hard trying to master the cheesy middle. Needless to say-after three burgers they figured it out and it was delicious!! (Even though I have had my fill of hamburger for the next two months!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the boys cooking the meat-Phil was in charge of shaping and Adam was the grill man.&lt;br /&gt;(Don't ask me about Adam's pose I am just as confused as you are!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N2Z9dvqcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ep8TAuZJ7ms/s1600-h/DSCF1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N2Z9dvqcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ep8TAuZJ7ms/s400/DSCF1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166603385892219330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin whipping up her perfect fry sauce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N27tdvqdI/AAAAAAAAANA/a0LqK3v1rI4/s1600-h/DSCF1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N27tdvqdI/AAAAAAAAANA/a0LqK3v1rI4/s400/DSCF1096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166603965712804306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N3VNdvqeI/AAAAAAAAANI/s94QANAeY9c/s1600-h/DSCF1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N3VNdvqeI/AAAAAAAAANI/s94QANAeY9c/s400/DSCF1095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166604403799468514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is the  burger both Adam and Phil ate-Phil got farther on his then Adam eating 3/4 of the entire burger (Gross!) The girl burgers will thankfully half this size-still hard to eat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N3oNdvqfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QoQ8ira8yQg/s1600-h/DSCF1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N3oNdvqfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QoQ8ira8yQg/s400/DSCF1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166604730216983026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stay tuned for more Saturday night displays-hopefully next time it will be a bit healthier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2815156990594231073?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2815156990594231073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2815156990594231073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2815156990594231073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2815156990594231073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday-gourmet-night.html' title='Saturday Gourmet Night'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R7N2Z9dvqcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ep8TAuZJ7ms/s72-c/DSCF1097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2935775136618714138</id><published>2008-02-12T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:06:20.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things That Bring Me JOY</title><content type='html'>I stole this idea from Erin. It was really fun to think of 100 different things that make me happy- I thought at first that I would never be able to think of 100 but once I started I realized I have way more than 100 things that make my life wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;100 Things that Make Me Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My      husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hot      Baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Candy      Conversation Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fingernail      Polish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Warm      socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Portable      Heaters that I can carry from room to room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Coke      Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunsets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Treadmills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nike      Shox-favorite shoe to run in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My      Ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Christmas      Carols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kneeling      down and praying with my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gerber      Daises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Freshly      Fallen Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ugg      Boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hot      Chocolate-especially from Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My      Husband’s laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Flying      in an airplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watching      Chick Flicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Project      Runway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Going      on Dates with Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Big      Stick Popsicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Spending      time with Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cuddling      with Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Making      cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New      Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cute      boutiques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Reading&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Singing      in the car at the top of my lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cake      batter Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Art      Museums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My      birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laying      out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Swim      suits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Puddle      splashing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writing      and receiving letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Café      Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Going      to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Playing      with kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clothes      shopping-especially with my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jewelry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scrapbook      and Craft Stores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My      friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Playing      in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Breakfast      cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nordstrom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Organizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seeing      the temple from our window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The      smell of rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New      shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stilettos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fashion      Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cake      Decorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finding      a good sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New      Makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hair      cuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sleeping      in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Making      to-do lists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Checking      off all the things on my to-do lists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fashion      Magazines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Down      Comforters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The      way your body feels after a hard work out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Decorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dipping      a grill cheese sandwich into tomato soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Adam’s      homemade pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Skinny      Cow Ice Cream Sandwiches-taste good and are only 120 Calories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vacuum      Lines in the carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;President      Monson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The      Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sand      Volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saturday      night Date Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Books      on World War II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Creative      Blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Getting      compliments-especially on crappy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mexican      food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Working      in the same office as Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Food-I      love eating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Changing      into sweats after a long day of work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Getting      to work on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Warm      weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Planners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Propel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Friends”-I      can watch every episode over and over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Snow      Tires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scented      Candles that last four hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The      smell of cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Family      Parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dancing-although most times I look ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2935775136618714138?