tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72022902562490989782024-03-12T20:01:03.396-07:00The LawyersUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-10081487602706934082012-09-18T14:14:00.002-07:002012-09-18T14:54:36.995-07:00Dream With Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I don't quite know how to put into words my deep love for the upcoming seasons.</div>
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These are the images I've been dreaming of all throughout the summer, a terrible season to bare through I must say. </div>
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<u>Fall</u></div>
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If only the weather changed all of the sudden around the end of september and lasted till early or mid November, that would be ideal. But we still get to see the colors and feel the cool air even if for a short time as the previous autumns have been that I recall. I love to bundle up in a light sweater and maybe a pair of gloves. I love to feel the autumn breeze and see it rustle the red leaves throughout the streets. I can only think of one word to describe it, cozy. </div>
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<u>Halloween</u></div>
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The reason I love this holiday has much to do with the fact that it happens during the fall time. This holiday is my favorite to decorate for. I don't get too much into costumes and parties, but they're still fun because it all happens in this cool breezy cozy season. I love to see people buying cider and pumpkins where I work because I know that they're buying it for a party or for family enjoyment. </div>
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<u>Thanksgiving</u></div>
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The second biggest holiday for family gatherings and fond memory making. I love this holiday because it means Christmas is right around the corner. I have fond memories waking up on thanksgiving day hearing Christmas music upstairs and mom continuing preparations for the feast. It's a day to stay right at home and light the fireplace, cozy up with a good book and maybe put on a Christmas movie. Everyone is in a good mood full of a joyful spirit.</div>
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I'm so grateful for the Christmas traditions I grew up with. They are extremely special to me and I hold them very dear. I think I love Christmas Eve more because the excitement is at it's peak. Christmas is really here and tonight we get to celebrate with our traditions. The eve and Christmas day are the two days out of the year that are truly wonderful. I cannot express my love for this holiday and the love that is in the air between families. It's no wonder that this time of happiness and peace is the time we celebrate Christ's birth. </div>
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Sorry but spring and summer have no sentimental value for me. They are the two seasons that I wait for to be over. I can't wait for it to be October and on. It all truly brings me joy. I love it all and I still do not think this post has expressed it fully :)</div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-49186021526710160872012-09-10T14:11:00.002-07:002012-09-10T14:11:10.088-07:00CreatingFinally, a hobby that I love. I've been needing something to do in my spare time and I finally found it- homemade home decor! I am a frequenter at Hobby Lobby now and can't seem to get enough of thier good deals. It really is so much cheaper to make stuff than buy it, and more fun! Anyway, here's the latest!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-21590400089046010382012-08-31T10:48:00.004-07:002012-08-31T10:48:58.763-07:00What Happens In LifeSo Nick is going to school this semester and I'm so proud of him. He hasn't skipped one semester (except summer). We're so blessed that we have been able to qualify for grants. Really, I don't want to live off school loans, even if it's a ton of money at the time and it's so awesome having so much money to live off of. No, I won't do it. I already have one loan that just kicked in that I received three years ago and I find myself complaining; I will not do that either because it could be worse, much worse. So I'm relating this story to prayer and I'll come back to that later. Nicks grant <i>just</i> went through the school and his semesters are now paid for and we knew we'd be getting some left over money back for our own but we did not know when. Rent for newlyweds is challenging but it's life. We also have a savings which is reserved for baby bills but sometimes we withdraw from it for emergencies, but we always put it back in. Well Rent is due on Saturday and Nick just got a job but won't get his pay for another week so I was stressing because to meet Rent we'd have to withdraw quite a bit from savings knowing we'd put it back but it'd take a couple weeks. Anyway I prayed that everything would be alright that we'd somehow come up with it. Well this morning I logged on to our bank and the school deposited our share of the grant money. It's amazing how the lord really is listening and is totally aware of our situations. Every time a blessing like this happens, I regret complaining and worrying. This is where my lack of faith comes in, but is restored all the same. I'm so glad Nick got a job and is going to school. He had a hard time finding a job after his temporary summer job at the nursery at Home Depot. He works right down the street from our house and he even walks there sometimes. The Lord knows exactly what we need and when it feels impossible to believe that things will turn out, they will! I'm grateful for that knowledge, and I'd like to say these things in the name.....Jk.<br />
