<?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-332530886023567653</id><updated>2012-01-22T07:24:22.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-6686252488103170645</id><published>2011-09-16T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T16:00:35.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is something about a brand new haircut that is so therapeutic. &amp;nbsp;Makes you feel like a new person. &amp;nbsp;It is a great way to break out a funk without spending tons of money. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxG8GO_basE/TnPUbw1Ni4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/PXSqsLbrucE/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-16+at+14.01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxG8GO_basE/TnPUbw1Ni4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/PXSqsLbrucE/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-16+at+14.01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqpA8PUdtY/TnPUcDOUj-I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Uu0KpPdbcvM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-16+at+14.02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqpA8PUdtY/TnPUcDOUj-I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Uu0KpPdbcvM/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-16+at+14.02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you Amber for giving me my cute new hair do. &amp;nbsp;I'm excited. &amp;nbsp;It's bubbly and really easy to do, which is exactly what someone like me needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-6686252488103170645?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/6686252488103170645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/09/hair-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/6686252488103170645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/6686252488103170645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/09/hair-cut.html' title='hair cut'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxG8GO_basE/TnPUbw1Ni4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/PXSqsLbrucE/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-09-16+at+14.01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-3634255924133229374</id><published>2011-09-05T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:51:32.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took pictures today because it's been a few years since we had pictures taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;plus there is a new addition! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2eGb5giV5k/TmVtVxPkVlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/WLr-1JfOQQ4/s1600/IMG_8800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2eGb5giV5k/TmVtVxPkVlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/WLr-1JfOQQ4/s320/IMG_8800.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUj1leKi-tk/TmVta8CFE6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/U-TPdMmpY4k/s1600/IMG_8805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUj1leKi-tk/TmVta8CFE6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/U-TPdMmpY4k/s320/IMG_8805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhQhSxUg-GE/TmVtgOZqy4I/AAAAAAAAAcg/nQK2JMeS09A/s1600/IMG_8807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhQhSxUg-GE/TmVtgOZqy4I/AAAAAAAAAcg/nQK2JMeS09A/s320/IMG_8807.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWG5LJp9T3w/TmVtnZ_VvRI/AAAAAAAAAck/YMimW4g5TpU/s1600/IMG_8808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWG5LJp9T3w/TmVtnZ_VvRI/AAAAAAAAAck/YMimW4g5TpU/s320/IMG_8808.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the kittens are an important part of our family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPma4xU9Blw/TmVtu2E1k8I/AAAAAAAAAco/R6-o5LO8MUc/s1600/IMG_8810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPma4xU9Blw/TmVtu2E1k8I/AAAAAAAAAco/R6-o5LO8MUc/s320/IMG_8810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;representing the divided by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vf9u_GdpGLs/TmVt0kqPOMI/AAAAAAAAAcs/hlxADOJZ038/s1600/IMG_8812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vf9u_GdpGLs/TmVt0kqPOMI/AAAAAAAAAcs/hlxADOJZ038/s320/IMG_8812.JPG" width="320" /&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/332530886023567653-3634255924133229374?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/3634255924133229374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/09/family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3634255924133229374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3634255924133229374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/09/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2eGb5giV5k/TmVtVxPkVlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/WLr-1JfOQQ4/s72-c/IMG_8800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-7788835289002311058</id><published>2011-09-05T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:44:54.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biffy's Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tim and I went to my little sister's wedding this weekend. &amp;nbsp;It was a beautiful atmosphere, and she was stunning. I'm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;glad that we got to be a part of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AM3HBGoQXFw/TmVrEUG_4LI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8f2OlgGJKYg/s1600/IMG_8758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AM3HBGoQXFw/TmVrEUG_4LI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8f2OlgGJKYg/s320/IMG_8758.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her wedding dress was so pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjI2yIAXbmg/TmVrIhyDk9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0I9MhmPBcrY/s1600/IMG_8759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjI2yIAXbmg/TmVrIhyDk9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0I9MhmPBcrY/s320/IMG_8759.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD9UGwPjBZQ/TmVrNj_dlBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/s-WeD2Ty9hQ/s1600/IMG_8764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD9UGwPjBZQ/TmVrNj_dlBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/s-WeD2Ty9hQ/s320/IMG_8764.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-s-9L-1sHM/TmVrSS-UFBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pwNuy1HCru8/s1600/IMG_8767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-s-9L-1sHM/TmVrSS-UFBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pwNuy1HCru8/s320/IMG_8767.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqu2xtotKbE/TmVrYRXIhNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ehP3edsEfWM/s1600/IMG_8771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqu2xtotKbE/TmVrYRXIhNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ehP3edsEfWM/s320/IMG_8771.