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2935775136618714138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2935775136618714138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2935775136618714138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2935775136618714138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/100-things-that-bring-me-joy.html' title='100 Things That Bring Me JOY'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-4541810369165512274</id><published>2008-02-05T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T10:15:07.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FASHION WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(This post is dedicated to Caitlyn Cox)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is that wonderful time of year again-the week that brings excitement to my bones-the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York Fashion Week&lt;/span&gt;! I love this week!!! I love spending time watching all the Runway shows on the internet, printing pictures of the outfits that I love, and putting them in my clothes folder. This probably makes me seem like a very superficial person, but for some reason clothes are one of my biggest passions-I love seeing new designs, outfits, and ensembles,however I promise I do not go out and blow our food money on clothes!! I am very good about sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pping a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nd splurge only once in awhile. I was in London when the London Fashion Week took place in 200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6 and thought I had died and gone to heaven. I know that is sad, but I really enjoy watching the runway shoes and seeing the new designs, and then try and copy them as best as I can with my own looks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorites so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYEncy2fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BAyZbNpQhIU/s1600-h/Badgley+Mishcka+skirt+and+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYEncy2fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BAyZbNpQhIU/s400/Badgley+Mishcka+skirt+and+shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163544177856928242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYxncy2jI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qfcObKlMkiY/s1600-h/Skirt+Suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYxncy2jI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qfcObKlMkiY/s400/Skirt+Suit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163544950951041586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYgXcy2hI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YA2cpfHxSdE/s1600-h/Alice+and+Olivia+skirt+and+yellow+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYgXcy2hI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YA2cpfHxSdE/s400/Alice+and+Olivia+skirt+and+yellow+shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163544654598298130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYOHcy2gI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2EgQcsg6Gk8/s1600-h/White+Chanel+coat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYOHcy2gI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2EgQcsg6Gk8/s400/White+Chanel+coat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163544341065685506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first picture is my favorite-the long pencil skirt with the high waist. The last picture with the white trench coat is also one that I really like. I currently own three trench coats (I am pathetic) but I feel as though some of them are looking a little out of style so I am on the hunt for a timeless coat that will look good for a few years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-4541810369165512274?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/4541810369165512274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=4541810369165512274' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4541810369165512274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4541810369165512274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/fashion-week.html' title='FASHION WEEK'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6iYEncy2fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BAyZbNpQhIU/s72-c/Badgley+Mishcka+skirt+and+shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-4434409253914318373</id><published>2008-02-01T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:58:58.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GoT TaGgEd</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphabet Tag&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A- Attached or Single?&lt;/span&gt; MARRIED!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B- Best Friend?&lt;/span&gt; Guess who, and of course Itty Bitty Whitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C- Cake or Pie?&lt;/span&gt; How about “Cake Batter” Ice Cream from Coldstone- a treat savored once every few months. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D- Day of Choice?&lt;/span&gt; Saturday-date night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E- Essential Item?&lt;/span&gt; Chapstick and gum ( So I guess that would make it “items”)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F- Favorite Color?&lt;/span&gt; Pink-yes very girly! And Kiwi Green&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G- Gummy Bears or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Worms&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Neither.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H- Hometown?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;P-Town&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Utah&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F- Favorite Indulgence?&lt;/span&gt; Reeses Puff Cereal-only allowed on holidays&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J- January or July?&lt;/span&gt; July- I am sick of snow!.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K- Kids?&lt;/span&gt; Imaginary ones&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L- Life isn't complete without?&lt;/span&gt; My husband&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M- Marriage date?&lt;/span&gt; August 2, 2007&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N- Number of brothers and sisters?&lt;/span&gt; 3 brothers, 1 sister- 2 Brothers-in-law, 1 Sister-in-Law (don’t know what you wanted)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O- Oranges or Apples?&lt;/span&gt; Apples-only the Gala ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P- Phobias and Fears?&lt;/span&gt; I am terrified of the dark-Adam thinks it is funny!.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q- Quote?&lt;/span&gt; “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a great battle.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R- Reason to smile?&lt;/span&gt; It is Friday, only half hour left of work, and it is Adam’s Birthday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S- Season of choice?&lt;/span&gt; Fall- I love wearing jackets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T- Tag five people?&lt;/span&gt; Erin, Whitney, Caitlyn, Kara, Nickell&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U- Unknown fact about me?&lt;/span&gt; I secretly want to be a singer and record my own album&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V- Vegetable?&lt;/span&gt; Carrots, Broccoli, Peas, Corn&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W- Worst Habit?&lt;/span&gt; Not hanging my clothes up after wearing them, by the end of the week you have to wade through the sea of clothes in our room. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-ray or Ultrasound?&lt;/span&gt; I have no idea would this could possibly mean??