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Life is good. I am striving every day to be an optimistic person in the financial realm. Our life, our problems, our situations are the only things that matter. Money and possessions other people have that are our age doesn't matter at all. I hate comparing ourselves to others. I want to be happy for other people and what they have and not envious. Perhaps it's normal to feel this way when you're poor. But it really doesn't matter how much money you have or what you don't have. What matters is that you're happy and supporting yourselves. This concludes my thoughts on August 30.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-14729674815635139822012-08-24T09:34:00.001-07:002012-08-24T09:34:46.430-07:00Blogging AgainI think I now have a reason to blog again. After we got married and that blog post was made, I didn't really have much to say. There wasn't anything exciting happening with us. But now there is something exciting happening with us and there always will be which means I will blog here on out. We are expecting our first baby on February 20. We are so excited! Every successful blog that I come across includes baby posts because there's always something to write about each and every day so I'm excited to be able to do that! I hope I get more readers. Blogging about a baby will draw more attention than blogging about my husband and I going to Disneyland which was about as exciting as it got. Please follow my blog in the coming months and I promise I won't let you down! Hooray for blogging again!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-7563537881719787682011-05-05T16:21:00.000-07:002011-05-05T16:32:29.733-07:00What's Happening With 12 Days LeftHello all, it's been ages, yes ages because I was a different age when I posted last. So anyway, I woke up this morning and remembered that I am to be wedded in a week and a half. A week and a half that won't negotiate with me to slow down. I've heard reality doesn't hit until the night before the marriage...or even the morning of. This will probably be true for me since I haven't felt the "hitting" of it all. I think about it all day...so why aren't I freaking out? Maybe I was just born to be this way--cool.<br /><br />So anyway, something exciting happened last night. We went to go look at a cottage after looking at a basement apartment in AF...I almost wanted to just say yes in case we don't find anything afterward, but Nick insisted that we just see this one last place before we make any decisions- I'm glad I listened. We drove over to a whole different city which is exciting-Lindon is the name. Like London but with an "i". So we turn on this little hidden road with a little hidden number such as 40 E. We go a ways and find that its a quiet old hidden road. We already like it. Then we see the address and see the cottage behind the old home. My first thoughts were, dang not as nice looking as the pics. So we go and meet the people and take a look inside- very very small...mini everything. But perfect for us. by the end of the tour inside we were undecided, until we took a tour of the yard. It sold us. Blossom trees everywhere, vines covering the whole house, a tree house, and old brick garage for us, basically enchanting and magical. Nick had the biggest grin on his face and right then I knew it'd be the one. So long story short we expressed deep interest and emailed the application that same night. They called up our references, and called me today and said they want us to live there. Joy for the days I say! Well, we'll live there right when we come home from the honeymoon. It's all coming together...just like everyone says it would :)<br /><br />If I don't post until after the wedding, then I leave you as Mrs. Britney Lawyer. If I do post before, then I'm still a Jensen. <br /><br />Happy May all! TaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-90342884843044706302011-02-06T22:11:00.000-08:002011-02-06T22:26:14.054-08:00Why Nick is my FianceI have a Fiance named Nick, or Nicholas. He's the man of my dreams, though only 6 months ago, I was sure he wasn't, as the world was just telling me to hold on, wait for it, you'll fall for him! I was not amused. How much I now understand the word "Stubborn" as I once was for quite some time. All along I thought I knew him and I had judged him too quickly. I am eternally grateful he did not give up (though he almost did). Now, might I brag? Here's the 10 top reasons why he is my fiance.<br /><br />1. He sings like an angel, and when he does I find myself loving him more.<br />2. He builds things. What a handy man. <br />3. He is intelligent. <br />4. He draws/paints/sketches take your pic!<br />5. He makes me laugh, sometimes so hard I can scarcely comprehend the brilliance of his humor. <br />6. Ever since the beginning, he liked me for exactly who I was. <br />7. He compliments me quite often.<br />8. He plays with my nieces and nephew.<br />9. He flew to California and surprised me with a proposal of marriage.<br />10. He is going to be the father of my children.<br /><br />that my friends, is Nick Lawyer.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-40963279474562465072011-01-16T22:13:00.000-08:002011-01-16T22:15:59.394-08:00Proposal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71Sjdx-N9-7_qAtFebcwJVSs9R0nmOZMhqMSacDOW3eAqPRJsWATMVpGOMLJWfgr1lL2w7YpCbq7HjX35azq63a7h-gE5gfRh2h4CjPpo1fMmAwGDQWNXucv5urlrPlfvqrn1YjrEiMQ/s1600/IMG_0216.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71Sjdx-N9-7_qAtFebcwJVSs9R0nmOZMhqMSacDOW3eAqPRJsWATMVpGOMLJWfgr1lL2w7YpCbq7HjX35azq63a7h-gE5gfRh2h4CjPpo1fMmAwGDQWNXucv5urlrPlfvqrn1YjrEiMQ/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563034682474663682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil9qK6wtQTDrGG65gqXgdLa-eoBiEHGXsqXmdc77Ubd9RV-ViEGYXWqidMYZGabOXPAEwj2G3XWkBHPQ1FcsMNsJSedE8Id_qFc8m-BuN-02UgexJgkJhuTpi8p4drcMgVyZvd7vYCONU/s1600/IMG_0218.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJnNwZyC81rLdtpO3s2bzmj5YYxePhSiZoPMAsSjpnGyPHByTydHu7TRGQal9sAHFS6SNCWKYCDrtJf6p9Ujk8hXanIGiLnHpbgwErsShONkku4qLQgp3H6_z6cuGo-DYB12SqJrTnc2k/s320/100_9570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562669920097045298" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-27289017441029897952011-01-15T08:15:00.001-08:002011-01-15T08:44:56.053-08:00Engaged!Well this is the story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the....Ok here's the story for those who care to know because it's long and I would much rather write a message for all then one by one.