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2hGbFIgi2c/TmVrd7YjeZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VOI8HDaSiyY/s1600/IMG_8776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2hGbFIgi2c/TmVrd7YjeZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VOI8HDaSiyY/s320/IMG_8776.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is so much nicer to be a guest instead of the bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpVUpJbUMY8/TmVrjCirAKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ngJdrjeBHlY/s1600/IMG_8780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpVUpJbUMY8/TmVrjCirAKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ngJdrjeBHlY/s320/IMG_8780.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kt_T-oGfmA/TmVrpBfTGnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TxY3jIF0JOk/s1600/IMG_8781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kt_T-oGfmA/TmVrpBfTGnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TxY3jIF0JOk/s320/IMG_8781.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last time we were all together we were a lot younger. &amp;nbsp;It's been about 8 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-7788835289002311058?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/7788835289002311058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/09/biffys-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7788835289002311058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7788835289002311058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/09/biffys-wedding.html' title='Biffy&apos;s Wedding!'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AM3HBGoQXFw/TmVrEUG_4LI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8f2OlgGJKYg/s72-c/IMG_8758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-1628652259766294397</id><published>2011-07-16T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:38:47.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDV7JlSYnqw/TiHZWAxouZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dn5Qwn3lkuQ/s1600/IMG_8690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDV7JlSYnqw/TiHZWAxouZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dn5Qwn3lkuQ/s320/IMG_8690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4th of July was so much fun this year! &amp;nbsp;One because I actually got to spend it with my husband, and two because we got to spend it with great friends and the two cutest boys ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psjV6iXsqMc/TiHZXBunVuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3u34MAwBIqw/s1600/IMG_8696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psjV6iXsqMc/TiHZXBunVuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3u34MAwBIqw/s320/IMG_8696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-0tqRBlpTw/TiHZX2QhwvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/z1JUA12GddM/s1600/IMG_8697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-0tqRBlpTw/TiHZX2QhwvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/z1JUA12GddM/s320/IMG_8697.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While roasting Marshmallows Oliver got a little messy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb9q4Wlc2qM/TiHZYsktwnI/AAAAAAAAAbo/uR9nPxi9G6Y/s1600/IMG_8699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb9q4Wlc2qM/TiHZYsktwnI/AAAAAAAAAbo/uR9nPxi9G6Y/s320/IMG_8699.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last year Tim had to work on the 4th so I was extra excited this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9IoxJX6GNw/TiHZZPujdDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/gx_XBPM52BA/s1600/IMG_8700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9IoxJX6GNw/TiHZZPujdDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/gx_XBPM52BA/s320/IMG_8700.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWuHiwUByMc/TiHZZz6BAUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0RDYpFEMNf0/s1600/IMG_8701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWuHiwUByMc/TiHZZz6BAUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0RDYpFEMNf0/s320/IMG_8701.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Melissa and I rocked the sparklers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z0bF92CTNc/TiHZaXE-vJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HzjcpQ62qsU/s1600/IMG_8702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z0bF92CTNc/TiHZaXE-vJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HzjcpQ62qsU/s320/IMG_8702.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;instead of enjoying his sparklers in the air, oliver used them to set the firework that looked like a house on fire. &amp;nbsp;He burnt it until there was nothing left but ashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it was a great success! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-1628652259766294397?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/1628652259766294397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-4th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1628652259766294397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1628652259766294397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-4th.html' title='July 4th'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDV7JlSYnqw/TiHZWAxouZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dn5Qwn3lkuQ/s72-c/IMG_8690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-1688674694346080070</id><published>2011-07-16T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:32:03.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our House.  In the Middle of Our Street.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After going from house to house, spending $1,500 to get them appraised and inspected, and after months and months of searching we finally have a house!!!! &amp;nbsp;I love it so much. &amp;nbsp;We are having so much fun making it our own. &amp;nbsp;The only drawback we have had has been our fridge breaking after not even a day of being in. &amp;nbsp;Other than that it has been smooth sailing and we love having a place to call our own. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAdJ6qa0E08/TiHXCpXydOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/G0e3OTYS1iA/s1600/IMG_8675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAdJ6qa0E08/TiHXCpXydOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/G0e3OTYS1iA/s320/IMG_8675.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kitchen is awesome. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait tell we can actually use it haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQIuwhHMJt8/TiHXDa5MEeI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cgLaMzDBRog/s1600/IMG_8676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQIuwhHMJt8/TiHXDa5MEeI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cgLaMzDBRog/s320/IMG_8676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this is the living room. &amp;nbsp;Nothing is in it yet except for some bookshelves and tons of boxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4AdxFH2bk0/TiHXD8dETuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iLPAnf42WDg/s1600/IMG_8678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4AdxFH2bk0/TiHXD8dETuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iLPAnf42WDg/s320/IMG_8678.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite part. &amp;nbsp;The walk in closet. &amp;nbsp;I almost have my side filled though....I really need to get rid of some more clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3UKEvG9H0hk/TiHXEkgHT-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/7T-LIijcVjY/s1600/IMG_8679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3UKEvG9H0hk/TiHXEkgHT-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/7T-LIijcVjY/s320/IMG_8679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My second favorite part. &amp;nbsp; I can't wait for it to be cold again so I can soak in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j12XggZni9c/TiHXFDZJkZI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jkEOAaBb7V0/s1600/IMG_8680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j12XggZni9c/TiHXFDZJkZI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jkEOAaBb7V0/s320/IMG_8680.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Tim's favorite part....He didn't like sharing a sink with me in the other house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqHT980-vkY/TiHXbh9SB-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/J4u2-gxmbME/s1600/our+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqHT980-vkY/TiHXbh9SB-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/J4u2-gxmbME/s320/our+house.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's perfect. &amp;nbsp;The Mroz's live here!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-1688674694346080070?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/1688674694346080070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-house-in-middle-of-our-street.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1688674694346080070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1688674694346080070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-house-in-middle-of-our-street.html' title='Our House.  In the Middle of Our Street.'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAdJ6qa0E08/TiHXCpXydOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/G0e3OTYS1iA/s72-c/IMG_8675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-980153376567044750</id><published>2011-07-16T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:22:03.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting and getting my slurpee shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQYe8Gf3Fs/TiHVq9KmSLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/89u1015aUP8/s1600/IMG_8656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQYe8Gf3Fs/TiHVq9KmSLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/89u1015aUP8/s320/IMG_8656.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I shot a rifle for the first time in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if I am in love with it, but it was nice to learn how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-5_AQaqmz8/TiHVr6WcvAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/vbN57Qfs1Ms/s1600/IMG_8662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-5_AQaqmz8/TiHVr6WcvAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/vbN57Qfs1Ms/s320/IMG_8662.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4h-pFEjsuQ/TiHVssulSSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bM0Iv-6dLic/s1600/IMG_8663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4h-pFEjsuQ/TiHVssulSSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bM0Iv-6dLic/s320/IMG_8663.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have I mentioned lately that I love this boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fru_KT9CEsE/TiHVtvjJLsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mRWpImi6iPc/s1600/IMG_8669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fru_KT9CEsE/TiHVtvjJLsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mRWpImi6iPc/s320/IMG_8669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was my favorite gun to shoot because it hurt the least haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7jcR3QOBBA/TiHVp1pcv-I/AAAAAAAAAas/_aKzmxfW9U0/s1600/IMG_8649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7jcR3QOBBA/TiHVp1pcv-I/AAAAAAAAAas/_aKzmxfW9U0/s320/IMG_8649.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A slurpee is part of any great adventure, but this slurpee was special because it landed me a free slurpee shirt!!!! &amp;nbsp;Can't get much more legit than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-980153376567044750?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/980153376567044750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/shooting-and-getting-my-slurpee-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/980153376567044750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/980153376567044750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/shooting-and-getting-my-slurpee-shirt.html' title='Shooting and getting my slurpee shirt'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQYe8Gf3Fs/TiHVq9KmSLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/89u1015aUP8/s72-c/IMG_8656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-8951466180976354364</id><published>2011-07-16T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:15:42.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is a rapscallion. &amp;nbsp;He is also the cutest little kitten I have ever laid eyes on. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't really have a name besides psycho cat and cutie. &amp;nbsp;We thought he was a girl at first and named him miss mew....not really a gender neutral name. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nb7P1xiqO1s/TiHS_bKgZ0I/AAAAAAAAAag/RDpdxHpG64I/s1600/Photo+on+2011-05-26+at+21.15+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nb7P1xiqO1s/TiHS_bKgZ0I/AAAAAAAAAag/RDpdxHpG64I/s320/Photo+on+2011-05-26+at+21.15+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;he is the cutest when he is sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqndfXDh_-8/TiHS5RVibBI/AAAAAAAAAac/d5AK2WRhU-Q/s1600/IMG_8622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqndfXDh_-8/TiHS5RVibBI/AAAAAAAAAac/d5AK2WRhU-Q/s320/IMG_8622.