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y- Your favorite food?&lt;/span&gt; Mexican-The spicier the better&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z- Zodiac Sign?&lt;/span&gt; Um. . .Libra? I don’t know what that means and hoping that is right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-4434409253914318373?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/4434409253914318373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=4434409253914318373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4434409253914318373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/4434409253914318373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-tagged.html' title='I GoT TaGgEd'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6030654306688981251</id><published>2008-02-01T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:51:30.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BiRtHdAy AdAm!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What is his name&lt;/strong&gt;: Adam Bryant Collings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How long have you been married:&lt;/strong&gt; 6 months tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. How long did you date:&lt;/strong&gt; 3 months before we got engaged ( I know, that is short)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Favorite T.V. Show:&lt;/strong&gt; He is obsessed with LOST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Favorite Past time:&lt;/strong&gt; Wii, Gym, Cooking, Read,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.Favorite Food:&lt;/strong&gt; He loves Mexican Food, Pizza, and Nutella!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Occupation: &lt;/strong&gt;Works at Prosper-offer internet coaching &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Favorite Holiday:&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Why I love him:&lt;/strong&gt; He is such a good person-he has an incredible testimony, and he is a very driven individual. He gives everything he does 100 percent effort. I have never felt so loved, respected, and close with anyone. He is truly my best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures of my Hubby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sorry some of them are not as clear because they are old, and we dont have a scanner so I just took pictures of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061413412428162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NTgXcy2YI/AAAAAAAAALY/9Hj2Ohy0pLA/s400/DSCF1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061791369550226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NT2Xcy2ZI/AAAAAAAAALg/QKt57N-eALc/s400/DSCF1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162062053362555298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NUFncy2aI/AAAAAAAAALo/nimir5AqwHc/s400/DSCF1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162062375485102514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NUYXcy2bI/AAAAAAAAALw/yEkV8e_DDBQ/s400/DSCF1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162063015435229634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NU9ncy2cI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8vVvJGjjjbo/s400/7-6-2007-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162063509356468690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NVaXcy2dI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6JIzVrv-e8M/s400/Adam+and+Jess+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162063736989735394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NVnncy2eI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LFmZxIUJt2Y/s400/DSCF1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6030654306688981251?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6030654306688981251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6030654306688981251' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6030654306688981251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6030654306688981251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-adam.html' title='HaPpY BiRtHdAy AdAm!!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6NTgXcy2YI/AAAAAAAAALY/9Hj2Ohy0pLA/s72-c/DSCF1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-6195564942407771806</id><published>2008-01-31T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:10:23.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Makeover Update</title><content type='html'>Well here are some pictures from my home make-over New Years Resolution! I keep getting asked to put some pictures up of what I have done so far-so here they are. It is a slow but sure project. We still have a long way to go, but here is what I got done in January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the shelf we bought at Ikea to use as our pantry. I put it together all by myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161826800823884130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J-IHcy2WI/AAAAAAAAALI/SwY2ZgTzn3c/s320/DSCF1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Uncle made this bench for me-So I stained it black and it is now our Coffee Table!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161823098562074866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J6wncy2PI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/10cZ-xvXABY/s320/DSCF1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our new towel Rack from Rod Works-I had to spray it black to match the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161823644022921474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J7QXcy2QI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u7GdmzAtLTY/s320/DSCF1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candle centerpiece on our kitchen table&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161824314037819666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J73Xcy2RI/AAAAAAAAAKg/uRaS3rlXUbM/s320/DSCF1028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from my study abroad-they are on the kitchen wall above the kitchen table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They all go side by side on the wall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J8TXcy2SI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Gtnb5eWnpcs/s1600-h/DSCF1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161824795074156834" style="CURSOR: hand" height="126" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J8TXcy2SI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Gtnb5eWnpcs/s200/DSCF1007.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J8pHcy2TI/AAAAAAAAAKw/p_mmLiqcRJs/s1600-h/DSCF1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161825168736311602" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="135" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J8pHcy2TI/AAAAAAAAAKw/p_mmLiqcRJs/s200/DSCF1008.JPG" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J9C3cy2UI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rMmDNTe3R80/s1600-h/DSCF1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161825611117943106" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J9C3cy2UI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rMmDNTe3R80/s200/DSCF1009.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-6195564942407771806?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/6195564942407771806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=6195564942407771806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6195564942407771806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/6195564942407771806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-makeover-update.html' title='Home Makeover Update'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R6J-IHcy2WI/AAAAAAAAALI/SwY2ZgTzn3c/s72-c/DSCF1015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-9119485873423618856</id><published>2008-01-29T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:27:42.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Icon</title><content type='html'>Alright I have a confession, I was once an "O.C." maniac. I never missed an episode when the show started. I lived, breathed, and dreamt the characters, the drama, and the social life. This obsession started as an accident as I stumbled across the show in the first season. I was immediately hooked!! This lasted until the middle of season three when the drama became too much and the episodes began to blend together. But from this show my admiration grew for Rachel Bilson. She is one of my fashion icons. She always looks stylish and perfectly put together. Her style is timeless, always choosing pieces that blend together well, while still making a statement. I search for photos of her weekly so I can steal fashion ideas from her!