<br /><br />The Proposal<br />On January 12th, my brother and I had gone off on our own in Disneyland. After we rode Jungle Cruise, he said to me, "I have to show you something cool by the castle" I thought...something I've never seen? Bring it on. So we walk across the castle, and my family is all there at the main street circle, how convenient I thought. So they all follow us. We get to snow whites wishing well and I told my brother, "what's new? Sorry but this is no surprise I've seen this area before." So then my sister in law tell us (all who were surrounding the wishing well) to make a wish. Then she started taking pictures of me. Hmm. Then I turn around and see a cast member from fantasy land approach me. She said, "Are you Britney"? That threw me for a loop. I responded, "Yes.." Then she outstretches her hand which held a pamphlet with my name on it that said Princess Britney. What in the world I thought. Then I see my whole family with their video cameras out. Then she tells me to follow her as we venture across the other side of the castle by the plaza. During our walk she kept asking my magical questions that I didn't know how to answer cause I was weird-ed out by it all, literally answering "uh" and "I dunno". So we get to the other side and there stand two more cast members from fantasy land holding a sleeping beauty music box. They open it and there was a Tiara. Still dumbfounded, she put it on my head and sprinkled pixie dust on my head and told me to make a wish. I couldn't help but wish that Nick was here to propose, but during all this I thought, maybe is doing all this just to make me feel special, like he was saying "Hi" from home. I thought that until she said "Do you think there's a prince charming somewhere?" Then my mind just went blank. I answered again, dumbly. She said lets go check. So we walk under the castle slowly. I'm looking to my right and to my left. "What the?" I'm thinking to myself. Then right as we come under from the castle, i feel a tap on my shoulder from behind and there Nick is. My hands flew to my mouth in wonder. I kept saying "Why are YOU here?!" (I had to inquire of my words at that moment because I couldn't remember I was in shock!)He sang a few words of my favorite song, The Luckiest by Ben Folds, then said some sweet things, and got on his knee. He had the engagement ring and it fit! It is a diamond Mickey. How appropriate. Anyway he popped the question and I said Yes and I hugged him for a long time. Then I backed away laughing, then I hugged him again and that repeated for three or four times. Hugged my fam, started crying, balled on his shoulder, then........................ we went on Peter Pan.<br /><br />The End.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-22375782047520192722010-12-07T18:40:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:43:54.336-08:00New Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUY_94RxwCwxSMinlRM6FnWaNF8JftSBUhDeZdD2dArI960piX-EPlO96pe6VAyeo99wf5pzedgNGGIg89JmkUJ4cYq_8rmKkiTMwNokidBFBZUyztQwbALfAZAx5D6_-FpGeXXqJBL7M/s1600/IMG_9522.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUY_94RxwCwxSMinlRM6FnWaNF8JftSBUhDeZdD2dArI960piX-EPlO96pe6VAyeo99wf5pzedgNGGIg89JmkUJ4cYq_8rmKkiTMwNokidBFBZUyztQwbALfAZAx5D6_-FpGeXXqJBL7M/s320/IMG_9522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548136228108767330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJMroZiqS1157yrKH28s5qlIrMJ7cfa3k6eAglDa8GvXYo7JcJ7zIFss5NwlUFzdwfK7vPZPpvzn6VWpw5AqCoXYodAOlx6Xx_Kk0yxl-JYfJe5ZolezO8Y9yr3xuJlAaLpMXWwtuFJVs/s1600/IMG_9498.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJMroZiqS1157yrKH28s5qlIrMJ7cfa3k6eAglDa8GvXYo7JcJ7zIFss5NwlUFzdwfK7vPZPpvzn6VWpw5AqCoXYodAOlx6Xx_Kk0yxl-JYfJe5ZolezO8Y9yr3xuJlAaLpMXWwtuFJVs/s320/IMG_9498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548136100731289282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCQdkulgbhXEErp3xQKcgND1zJgli5q9z6hefSYiUKkHsZNnNAc4LZJFntLNNtNuGjk4aVDDtxF93VMD9qV_PgLHnr0r6Bagjqgt0kTPfudtSu-X_kl0GW-4AZIem8je68G4Z4bsxouVQ/s1600/IMG_9504.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCQdkulgbhXEErp3xQKcgND1zJgli5q9z6hefSYiUKkHsZNnNAc4LZJFntLNNtNuGjk4aVDDtxF93VMD9qV_PgLHnr0r6Bagjqgt0kTPfudtSu-X_kl0GW-4AZIem8je68G4Z4bsxouVQ/s320/IMG_9504.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548136009191464402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yPZnGYDd7Xt2Uutx-O7j7ib4YQzjWbt-IktxosPayYbyfbZ8prx1ULMVnxRQCl2te7bhd806sziupTiyphjaFOhYR5RfqmxuXfdbJvqhmZ-T5wG0GQEPViwRh1TfGowd7tmgqyFOw30/s1600/IMG_9538.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yPZnGYDd7Xt2Uutx-O7j7ib4YQzjWbt-IktxosPayYbyfbZ8prx1ULMVnxRQCl2te7bhd806sziupTiyphjaFOhYR5RfqmxuXfdbJvqhmZ-T5wG0GQEPViwRh1TfGowd7tmgqyFOw30/s320/IMG_9538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548135928215129122" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-21348975649077283642010-11-11T13:30:00.000-08:002010-11-11T13:31:43.636-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsVAHCOeeY1oIvBxpaJsDUNFxf7Q4_trz0sLkasoZrK6XkR3iNMYavRxmkU8Sr32Ba8djEnxEEwwerJErlJ3n1LKpOTNog07JIoX0KukgYBzmeb6YUC-azeGysjku7wi-XqRoRC_lMJ1A/s1600/IMG_6216.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsVAHCOeeY1oIvBxpaJsDUNFxf7Q4_trz0sLkasoZrK6XkR3iNMYavRxmkU8Sr32Ba8djEnxEEwwerJErlJ3n1LKpOTNog07JIoX0KukgYBzmeb6YUC-azeGysjku7wi-XqRoRC_lMJ1A/s320/IMG_6216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538407987897749602" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-18616390735935303122010-10-24T22:33:00.001-07:002010-10-24T22:34:43.239-07:00Smile<p>I, like my sister, have once again acquired an opportunity to photograph my cousin and his beautiful fiancé-best part is, I get to take her bridals soon. Those to follow. Enjoy!</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWqk7CF0I/AAAAAAAAEg8/qNlL5JkzUyY/s1600-h/IMG_5506-1%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5506-1" border="0" alt="IMG_5506-1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWqz5YNOI/AAAAAAAAEhA/q6R3SkT9Vs4/IMG_5506-1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="306" height="213" /></a> This is the chosen one</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWrblyq1I/AAAAAAAAEhE/aLAVd_wDlkE/s1600-h/IMG_5538%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5538" border="0" alt="IMG_5538" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWr-mHU1I/AAAAAAAAEhI/ckmxqkXAhos/IMG_5538_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="199" height="296" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWsLG1sdI/AAAAAAAAEhM/6fEVIGV0IKw/s1600-h/IMG_5752%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5752" border="0" alt="IMG_5752" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWsqUI-2I/AAAAAAAAEhQ/6FFNvl7Fnzo/IMG_5752_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="289" height="194" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWs9U8yqI/AAAAAAAAEhU/z90NZN4bFos/s1600-h/IMG_5690%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5690" border="0" alt="IMG_5690" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWtfASJ2I/AAAAAAAAEhY/Ht6hvGk3I7Y/IMG_5690_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="286" height="192" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWtjOfCbI/AAAAAAAAEhc/sE44GeuwscI/s1600-h/IMG_5491%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5491" border="0" alt="IMG_5491" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TMUWuLe4W_I/AAAAAAAAEhg/6wV5Mp3gT-E/IMG_5491_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="201" height="332" /></a> </p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p> </p> <p>special