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;kitten in a box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hvyxf74XmQ/TiHStgNl4CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1Vpjn0p81mg/s1600/IMG_8611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hvyxf74XmQ/TiHStgNl4CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1Vpjn0p81mg/s320/IMG_8611.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCgt1O-ws8c/TiHS0CTMq4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9Vc9EjhD4Qg/s1600/IMG_0507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCgt1O-ws8c/TiHS0CTMq4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9Vc9EjhD4Qg/s320/IMG_0507.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjfUweikIB0/TiHS2mP-7JI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eUNIAA8YsUI/s1600/IMG_0510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjfUweikIB0/TiHS2mP-7JI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eUNIAA8YsUI/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had brought him home for the first time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not even an hour later he fell asleep on me like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He took no time at all to warm up to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st4GH9cAkPA/TiHS4an0RAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xTtLJ2uTWD8/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st4GH9cAkPA/TiHS4an0RAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xTtLJ2uTWD8/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st4GH9cAkPA/TiHS4an0RAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xTtLJ2uTWD8/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMRIlPx4e7E/TiHS_oqWJcI/AAAAAAAAAak/I_tU5aZjAD4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-07+at+00.09+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMRIlPx4e7E/TiHS_oqWJcI/AAAAAAAAAak/I_tU5aZjAD4/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-07+at+00.09+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He has always liked to sleep right up next to my face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's the weirdest thing. &amp;nbsp;I've never had a cat so snuggly before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5MNsAwgIBo/TiHS_0fd-aI/AAAAAAAAAao/6is_lRCYnl8/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-14+at+11.31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5MNsAwgIBo/TiHS_0fd-aI/AAAAAAAAAao/6is_lRCYnl8/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-14+at+11.31.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was Tim and my first purchase as a married couple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and even though he can drive us crazy sometimes we love him dearly. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-8951466180976354364?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/8951466180976354364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-kitten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/8951466180976354364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/8951466180976354364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-kitten.html' title='Our Kitten'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nb7P1xiqO1s/TiHS_bKgZ0I/AAAAAAAAAag/RDpdxHpG64I/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-05-26+at+21.15+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-952924918358086956</id><published>2011-05-20T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T11:50:51.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymooners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our honeymoon was so much fun :)  Vegas was nothing like I expected it to be, but it was still pretty cool to walk through all of the hotels and see their different themes.  So despite being deathly ill the whole time, I had tons of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IH7M-YMunJI/Tda2zW4RyAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/JreNKcLsu4k/s1600/IMG_8601.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IH7M-YMunJI/Tda2zW4RyAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/JreNKcLsu4k/s320/IMG_8601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608871379367741442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81sTfJfUu34/Tda2y1MYuPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tKDJNn6PF1I/s1600/IMG_8581.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81sTfJfUu34/Tda2y1MYuPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tKDJNn6PF1I/s320/IMG_8581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608871370325276914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a different show every night.  The Lion King was amazing.  I would recommend it to everyone.  The next night we went to The Phantom.  It was so amazing to finally see my favorite play on the stage.  Definitely a dream come true for me.  The last night we went to The tournament of kings.  We had so much fun,  eating with our hands and cheering on the king of spain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Okq8ARSudAI/Tda2yDI6NcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/pBG_d-VN1lg/s1600/IMG_8537.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Okq8ARSudAI/Tda2yDI6NcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/pBG_d-VN1lg/s320/IMG_8537.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608871356888921538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the view from our hotel window.  We got to watch the fountain show from our window.  It was pretty legit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-952924918358086956?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/952924918358086956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/05/honeymooners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/952924918358086956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/952924918358086956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/05/honeymooners.html' title='Honeymooners'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IH7M-YMunJI/Tda2zW4RyAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/JreNKcLsu4k/s72-c/IMG_8601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-2227160138214168409</id><published>2011-05-19T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T13:32:42.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to my Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May 7th, 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day my life changed forever.  I married the man of my dreams.  I married a boy that I know will love me for the rest of my life.  A boy who treats me better than I ever dreamed I was worthy of being treated.  He is my best friend.  He makes me laugh, he makes me feel safe.  I am the luckiest girl in the world and he doesn't waste one day without reminding me of that fact.  