&lt;br /&gt;While doing just that this morning, I stumbled across an article about her close encounter of being fired because she refused to do nudity in one of her films!!! My adoration just shot through the roof! Not only is she a great example of classic style, but she has some pretty good morals!! I try to limit my "star intake" but I just have recently become more impressed by her and her style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my favorite outfits-it is so casual but looks amazing-the jacket is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59SA3cy2JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/c8cYdCyaTO0/s1600-h/rachel_bilson300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59SA3cy2JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/c8cYdCyaTO0/s400/rachel_bilson300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933872828078226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59S0Hcy2LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gR5mAqbbX9A/s1600-h/rachel_bilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59S0Hcy2LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gR5mAqbbX9A/s400/rachel_bilson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160934753296373938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this blouse, it is very chic and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59SXXcy2KI/AAAAAAAAAIo/V1G5lF_224Q/s1600-h/rachel_bilson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59SXXcy2KI/AAAAAAAAAIo/V1G5lF_224Q/s400/rachel_bilson2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160934259375134882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel silly putting pictures of a celebrity on my blog, but I really love her style!! ( and I am at work and bored to tears!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-9119485873423618856?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/9119485873423618856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=9119485873423618856' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/9119485873423618856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/9119485873423618856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/fashion-icon.html' title='Fashion Icon'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R59SA3cy2JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/c8cYdCyaTO0/s72-c/rachel_bilson300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-452692984058668682</id><published>2008-01-24T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:19:44.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Joy In Small Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R5jkV3cy2GI/AAAAAAAAAII/-s3o9OH-Yec/s1600-h/makeup+remover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159124437466011746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R5jkV3cy2GI/AAAAAAAAAII/-s3o9OH-Yec/s400/makeup+remover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been out of eye makeup remover for three days now. So instead of using soft eye soap, I have been using regular Dial soap on a soft cotton ball. It is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;TORTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It is hard on my skin, it gets in my eyes, and then they burn and swell up! It has made me hate getting ready for bed even more! So yesterday I had to run to the grocery store quickly to grab a few things for lunch, and was so desperate that I decided to go look a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t their eye makeup remover. ( I don't like getting toiletries at Grocery stores!) So I grabbed the first thing I saw, and to my surprise- washing my eye makeup off last night was like washin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g with a soft, silky ball of Satin!! It was wonderful and it only took a little bit to take off all the makeup. And more importantly it smelled &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/span&gt;!! It smells exactly like roses!! So not only was it soft on my eye, and worked great-the air was filled with the sweet aroma of fresh roses. I was so excited over this small moment that I ran into to our bedroom to share this tiny joy with Adam. He tried to share and relate to the experience with me because he could te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ll how happy I was, but let's face it, his knowledge on makeup removers is very limited. So I am sharing this small and somewhat silly thing to all those who can relate to the very torturous event of washing off eye makeup!! I am finally saying goodbye to the burning eyes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;These are my favorite house household item!! I love Clorox wipes! They are so divine-because they pick up messes very quickly and are the perfect solution when you don't want to deep clean but want to disinfect!! I make sure we always have some of these!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159276500783126642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R5lupHcy2HI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-SomOZFZlgs/s400/clorox.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-452692984058668682?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/452692984058668682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=452692984058668682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/452692984058668682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/452692984058668682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/finding-joy-in-small-things.html' title='Finding Joy In Small Things'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R5jkV3cy2GI/AAAAAAAAAII/-s3o9OH-Yec/s72-c/makeup+remover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-420718115827510731</id><published>2008-01-17T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:28:34.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want or Need. . . . .</title><content type='html'>I work as a receptionist at the same office that Adam works in. So I spend a lot of time on the internet-surfing the web, blogging, and much to Adam's dismay-shopping! When we were down in Utah during Christmas, we spent a day going shopping at the Gateway Mall where I was introduced to my new favorite obsession&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com"&gt;ANTHROPOLOGIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love that store-the clothes are so unique and the design of the store is fabulous!. When I walked in that day, it was like I was entering my own fairytale. The clothes that were in the store, and the way that everything was arranged and decorated! It was wonderful-thank you Adam for being such a sport and staying in there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are back in Idaho and I have to view my dream store online only. (Which I do frequently-as if I think it is going to disappear or something!) I wanted to share with you my new favorite pieces of clothing. I have become obsessed with them, and view them daily. I can't really justify spending all my money on each one quite yet. Do I really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; another skirt or jacket to add to my already well stocked closet???&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-N5lSjWVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oh9pM9kB9i4/s1600-h/anthro+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-N5lSjWVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oh9pM9kB9i4/s400/anthro+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156496118764493138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This shirt is named the "Peter Rabbit Blouse"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-NU1SjWUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/c2JlTksCqjk/s1600-h/anthro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-NU1SjWUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/c2JlTksCqjk/s400/anthro2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156495487404300610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried this trench coat on  in the store and instantly fell in love!!&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to see, but it has cute little lace flaps everywhere-so cute and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-MqFSjWSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sNWLHkwwc_I/s1600-h/anthropologie+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-MqFSjWSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sNWLHkwwc_I/s400/anthropologie+white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156494752964892962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently been buying all kinds of 3/4 sleeve Jackets with Bell Sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;I just think they are so cute, and flattering, but as Adam pointed out&lt;br /&gt;"They are not practical here in Idaho!" (Sadly true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-M-FSjWTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KiTOiz9a7Q0/s1600-h/anthro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-M-FSjWTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KiTOiz9a7Q0/s400/anthro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156495096562276658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-420718115827510731?