thanks to east Mapleton neighborhood</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-33978366495121121342010-09-12T20:23:00.000-07:002010-09-12T20:41:15.440-07:00What's New?So the past couple days have felt very cool, and I am holding on to the chance that it might be because fall is approaching and will arrive when it should and not prematurely. Last year as I recall, it came so late, we basically didn't have fall. It went right into winter almost. sheesh. Well, I am counting down the days when I can take all my summer clothes out and hang up the winter ones. It is so much more fun to dress for winter/fall than it is for summer. I hate summer. Anyway, school is fun. I am taking only two classes, math and American literature. I enjoy the second one. Math, I am just wanting to pass and get it over with so I can take 1030 next so I can be done next semester with math forever! A recent decision has been made, one that I should have made after I graduated from High School, and that is to live In Logan with Grandma. What a splendid time that will be! So far I am just planning on moving next summer, but if plans take me a different direction and things are going good there, I will stay and transfer to Utah State. Ah the college my own mother attended. Anyway, when I brought the idea up with Grandma, she was thrilled and we both wish I could go now. But, there is a bit much going on here that I cannot let go of quite yet. I plan to acquire my associates at UVU and then move. Anyway, hooray for Logan, I love that little town. And what an opportunity to be able to live in the house my mom lived in and better, her own room (that's right, ''I call the yellow room!'' - a phrase often used when we would travel to grandma's house) Well, I am just so excited for these next months, fall, Halloween, going to Roberts with my sister and nieces to admire the fall and Halloween decor, listening to cmas music in my cozy car with snow outside, well Christmas might be too far ahead, so for now I will just express my excitement for fall. It is so cozy and fun. I have almost been employed at Macey's for a year. WOW. that went by fast. I like it there, though last week and all this week I am a cashier! My optimistic attitude tells me I will supervise again soon once the newbies are trained (two new supervisors). But, I am grateful to have a job and to be able to provide for myself with gas money and tuition and car payment and insurance. Oh, no money for clothes shopping, or going out to lunch. That was so last year. Disneyland sucked most of that money out of me, but I will never regret going! Well I am going to continue reading "The Awakening" by Kate Chopin, then arise for a busy day, oh, Happy Birthday Lindsey!<br /><br />ta.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-47480660170252821072010-08-11T23:55:00.001-07:002010-08-11T23:55:58.714-07:00The Land of Disney<blockquote> <p>After a year and two months…I returned faithfully to Disneyland. It was magical as always. I went with my Best Friend who is getting married soon, so it was sort of a bachelorette party-the ultimate bachelorette party eh? We drove down on a Monday and got there in 9 hours! Found our hotel fine, and a half hour later, we were on the trail. We stayed till mid night of course, then enjoyed another 4 days including a morning at the beach. I upgraded my pass to an annual, truthfully I felt naked using a little paper card with a barcode, can’t remember the last time I had one of those! I even lost my annual pass on space mountain, but with much searching and checking up on various lost and founds, they had it at the ticket booth! Turns out when the park closes, they walk through space mountain, I cant imagine what they find…oh, my pass! anyway I was rejoicing all day. So the park was crowded, but being a party of 2, we didn’t stress too much. We were quick and slithered our way through the madness. We rode every ride in both parks, except three. Some we rode more than 4 times, ha! Anyway, I loved being back. I missed it so much. It was like being home. Here are some pics of the magic.</p> </blockquote> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa6U4EB4I/AAAAAAAAEWI/eu_TyhnRW4s/s1600-h/100_7775%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7775" border="0" alt="100_7775" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa6x0BKTI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/Dy-bvJ-DTMo/100_7775_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="268" height="202" /></a> </p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa7SGVu4I/AAAAAAAAEWU/CjWa-5AEP9Y/s1600-h/100_8242%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_8242" border="0" alt="100_8242" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa7lrvX8I/AAAAAAAAEWY/rKsmZWl6dZo/100_8242_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="267" height="201" /></a> Us with the guy who drives the fire truck</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa8EKEsEI/AAAAAAAAEWc/Y5EWpq47CXo/s1600-h/100_8256%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_8256" border="0" alt="100_8256" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa8y2i7GI/AAAAAAAAEWg/UEExDtm6_0k/100_8256_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="334" height="252" /></a> Us with Billy Hill and the Hillbillies!