Not by telling me I'm lucky, but by always showing me that I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKC0WVaHj-A/TdVjL3TP4UI/AAAAAAAAAZA/CjtFZ-M4dEE/s1600/WID_0166.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKC0WVaHj-A/TdVjL3TP4UI/AAAAAAAAAZA/CjtFZ-M4dEE/s320/WID_0166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608497966434214210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NAreoslELiE/TdVjLcb3vmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/MZQeLaiamz8/s320/WID_9349i.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608497959222623842" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day was perfect.  Nothing could have been better.  Tim was so nervous.  I thought he was going to pass out.  My favorite part was when I was walking down the aisle and I saw my future husband at the end smiling and crying.  It was such a sweet moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wX8bzim2NQ/TdViugjfzcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/v4y6Ke3xng8/s1600/WID_9281.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wX8bzim2NQ/TdViugjfzcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/v4y6Ke3xng8/s320/WID_9281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608497462112144834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have never been happier.  I love being a wife.  I love that Tim is my husband.  I love that I get to spend the rest of my life getting to know him better and better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CA35QF0qc7M/TdViuJJytkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FvKw5I6xOgw/s1600/DSC_4501i.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CA35QF0qc7M/TdViuJJytkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FvKw5I6xOgw/s320/DSC_4501i.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608497455830316610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM&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/332530886023567653-2227160138214168409?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/2227160138214168409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/05/married-to-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2227160138214168409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2227160138214168409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/05/married-to-my-best-friend.html' title='Married to my Best Friend'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKC0WVaHj-A/TdVjL3TP4UI/AAAAAAAAAZA/CjtFZ-M4dEE/s72-c/WID_0166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-4112404929168299992</id><published>2011-04-06T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:24:11.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'>Tim and I have been in the process of trying to buy a house.  around christmas time I found a house that I believed to be the house of my dreams.  I really did love it, and I could see tim and I really making a good home for ourselves there.  well this week we found out  that after months of being jerked around we will not be getting that house.  At first I was devastated.  Not only was I not getting my house, but  I was no longer going to have a house to come home too after my wedding.  Well after getting over the initial shock tim and I decided to not waste any time and start searching for another house.  In our search we have found several houses that are just as good for us, if not better.  Granted a few months from now we could be in the same boat as we are now, but I just have such a good feeling about the neighborhood that all these houses are in.  I feel like it is the place tim and I need to be.  The place we need to raise our children.  I just feel so good about it.  Plus none of these houses are short sales so it could be easier for us to get one of them.  Cross your fingers for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-4112404929168299992?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/4112404929168299992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-happens-for-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4112404929168299992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4112404929168299992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='everything happens for a reason'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-2608186725871401258</id><published>2011-03-17T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:06:49.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is coming together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been doing a lot of contemplating the last day or two, and I always come to the same conclusion every time.  I am the luckiest girl in the world.  When I think back on my life the last few years I am still in shock that I am where I am at this moment.  I think about all my heartache, and how lost and alone I have felt.  Then I think about Tim.  The best thing to ever happen to me.  We are coming up on our 1 year anniversary and every day I realize more and more how perfect we are for each other.  He is the only person in this whole entire world that I can completely be myself around.  We are so weird, but I love it with all my heart.  Our life is just about to start and i can't wait!  We get our house on the 15th of April! then we get married on the 7th!  I am so excited.  So much going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0gcLY6qGIc/TYHA9frS_HI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uOBqNI_mNRQ/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584957175623777394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you Timothy Albert Mroz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-2608186725871401258?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/2608186725871401258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/03/everything-is-coming-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2608186725871401258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2608186725871401258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/03/everything-is-coming-together.html' title='Everything is coming together'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0gcLY6qGIc/TYHA9frS_HI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uOBqNI_mNRQ/s72-c/IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-1738974732662712923</id><published>2011-01-23T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T01:51:54.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year was my first year away from home for the holidays.   Though I missed my family dearly, I was really excited to spend my first christmas with the love of my life.  