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/420718115827510731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=420718115827510731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/420718115827510731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/420718115827510731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/want-or-need.html' title='Want or Need. . . . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4-N5lSjWVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oh9pM9kB9i4/s72-c/anthro+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-367480792856200699</id><published>2008-01-12T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T09:27:51.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Well I am finally posting pictures of my hair cut. I went to my hair appointment on the 3 of January unsure of what I was going to do with my hair. I loved it long-but at the same time I wanted a change. It had been long, for so long! So I thought about it all during Christmas trying to figure out what to do-color it, add layers, or just cut it all of! Well here are the results. . . . &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEFORE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kI2FSjWFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/I6nYZV27WMs/s1600-h/12-22-2007-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154660973728192594" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kI2FSjWFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/I6nYZV27WMs/s320/12-22-2007-005.jpg" border="0" height="211" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kJElSjWGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2lfLnQs_MS0/s1600-h/DSCF0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154661222836295778" style="width: 304px; height: 212px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kJElSjWGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2lfLnQs_MS0/s320/DSCF0974.JPG" border="0" height="224" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kJhVSjWHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MQAw3Roa7hk/s1600-h/DSCF0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kMK1SjWKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DcFYebdAezk/s1600-h/DSCF1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154664628745361570" style="width: 296px; height: 203px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kMK1SjWKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DcFYebdAezk/s320/DSCF1001.JPG" border="0" height="199" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kMqlSjWLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/K1QPskonTGE/s1600-h/DSCF1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154665174206208178" style="width: 300px; height: 210px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kMqlSjWLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/K1QPskonTGE/s320/DSCF1003.JPG" border="0" height="207" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kMqlSjWLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/K1QPskonTGE/s1600-h/DSCF1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are not the best pictues of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I ended up cutting off &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 INCHES!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We started by just cutting off a few inches at a time and I finally just told Nicole to cut it off.&lt;/span&gt; I really like it-and once it was over I felt more like me because I have had short hair much than I have had long hair. So after &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;long hair-it is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! Adam had no idea, so when he came to pick me up after riding the shuttle (yes I rode the "Salt Lake Express" back up to Rexburg-it was amazing!) he was very surprised to see all my long hair had been cut!! I love the cut-my blowdrying time has been cut in half, and I just feel like a new person!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/7112456520462243948-367480792856200699?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/367480792856200699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=367480792856200699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/367480792856200699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/367480792856200699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-beginnings.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4kI2FSjWFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/I6nYZV27WMs/s72-c/12-22-2007-005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1684792377888137969</id><published>2008-01-08T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:55:59.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firm Determination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ReSoLuTiOnS&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Webster's Dictionary has this to say, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the act or process of resolving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" so I  turned to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ReSoLvE&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he one I liked the best says: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;marked by firm determination."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;As each New Year approaches (I realize it is already here, so am a little late on these thoughts!) I am filled with this incredible amount of "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;FIRM DETERMINATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;" (I really like that expression.) Three days before the first of January I start writing down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;am filled with excitement because of the fresh new year. It feels like a fresh clean slate, like opening a new pack of paper-it is blank ready for new goals, accomplishments, and memories. I am excited to get the New Year started and start working on the goals I want to accomplish, and the bad habits I want to overcome (it seems each year my list of bad habits increases!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well it is now the second week of January and for some reason last night I was blindsided by feelings of inadequacy. I was suddenly overwhelmed by all that I wanted to do this year! One of my biggest goals was to turn our apartment into a home. And I guess that I thought I could do it in a matter days instead of realizing that it may take months. So when Adam came home last night he found me on the family room floor, filled with depression. (I am pathetic I know!) After trying to uplift my spirits, we both decided it was best to go to bed and that the morning would bring happiness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So here I am-it is now 10 a.m. and I feel better! I realize that I am not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;SUPERWOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(yes it took awhile and hurt) and that all I need to do is give myself time.  So I am now armed with my project list and supply list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1 Sheet of Sand Paper-To strip the kitchen chairs that I am repainting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Can of White Primer-The first layer to go on our coffee table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Can of Black Furniture Paint-The last layer to go on our coffee table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Tube of White Spackle-To fill in all the holes that I have made when hanging pictures and then taking them down because I changed my mind! (sorry Adam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Frames-to hang more pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Bookshelf-To organize our never ending supply of books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Paintbrushes-For all the above projects that require one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Large Tarp-To do all the projects on-inside the house-because the normal temperature here is always in the teens and the ground is permanently white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Long bubble bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this list created I feel more calm! That feeling of "firm determination" is crawling back in! I felt more organized and realized that I can focus on one project at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1684792377888137969?