</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa93uhVxI/AAAAAAAAEWk/eQfw-7AHw2Q/s1600-h/100_8503%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_8503" border="0" alt="100_8503" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa-tnkBfI/AAAAAAAAEWo/OAdwhFAFEBI/100_8503_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="341" height="257" /></a> </p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa_CpkEdI/AAAAAAAAEWs/0xcBukD1zHY/s1600-h/100_8067%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_8067" border="0" alt="100_8067" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TGOa_eLmB4I/AAAAAAAAEWw/d0dseHTh4F8/100_8067_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="286" height="216" /></a></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-86256203057930802252010-07-24T16:08:00.000-07:002010-07-24T16:26:48.672-07:00A Bit of MeIt has been quite some time since I last posted anything, so now I will post something. Summer 2010 has been fun. As school ended mid June, I have found myself working, and playing tennis-that is about it. Oh, I also bought a car on July 10. It was a long process and the car wasn't fully mine until just about two days ago. How I love my car. Quick story on why I had to enter into such a debt: around the end of June, I went outside to start my car cause I was going to go somewhere. I put in the key, and it clicked and then was silent after more tries with the ignition. I sighed. After having tried jumping it several times with different cars, it didn't budge. Two weekends ago when I went to Moab, my dad who stayed behind checked out my car to see what might be wrong with it, turns out the problem was beyond us and our money so I said to myself it is simply not worth it. So i went car shopping the day after we returned from Moab (fun trip btw, hot hot hot but Moab is always a fun getaway) I found myself a '97 Toyota camry with a sun roof I should add. It is so much fun.<br /><br />Well, that's probably the newest of things in my life right now. Today is Pioneer day and my parents and Brian are in Logan, unfortuntely I could not join them as I have to work all weekend. How I love visiting dear Grandma and that old house. Anyway, since they are gone, we few siblings had a bbq at my sisters and swam in the pool. It was a fun time. <br /><br />My Disneyland trip that I have been counting down to since May is almost here! I can hardly wait. How I've missed it so.<br /><br />Supervising at Macey's is grand except for the fact that they cut over 1,000 hours among all employees and it leaves us with very few baggers and cashiers which results in my having to step in a checkstand and not be abe to "supervise" c'mon boss! It has been better past few weeks so as is well.<br /><br />Until recently I have decided to elaborate on my major, yes it is still creative writing, and yes I still would like to become a great author some day, but for starters, I want to gather all my poetry and future poems and make a book like my grandma's. A simple hard bound book. Nothing professional, no legit publishing, just something that my work can be safe in and all typed up. I want to start looking into it soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-52518169265307400952010-06-26T21:19:00.001-07:002010-06-26T21:23:56.239-07:00Newly Found Interests<p>I had the opportunity to have my official photo shoot for my best friend who is getting married. What fun we had, and I had editing! enjoy my newly found interests.</p> <p> </p> <p> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbSVXLh6PI/AAAAAAAAEUU/XewdFEQ9m3M/s1600-h/IMG_4576%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4576" border="0" alt="IMG_4576" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbSV8dRlsI/AAAAAAAAEUY/z1ZbKWqdfDo/IMG_4576_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRTBbDpHI/AAAAAAAAETc/URyLQOtJY8M/s1600-h/IMG_4718%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4718" border="0" alt="IMG_4718" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRTm_jyFI/AAAAAAAAETg/ZJdveGbzZJo/IMG_4718_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRUVwJg7I/AAAAAAAAETk/KFkRqIu6rKo/s1600-h/IMG_4852%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4852" border="0" alt="IMG_4852" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRU3jeLRI/AAAAAAAAETo/oveUf5sgJxo/IMG_4852_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /></a> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRVJmoGuI/AAAAAAAAETs/B00QL1-ShMA/s1600-h/IMG_4514%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4514" border="0" alt="IMG_4514" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRVjO84CI/AAAAAAAAETw/zO1sVAZfklg/IMG_4514_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRWOjoUcI/AAAAAAAAET0/f356y48UsZk/s1600-h/IMG_4188%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4188" border="0" alt="IMG_4188" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRWtsqKGI/AAAAAAAAET4/-eP3JjvtgeY/IMG_4188_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /></a> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRXM2apGI/AAAAAAAAET8/DAQnPpIRByA/s1600-h/IMG_4144%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4144" border="0" alt="IMG_4144" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRXfVDWEI/AAAAAAAAEUA/TqgipRe9rQY/IMG_4144_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRXyojisI/AAAAAAAAEUE/1m8SOLWP9Ho/s1600-h/IMG_4053%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4053" border="0" alt="IMG_4053" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbRYWZd2oI/AAAAAAAAEUI/3lwwJ1Hwc58/IMG_4053_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbR4m5PpMI/AAAAAAAAEUM/5rpJq60g_I0/s1600-h/IMG_3753%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_3753" border="0" alt="IMG_3753" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbR5PvAlKI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/buss514t_CQ/IMG_3753_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbSWSPAvTI/AAAAAAAAEUc/j-yz41vPA6A/s1600-h/IMG_3896%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_3896" border="0" alt="IMG_3896" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TCbSW77IPJI/AAAAAAAAEUg/wwCAiqIPq_0/IMG_3896_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /></a></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-31826474059993483482010-06-23T13:20:00.000-07:002010-06-23T13:30:27.297-07:005 Down 5 to GoWell, today was my last day of summer semester. I'm glad I went (i never do summer) because I got three classes over with in 7 weeks rather than in three and a half months had I waited to take them in the fall. However, I have some sad news. Ever since fall semester ended last December, I had rejoiced in knowing I had broken the Jensen curse by passing Math 1010. I got a C- and assumed (which makes an -ass- out of -u- and -me- so I shouldn't have done that) that I passed it because in previous math courses, I got a C- and was fine. So life went on quite jolly as I was still in awe that I passed, but the other day as I went to register for fall 2010, I stumbled upon some upsetting news, in order to proceed in higher math courses starting with 1030 you need a C to pass. C- is not a passing grade. This basically ruined my whole day. Imagine yourself living life for 6 months celebrating every day the graduation of a hard math course. Sharing such joy with others and spreading the tidings. It is still depressing to this moment, but I keep my head high as I have just registered for the course again, BUT with the teacher I had before who is quite excellent. I probably would've have gotten a D- had I not had her as a teacher. So now I know I will pass this time. Also what comes as a sadness, is that my getting my associates will be post poned by a semester. That is right- Post poned. Another joy I shared too soon. This is what is new in the life of Britney Jensen. Good night and good luck.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-62164812351504738972010-06-03T01:14:00.001-07:002010-06-03T01:14:00.706-07:00The Year is Half Over<p>Where in the world did this year go? I just can’t wrap my finger around the fact that it is indeed June now. June. That means 6 months ago, 6, I embarked to Maryland. 6. Crazy now time flies. Life is good. I am simply loving my new position at work. School is going by fast, only 3 more weeks! Although I’ve had hard hard weeks, I still enjoy it. The Barrett Film Festival In Logan was a lot of fun. Being there made me realize or rather, remind myself how much I love my extended family. What fun we all have. Well last Thursday I watched my little brother, my best friend, graduate from AF high. Really? I couldn’t quite grasp that it was his turn. But I just graduated…or at least I thought I did, it has been three years. High school seems like a dream looking back at it all. I miss the old days more than anything. While watching my moms home videos of her and her siblings as kids, made me cry, bawl actually. How wonderful it was to see them all so young. If I could do anything in the world it’d be to watch my mom grow up. Perhaps someday I can. Well this summer is going to be an exciting one as my best friend and I have planned a week long trip to the happiest place on earth. How excited I am. I am playing tennis more oft, now that the snow has seemed to cease finally. Thanks winter for butting in line of Spring. You better let Fall last till November. Well again, life is wonderful. I love my friends (especially the dozens I’ve made at work) and my awesome beyond awesome family. I am one lucky girl. Anyway, here are some pictures of the times. Good ol’ times</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkLf-eJAI/AAAAAAAAESc/R0p60jdkR_E/s1600-h/100_7147%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7147" border="0" alt="100_7147" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkMMcm1YI/AAAAAAAAESg/HZUASkgAvFQ/100_7147_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkMqO8kDI/AAAAAAAAESk/ClhjPcPGaVo/s1600-h/100_7174%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7174" border="0" alt="100_7174" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkNM6icxI/AAAAAAAAESo/wF2MJptQL1M/100_7174_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> visiting dearest grandpa</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkNh57IGI/AAAAAAAAESs/dehkKWZbFrk/s1600-h/100_7191%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7191" border="0" alt="100_7191" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkOL4wziI/AAAAAAAAESw/01z9d9Pz0Uk/100_7191_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> just cute.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkOopVCgI/AAAAAAAAES0/I95V-n-Xkfg/s1600-h/100_7229%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7229" border="0" alt="100_7229" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkPJ8rslI/AAAAAAAAES4/XLfVhV1KhXM/100_7229_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> after a short walk up the hill </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkP4jonQI/AAAAAAAAES8/Zzslagpotb8/s1600-h/100_7105%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7105" border="0" alt="100_7105" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkQCCsmUI/AAAAAAAAETA/KU5FR3ng9zw/100_7105_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkQjvr_iI/AAAAAAAAETE/mqp49IrX_JU/s1600-h/100_7153%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7153" border="0" alt="100_7153" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkRDaxdRI/AAAAAAAAETI/Y0APXghr8ko/100_7153_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> Friends forever and ever</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkRvVjsQI/AAAAAAAAETM/1uWxvsKDQsQ/s1600-h/100_7280%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_7280" border="0" alt="100_7280" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/TAdkR_VEpJI/AAAAAAAAETQ/DGptAAfoG1E/100_7280_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get over this cuteness.</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-9325616562781536332010-05-02T23:03:00.001-07:002010-05-02T23:03:40.994-07:00I Love Fun Times<p>My life is good right now. I just feel like great things are about to happen! Some already have, my promotion, and school that is starting in three days! Man I just feel pumped for the what’s ahead and I don’t even know what it is! Anyway, it’s been a fun week and I would just like to share pictures of the times…enjoy</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p>I love my family…</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nI4_Z2-I/AAAAAAAAERQ/s9TFkNYbyv4/s1600-h/100_6850%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6850" border="0" alt="100_6850" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nJXNDCxI/AAAAAAAAERU/gBUbL7TiLRE/100_6850_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> Enjoying babies at a cousins baby shower</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nJ4FKDSI/AAAAAAAAERY/Tu43Zj-ajFI/s1600-h/100_6739%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6739" border="0" alt="100_6739" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nKXQWg0I/AAAAAAAAERc/FGJNnYB5ev8/100_6739_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a> My niece and Alex</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nKwXP4YI/AAAAAAAAERg/nSm6szfWNIk/s1600-h/100_6851%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6851" border="0" alt="100_6851" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nLUgVroI/AAAAAAAAERk/zZopuiV5xr4/100_6851_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> So exciting having them in town!