Things were totally different than what I am used too, but it was really great to start our own traditions, and share each of our own traditions with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3lEVtXtI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xxwQ1TurOMU/s1600/IMG_8442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3lEVtXtI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xxwQ1TurOMU/s320/IMG_8442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565313980738395858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One night a few weeks before christmas we look out the window and it is snowing!!!  So we bundled up and went for a walk around the neighborhood.  It was so awesome and slightly eery because everything was white and it was dead silent because everyone was already asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3kqvZ8-I/AAAAAAAAAYE/uqYKzbp_QvU/s1600/IMG_8444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3kqvZ8-I/AAAAAAAAAYE/uqYKzbp_QvU/s320/IMG_8444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565313973866853346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our First Christmas Tree :)  It was fun going to the tree farm and picking one out.  The boys were making fun of me for being so picky, but this was a significant tree and I wanted it to be perfect!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3kau4qlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZBUwNraz7WU/s1600/IMG_8457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3kau4qlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZBUwNraz7WU/s320/IMG_8457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565313969569704530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tree is decorated :)  Our first tradition that we have started is every year we are going to buy each other a christmas ornament. (this was tim's idea which I thought was really special because he wanted to have something that would mark all the years we are going to spend together.)  I bought tim a bears ornament naturally, and he got me a wooden owl because my new obsession is anything with an owl on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3kEFvwDI/AAAAAAAAAX0/HotdiUXXMB8/s1600/65454_800881714576_11520589_43178903_2478012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3kEFvwDI/AAAAAAAAAX0/HotdiUXXMB8/s320/65454_800881714576_11520589_43178903_2478012_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565313963491573810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas eve and christmas night were spent with my new family.  These are my new sisters and brother.  I really had a lot of fun spending time with them and getting to know them better.  I really am starting to feel like a part of the family.  Christmas eve at tim's mom's house consists of eating a traditional polish meal.  That was something that I was not preparing for and thankfully survived.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3jyw7WoI/AAAAAAAAAXs/BKHb-BkYZ2g/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3jyw7WoI/AAAAAAAAAXs/BKHb-BkYZ2g/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565313958840851074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Christmas comes New Years.  This New Years was special for several reasons.  One it was  my very first new years where I had someone to kiss at midnight.  Two ringing in the year 2011 is also ringing in the year that I AM GETTING MARRIED!!!! This year in general is going to be so exciting and I was just so happy that I got to start it off right with Timothy Albert Mroz.&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/332530886023567653-1738974732662712923?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/1738974732662712923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/01/growing-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1738974732662712923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1738974732662712923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2011/01/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TTv3lEVtXtI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xxwQ1TurOMU/s72-c/IMG_8442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-5449282860899727844</id><published>2010-11-10T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T10:20:27.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm engaged!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriXeLtGVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_3aG7R_xJ10/s1600/IMG_8440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriXeLtGVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_3aG7R_xJ10/s320/IMG_8440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537987584672471378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriWmB23CI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Y1zvHJiuhOs/s1600/IMG_8439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriWmB23CI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Y1zvHJiuhOs/s320/IMG_8439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537987569598782498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriWc-oZFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/so7vOk51Gys/s1600/IMG_8434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriWc-oZFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/so7vOk51Gys/s320/IMG_8434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537987567169332306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH I am so excited.  he asked me november 9th!  I came home after work to find a path of candles leading me to him.  I love him so much.  I can't wait to be married to him and to spend the rest of my life with him!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-5449282860899727844?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/5449282860899727844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-engaged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/5449282860899727844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/5449282860899727844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-engaged.html' title='I&apos;m engaged!!!!'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TNriXeLtGVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_3aG7R_xJ10/s72-c/IMG_8440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-1099892522915688236</id><published>2010-08-24T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:24:47.