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1684792377888137969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1684792377888137969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1684792377888137969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1684792377888137969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/firm-determination.html' title='Firm Determination'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-9148902579794348861</id><published>2008-01-05T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:58:05.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back @ 2007. . . .</title><content type='html'>1. At the beginning of the year, I readjusted to living back in Provo, after spending 4 1/2 months in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152491864919857170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4FUDVSjWBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4sKSsT5f6PI/s320/Jessica%27s+Pictures+331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Paige became Mrs. Wes Anderson on February 15, 2007 in the Salt Lake Temple and had a beautiful reception at Tucanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R3_H8lSjV2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/7hY6cJ2juOY/s1600-h/Wedding+Pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152056342351140706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R3_H8lSjV2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/7hY6cJ2juOY/s320/Wedding%2BPics%2B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. March 2, 2007- My first date with Adam!! We were set up on a blind date. We went to Happy Sumo and then played pool at Fat Cats, and then went to his apartment to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4MD5lSjWDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rQln4Yz1tI0/s1600-h/happy+sumo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4MD5lSjWDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rQln4Yz1tI0/s320/happy+sumo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152966686439331890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. March 10, 2007- Melissa had her reception and then was married to Mike Williams the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4BlpFSjV5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0ZZDlJCY35I/s1600-h/Melissa+Wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152229730180880274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4BlpFSjV5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0ZZDlJCY35I/s400/Melissa+Wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. April 23, 2007- Adam and I took a road trip down to Colorado to meet Adam's sister Brandi, her husband Nate, and her three cute girls Brinley, Alexa, and Natalee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. April 27, 2007- Crystal and Adam were married in Salt Lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R5UxVFSjWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y5qc4GHW5zI/s1600-h/crystal+and+adam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R5UxVFSjWWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y5qc4GHW5zI/s400/crystal+and+adam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158083186489776482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. May 19, 2007-Adam and I got engaged on the Heber Creeper train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4Bqb1SjV8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/ezXMUIr2nFc/s1600-h/engagement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152235000105752514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4Bqb1SjV8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/ezXMUIr2nFc/s400/engagement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. June 15, 2007- Jen married Phil Richards in the Bountiful Temple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. July 28, 2007- I took my endowments out at the Mount Timpanogos Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. August 2, 2007- Adam I were married in Salt Lake at 9:00 a.m. and had a luncheon reception at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. August 7, 2007-We move up to Rexburg, Idaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. August 11, 2007- We had an open house in my parent's backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4BszlSjWAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6WQb2MYbB1Q/s1600-h/garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152237607150901250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4BszlSjWAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6WQb2MYbB1Q/s400/garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. August 24, 2007-Kim was sealed to Jake Mulder in Bountiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4Bl2lSjV6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/7dlX5egvqlE/s1600-h/Kim+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152229962109114274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4Bl2lSjV6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/7dlX5egvqlE/s400/Kim+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. August 25, 2007-Jeremy joined the Collings Family, and Ashley became Mrs. Jeremy Peterson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. September 2007-My older brother moved up to Rexburg and joined us at Prosper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. September 15, 2007- Nikki was married to Denton in Manti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. November 21, 2007-Our dear friend Wes was called home. Our lives will be forever touched and impacted because of his example and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R3_MDVSjV3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/InbgsRYVUrE/s1600-h/wes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152060856361768818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R3_MDVSjV3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/InbgsRYVUrE/s320/wes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. December 24 &amp;amp;25- Our first Christmas and Holiday Season together, and being married!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152492238582011938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4FUZFSjWCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1Lhg_NjiMcA/s320/12-22-2007-004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-9148902579794348861?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/9148902579794348861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=9148902579794348861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/9148902579794348861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/9148902579794348861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-back-2007.html' title='A Look Back @ 2007. . . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R4FUDVSjWBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4sKSsT5f6PI/s72-c/Jessica%27s+Pictures+331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-8833862528462075999</id><published>2007-12-22T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:24:32.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21ww_X852I/AAAAAAAAADw/myah5k88hX4/s1600-h/12-22-2007-011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146893936102270818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21ww_X852I/AAAAAAAAADw/myah5k88hX4/s320/12-22-2007-011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to get warm after running Christmas Errands in the Cold!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am finally putting up pictures of our tree and stockings!! I cannot believe Christmas is only &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3 Days&lt;/span&gt; away! We are still in Idaho until tomorrow, and then down to Utah we go!! We can't wait to spend two weeks with our &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;! It has snowed here all week and the temperature has stayed in the low 20's!! The Christmas spirit is in the air. We were given seasons greetings at every store we shopped at today. I just love the feeling that Christmas brings! Here are some pictures from our Christmas Season so far. . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146891913172674338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21u7PX85yI/AAAAAAAAADQ/seEBXBf2rjI/s320/12-22-2007-012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is our two trees with a few presents underneath!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146892377029142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21vWPX85zI/AAAAAAAAADY/7xy-hQJv7lk/s320/12-22-2007-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Stockings hung with Care! (The window sill is our chimney this year!