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nL0Uvs5I/AAAAAAAAERo/EqdXqle2tiE/s1600-h/100_6773%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6773" border="0" alt="100_6773" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nMhCukSI/AAAAAAAAERs/vWtQYpWAB1o/100_6773_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a>Good friends having a good time</p> <p> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nNLJ878I/AAAAAAAAERw/pcNL-rH79E4/s1600-h/100_6908%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6908" border="0" alt="100_6908" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nN5EaVnI/AAAAAAAAER0/AqfdCWSSq8E/100_6908_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> Me and my nephew</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nOSYyIEI/AAAAAAAAER4/NvxdRuPPQ9M/s1600-h/100_6775%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6775" border="0" alt="100_6775" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S95nPKgGuYI/AAAAAAAAER8/Zg2CuVsRKiM/100_6775_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> Tee hee…I’m proud ok?</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-38778438355777584442010-04-29T12:47:00.001-07:002010-04-29T12:47:00.497-07:00The Re of a Union<p>Hello Babies, It’s so good to see you again…</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S9niJh2xg5I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/p7h7kY2egjI/s1600-h/100_6638%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6638" border="0" alt="100_6638" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S9niKIP2EnI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/eQvnEfMrG6k/100_6638_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S9niKzOjySI/AAAAAAAAERA/AcuxWrm8XMI/s1600-h/100_6642%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6642" border="0" alt="100_6642" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S9niLU2ZyJI/AAAAAAAAERE/wBUhFxuBIog/100_6642_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S9niL534HRI/AAAAAAAAERI/hffjE7o7LnI/s1600-h/100_6662%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_6662" border="0" alt="100_6662" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S9niMlMEkfI/AAAAAAAAERM/KXQnTxwwC7s/100_6662_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> </p> <p>They are simply the cutest of them all. So glad they’re here for a while!</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-75658412229987638792010-04-25T19:51:00.001-07:002010-04-25T19:51:07.886-07:00The Happs April 2010<p>While performing my regular duties as a Macey’s cashier, I was approached by my supervisor. She told me shut down my check stand, then came closer and said quietly, “Kerry wants to speak with you in his office, it’s not bad it’s good.” Kerry is my boss’s boss…anyway so I thought, OK nothing to worry about she said it was <em>good</em>. When we reached to his office he basically got right to the point and asked me if I would agree to being promoted to a SUPERVISOR. I happily accepted. He said some very nice things to me that I will never forget. Having worked at Macey’s for only 5 months, I felt deeply honored. Supervising is a tough job even as I just look at my supervisors doing what they do I think to myself, “Man I’m glad I don’t have that job!” Well what goes around comes around. I am excited. This is definitely a major mile stone in my employment career. I hope I will be good at it and work extra hard. I will be working twice as much and will only have one day off. With school starting in a week and a half (8 weeks long not to mention) I will be busy than ever before. I hope I can handle it! </p> <p> </p> <p>Other news, oh yes school! Starts May 5th and I am so excited. I’ve always loved school, learning more specifically. Going in the summer will be different as I have never done summer before. My three classes will be fast moving and I will do my best to keep up! Life is good right now. I’m proud to say I’ve saved a lot for summer tuition. I have Emily and KC to thank for that. I’m also grateful I got my job back at Macey’s easily, and now I’ll be a supervisor! So many exiting things are seeming to fall in my life right about now. I love my family and friends-they rock.</p> <p> </p> <p>So excited to see the triplets as they have just arrived here in Utah. Can’t wait to snuggle them like the old days. Sweet sweet babies.</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-91850025493527113272010-04-11T22:51:00.000-07:002010-04-11T22:54:43.982-07:00Song me and my friend have learned for the ward talent show :)<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7M2kDanRWCg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7M2kDanRWCg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-39233865913726993332010-04-07T13:02:00.001-07:002010-04-07T13:02:45.447-07:00Baby Mine<p>To Ruby, Bennett, and Alex</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk0gPKHOI/AAAAAAAAEOI/PuZDVNtxgVc/s1600-h/223%5B3%5D%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="223[3]" border="0" alt="223[3]" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk1Y49v-I/AAAAAAAAEOM/q9Fb3QReS9I/223%5B3%5D_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="183" height="124" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk2a2hCKI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/U7OJLEsWd2s/s1600-h/225%5B3%5D%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="225[3]" border="0" alt="225[3]" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk3JSrlLI/AAAAAAAAEOU/AhTVSVlnkMs/225%5B3%5D_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="183" height="124" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk37ysIpI/AAAAAAAAEOY/gJGvFQvtuRo/s1600-h/217%5B4%5D%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="217[4]" border="0" alt="217[4]" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk4j65LbI/AAAAAAAAEOc/PZQrN5vpcxY/217%5B4%5D_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="124" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>This was the song we’d always listen to as we’d rock them to sleep when they were still in swings.