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146892905310119746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21v0_X850I/AAAAAAAAADg/WXRwu-DlU7o/s320/12-22-2007-009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Christmas Cards I made&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146893403526326098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21wR_X851I/AAAAAAAAADo/QE3AekkawkU/s320/12-22-2007-022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our second bedroom turned into the Christmas Craft and Present Wrapping Room!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-8833862528462075999?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/8833862528462075999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=8833862528462075999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8833862528462075999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/8833862528462075999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-here.html' title='Christmas is Here!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R21ww_X852I/AAAAAAAAADw/myah5k88hX4/s72-c/12-22-2007-011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-7605097297731911850</id><published>2007-12-15T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:56:29.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow is Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2SrSPX85vI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UA9r8nyPRM0/s1600-h/snowflakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144425004216936178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2SrSPX85vI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UA9r8nyPRM0/s320/snowflakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well it has now snowed here for five days straight!! It has been so beautiful-waking up each morning to a white wonderland! My favorite scene is to open the blinds in the early morning and see the fresh snow-empty of tire tracks and foot prints. The white reflects off everything and makes the world seem like it is glowing! I soak in the beautiful snow, filling myself with happy thoughts until. . . . we have to leave our warm house and venture out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our small town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; does not invest in snow plows. The streets are never plowed so they become death traps! Cars drive on them all day-causing the snow to compact, and then once night hits-everything freezes!! The roads become giant ice rinks! It is terrible!! We got stuck twice this week-so bad that other people had to get out and push our car! The combination of the snow and our car tires (which are not made for the snow) equals dangerous driving! Adam has now become the sole driver in our marriage- I am totally dependent on him!! I know that is sad-but I do not enjoy driving in the snow-especially when the roads are never plowed. Snow tires here we come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning all kinds of new things about winter here! It is so cold-every morning on the way to work our car has showed that it has been -2 degrees!! In Utah I was able to wear high heels all winter, and never wear a big coat unless I chose to. It is a whole different story here. I now only wear my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ugg&lt;/span&gt; boots-everyday, because it is so cold!! I have changed from the girl who always dressed for style-to the girl who is now dressing for warmth!! Some days I refuse to bundle up, wanting to wear something cute-that will not be covered up by a coat. But after shivering all day, I finally give in! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; winter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-7605097297731911850?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/7605097297731911850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=7605097297731911850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7605097297731911850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/7605097297731911850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-is-falling.html' title='Snow is Falling'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2SrSPX85vI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UA9r8nyPRM0/s72-c/snowflakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-1720611732641234415</id><published>2007-12-13T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T10:27:21.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1. The Smells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Cinnamon and Cranberry Candles, Cinnamon Scented Pinecones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Christmas Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Blinking lights are my favorite, and the white Icicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Starbucks Hot Chocolate is the best! ( I recommend putting Hazelnut in it to!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2FnXzO-iUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BBUdM8QHlJk/s1600-h/hot+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2FnXzO-iUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BBUdM8QHlJk/s320/hot+chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143505908021496130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Christmas Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-We have an artificial one this year-so we don't have the delicious Aroma-but I Love the tree when it is lit at night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Holiday Decorations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Stockings, Wreaths, Garland, Santas, Pillows, Miniature Trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Christmas Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Sadly I have done the majority of my shopping online this year-so I did not get to experience the Christmas bustle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Holiday Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Michael Buble's Christmas Album, Bing Crosby's Holiday Album, and of course Neil Diamond-my childhood favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Holiday Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- White Christmas, The Original Grinch, Polar Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2LACvX85sI/AAAAAAAAACg/mhqsjVQdQ1U/s1600-h/grinch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2LACvX85sI/AAAAAAAAACg/mhqsjVQdQ1U/s320/grinch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143884877719725762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;9. My Husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-He keeps me warm at night when it is -10 here in Idaho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Being able to spend a long period of time with both of our families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;11. Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-(Only if I am not driving!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;12. Christmas Eve Parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Christmas Pajamas-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Victoria's Secret Flannel Sets are the BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Christmas Breakfast-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Souffle and Caramel Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;15. Christmast Books- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Year of the Perfect Christmas Tree," "Polar Express," "The Night Before Christmas," "The Jolly Christmas Postman,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-1720611732641234415?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/1720611732641234415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=1720611732641234415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1720611732641234415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/1720611732641234415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-favorites.html' title='Holiday Favorites'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R2FnXzO-iUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BBUdM8QHlJk/s72-c/hot+chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2081966513844211994</id><published>2007-12-09T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T20:02:12.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1yr04n-EjI/AAAAAAAAACA/YqnJWgEMVO0/s1600-h/high+heels+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142173799591842354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1yr04n-EjI/AAAAAAAAACA/YqnJWgEMVO0/s320/high+heels+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did a London Study Abroad in the Fall of 2006 through BYU, which was and has become one of the most influential experiences I have had. It has become such a part of me, and at times I yearn to be back there. While I was there, a group of us girls discovered this book: "How to Walk in High Heels." It is a fashion guide book, full of advice and humor. I forgot all about this book until today when I found it on our book shelf. I have been in the mood for some light reading and decided to browse through it. I soon found myself laughing out loud and reading passage after passage to Adam. It covers every topic imaginable: "How to be Stylish, How to Understand Politics, How to Have Good Manners, and How to Pack." Just to name a few!! Each chapter is full of fashion qutoes, directon, jokes. It is also full of British humor and all the British words that I have come to love so much!! I have been hooked all day, and enjoyed it thoroughly, so I thought I would reccommend it to others. Definitely an entertaining read!