</p> <p> </p> <p>Baby Mine don’t you cry</p> <p>baby mine dry your eyes</p> <p>rest your head close to my heart</p> <p>never to part</p> <p>baby of mine</p> <p> </p> <p>Little one when you play</p> <p>don’t you mind what they say</p> <p>Let those eyes sparkle and shine</p> <p>never a tear</p> <p>baby of mine</p> <p> </p> <p>If they knew sweet little you</p> <p>they would start loving you too</p> <p>all those same people</p> <p>who scold you</p> <p>what they’d give</p> <p>just for the right to hold you</p> <p> </p> <p>From you head down to your toes</p> <p>your not much goodness knows</p> <p>but your so precious to me</p> <p>sweet as can be</p> <p>baby of mine</p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zk37ysIpI/AAAAAAAAEOg/M_uinIpFpCw/s1600-h/217%5B4%5D%5B4%5D.jpg"></a></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-15571080107807852082010-04-04T16:23:00.001-07:002010-04-07T13:29:12.906-07:00The Jeep Safari 2010<p>‘Tis the reason we go, the title there. It’s always fun just to be in town when the jeep safari is in action because of the tourism and numerous off road vehicles. I and all my siblings including niece and nephew all left Thursday late afternoon and stayed till Sunday. We enjoyed hiking/walking through devils garden and eventually branching off to Landscape Arch. The weather Friday was chilly but blue skies-it would look like a beautiful day to swim from inside. After a delightful lunch of Pita Pizzas made the way my cousin Emily makes them, we went over to Potato Salad to join the gathering and watch the dare devils venture up the treacherous hill. It was way intense! We had a barbeque that night and enjoyed playing games and chatting in the condo. Saturday morning, the ladies went on a brief walk through the mysterious neighborhood that we never had toured before-a lot of neat houses! The guys all golfed while we hung out in the condo with the chillin’s. That afternoon, Ben Lindsey Sawyer and I drove over to Gemini Bridges. It was a fun trail however being overcast, it was still a bit chilly. We enjoyed eating out that night at La Hacienda. It was sooooo good. This morning (the day we left) it as clear skies and warm weather-the day of all days to be perfect. How Ironic. The kid inside me wanted to swim no matter what so Saturday I, Brad, Brian, and Reese swam anyway despite the freezing weather-the water was warm so I thought why not.</p> <p>Always sad to leave Moab. We always have a great time.</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zq9BeRc8I/AAAAAAAAEOo/2OaIzSEWYjc/s1600-h/100_5819%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5819" border="0" alt="100_5819" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zq94mAqGI/AAAAAAAAEOs/3aWgYtZOINs/100_5819_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zq_TOIJEI/AAAAAAAAEOw/Y87wsMQLFQA/s1600-h/100_5674%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5674" border="0" alt="100_5674" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrAOfu0uI/AAAAAAAAEO0/huehaiVeaZ4/100_5674_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrBaFKGhI/AAAAAAAAEO4/rqL7UxS47UU/s1600-h/100_5765%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5765" border="0" alt="100_5765" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrCLb8I9I/AAAAAAAAEO8/Z9C5ZHu7QTI/100_5765_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrDYgGRwI/AAAAAAAAEPA/IjAMwYapWOE/s1600-h/100_5846%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5846" border="0" alt="100_5846" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrEXtP38I/AAAAAAAAEPE/byWzX0B85LY/100_5846_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrFAXJ7EI/AAAAAAAAEPI/SPRd7cFdCe4/s1600-h/100_5978%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5978" border="0" alt="100_5978" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7zrF22-nJI/AAAAAAAAEPM/2TFhE-Rybh8/100_5978_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202290256249098978.post-24729281978256228522010-03-28T21:58:00.001-07:002010-03-28T21:58:45.092-07:00My Birthday Of All Days<p>I could be so close to Dinosaur World and yet, so far away! (clifford fans) Well I am now 21. Yes, it does feel different. I am officially legal I guess. Today was a good day. Went to my ward for the first time after these past two months being gone. It was lovely seeing all my friends again. Always fun to have a birthday on Sunday because then you get to see everyone and be spoiled jk ;) Well all the sibs and offspring came over for a petite party and it was delightful. I received exciting treasures and enjoyed having my nephew and niece help me un wrap. Well Birthdays seem to fly right by but we all enjoy the day when we feel we’re on top of the world. It’s the day we stop to recognize how awesome we are. Just kidding. I think my favorite present was the big suprise Emily and KC gave me…the game Wackee 6. I probably laughed for a whole minute out of excitement. Thank-you thank-you. Well after 5 long years, it is finally my turn to report to the DMV of Utah and obtain a current drivers license. 2010 bring me good things!! To infinite and beyond!</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7AzcvH311I/AAAAAAAAEM8/dzA-A_7333I/s1600-h/100_5445%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5445" border="0" alt="100_5445" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7AzdukbhqI/AAAAAAAAENA/2jiQhhbdG8M/100_5445_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="271" height="204" /></a>Although only an aunt of three, I feel the luckiest one of all.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7AzeTogD2I/AAAAAAAAENE/1zMcv3T0VOI/s1600-h/100_5433%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5433" border="0" alt="100_5433" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7AzfdIyVhI/AAAAAAAAENI/jozNdAzDHeo/100_5433_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="272" height="205" /></a> I love her. That is all I can say.</p> <p> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7AzgFKKfhI/AAAAAAAAENM/4Wys1xlyxUs/s1600-h/100_5488%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5488" border="0" alt="100_5488" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_e_imLOGhuOs/S7AzgxYcDYI/AAAAAAAAENQ/ph2QW7_Tpko/100_5488_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="273" height="206" /></a> Hip Hip…HOORAY!</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4