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2081966513844211994?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2081966513844211994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2081966513844211994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2081966513844211994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2081966513844211994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/fashion-humor.html' title='Fashion Humor'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1yr04n-EjI/AAAAAAAAACA/YqnJWgEMVO0/s72-c/high+heels+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-368145533925961126</id><published>2007-12-07T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T08:30:06.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141368961375277554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1nP1In-EfI/AAAAAAAAABg/pjoPA0kgCWo/s320/JessicaV_w0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is where our story began. . . . August 2, 2007. I have been ordering wedding pictures all week-for us and for Christmas presents. (That is the best thing about the first Christmas-you can give pictures out as gifts!) What an incredible day that was-the one day you truly feel like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-where everything goes right, and you feel flawlessly&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;All those months of stress and planning seem worth it! We got married in the Salt Lake Temple at 9:00 a.m., and then had a luncheon/reception with close family and friends at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. We had a band, dancing, and delicious food! It was like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It is amazing how fast that day goes by-all of the sudden it is over! We had an open house the next weekend in my parents' backyard. So I got to wear my dress twice. There is something special about having your hair done, and putting on that white, lacy dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141369292087759362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1nQIYn-EgI/AAAAAAAAABo/t-EgpYD3_0Y/s320/JessicaV_w0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adam has asked me on more than one occassion what the big deal is about a wedding dress. His words, "Why would you go spend so much money on something you are going to wear for one day, and never wear again?" Well, that is a great question, and one I don't have the perfect answer for. I don't know why the dress is so vital-but I do know, a wedding day would not be a wedding day without a beautiful dress. There is something about putting that dress on and you feel completely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;transformed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141367312107835858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1nOVIn-EdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ktc73VVGLx4/s320/JessicaV_w0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your wedding day is something that stays with you always, all those feelings of excitment and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as you begin your new journey. Aug. 2, will always be the day I began my new journey with my best friend. Someone who I can laugh with, cry with, and face all life's challenges with!! I feel very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to be married to such an incredible person, it has been four wonderful months so far-we have moments of frustration, but those soon melt away. Each day we are together becomes another &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-368145533925961126?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/368145533925961126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=368145533925961126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/368145533925961126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/368145533925961126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/perfect-day.html' title='Perfect Day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1nP1In-EfI/AAAAAAAAABg/pjoPA0kgCWo/s72-c/JessicaV_w0270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-159351995900046429</id><published>2007-12-06T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:00:43.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1gb_In-EXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YV2t8EijS7w/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1gb_In-EXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YV2t8EijS7w/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140889746104258930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the older you get-the harder it is to get up in the morning??? When I hear those three high pitched chimes in the morning I want to scream out in rage! I hit the snooze button at least three times each morning, and when it comes time to finally get out of bed- I have to drag myself out. No matter what time I go to bed the night before-the morning is still difficult. I am getting frustrated-I used to be the person who got up at 5:30 to go running, or who just "naturally" woke up at 6:00! Where has that ability gone?? Now every morning I make the choice between getting ready or sleeping, and 9 times out of 10 sleeping wins. Each night as I set the alarm I make a goal  to get up right when it goes off so I can get stuff done before work,  and then in the morning my goal is forgotten. I need a solution or a new suggestion on how to make waking up a more pleasurable experience!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-159351995900046429?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/159351995900046429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=159351995900046429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/159351995900046429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/159351995900046429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/morning-blues.html' title='Morning Blues'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCq7GHB1SnE/R1gb_In-EXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YV2t8EijS7w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112456520462243948.post-2583268644122830917</id><published>2007-12-03T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:29:46.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning</title><content type='html'>Well I am joining the "Blogging World." After viewing blogs of friends and family members, I got inspired to start my own. I have just settled in to a new life of marriage and moving to a (very) small town in Idaho. It has been four months since we arrived, and each day I realize that I am enjoying this town more and more. It has all the small town charm that you can imagine-small diners, farmers, cowboys, neighborly love, and the charming main street full of all kinds of stores that are perfect for window shopping. I have recently discovered a store named "Porters" that opened my eyes to place I never knew existed here-it was brimming with Christmas decorations, crafts, scrapbook supplies, everything a creative person could want-The store takes up three buildings to fit all their supplies and merchandise!&lt;br /&gt;But there are a few drawbacks-nothing is open past 11:30 p.m. for all those late night cravings, the cold weather, and the nearest clothes store is 30 miles south.  I have recently become an online shopping pro-the UPS man knows me by name! I have also become an internet enthusiast because it is where I stay caught up on all the latest news, clothes, trends, and how I communicate with all the friends and family that we left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112456520462243948-2583268644122830917?l=befashionablylate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/feeds/2583268644122830917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112456520462243948&amp;postID=2583268644122830917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2583268644122830917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112456520462243948/posts/default/2583268644122830917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://befashionablylate.blogspot.com/2007/12/beginning.html' title='Beginning'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059583927612446763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