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat Loaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3wsJOGNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1LS4kYzOkNs/s1600/IMG_8310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3wsJOGNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1LS4kYzOkNs/s320/IMG_8310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089553804040402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;matching meat loaf t-shirts because we are cool like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3ngYMU7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/yFLz6BAP_pY/s320/45163_10150252193735311_786150310_14113179_6949325_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089396026790834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we got like 11 honks lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3m2urYlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/GORMdw-4QsU/s1600/41327_10150252193280311_786150310_14113157_2815095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3m2urYlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/GORMdw-4QsU/s320/41327_10150252193280311_786150310_14113157_2815095_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089384846811730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3pN7zx_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/qAb7sCBt450/s1600/46216_10150252194630311_786150310_14113218_3391481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3oYVwwMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/MuFZc9Uw1kE/s1600/IMG_8318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3oYVwwMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/MuFZc9Uw1kE/s320/IMG_8318.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089411048980674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are so sad because we are stuck in traffic and we are probably going to be late for the concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3ngYMU7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/yFLz6BAP_pY/s1600/45163_10150252193735311_786150310_14113179_6949325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3m2urYlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/GORMdw-4QsU/s1600/41327_10150252193280311_786150310_14113157_2815095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3pN7zx_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/qAb7sCBt450/s320/46216_10150252194630311_786150310_14113218_3391481_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089425435641842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are so happy because even though we were late we didn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;miss Meat loaf :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3mLN3ohI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sHl4asfnipM/s1600/41189_10150252194880311_786150310_14113236_8205613_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3mLN3ohI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sHl4asfnipM/s320/41189_10150252194880311_786150310_14113236_8205613_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509089373166477842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was such an amazing concert.  I loved it so much!! &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/332530886023567653-1099892522915688236?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/1099892522915688236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/08/meat-loaf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1099892522915688236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1099892522915688236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/08/meat-loaf.html' title='Meat Loaf'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/THQ3wsJOGNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1LS4kYzOkNs/s72-c/IMG_8310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-4428727184375827700</id><published>2010-07-19T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T18:27:25.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUSTIN BIEBER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to a Justin Bieber concert, and it was so incredibly fun.  People can make fun of me if they want to, but I will never deny that i like his music, especially after seeing him live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6a3J_PMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oNsQCJAKjuI/s320/37520_10150233969445311_786150310_13559712_1223591_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495792784688233666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were so excited! I'm so glad I have cool friends like Gabby to go to things like this with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6bCGw0ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/AEvzsJASbzk/s320/34754_10150233969525311_786150310_13559716_7582933_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495792787627495826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6cT4vsYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1Ze4llThE2k/s1600/38397_10150233971555311_786150310_13559827_6508743_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6b2JsMwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UjvWdLQWyt0/s1600/38407_10150233973430311_786150310_13559944_6283335_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6bl2g9LI/AAAAAAAAAV4/AZqRIEGXLWY/s1600/37822_10150233970900311_786150310_13559785_4583192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6bl2g9LI/AAAAAAAAAV4/AZqRIEGXLWY/s320/37822_10150233970900311_786150310_13559785_4583192_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495792797223023794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6cT4vsYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1Ze4llThE2k/s320/38397_10150233971555311_786150310_13559827_6508743_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495792809580409218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6bCGw0ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/AEvzsJASbzk/s1600/34754_10150233969525311_786150310_13559716_7582933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6b2JsMwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UjvWdLQWyt0/s320/38407_10150233973430311_786150310_13559944_6283335_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495792801598419714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6a3J_PMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oNsQCJAKjuI/s1600/37520_10150233969445311_786150310_13559712_1223591_n.jpg"&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/332530886023567653-4428727184375827700?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/4428727184375827700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/07/justin-bieber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4428727184375827700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4428727184375827700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/07/justin-bieber.html' title='JUSTIN BIEBER!!!'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TET6a3J_PMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oNsQCJAKjuI/s72-c/37520_10150233969445311_786150310_13559712_1223591_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-3787785046647670068</id><published>2010-07-11T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T11:13:57.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; I have been in Oregon for a week and a half now, and already I have had so much fun, and been on so many adventures.  I am fully satisfied with my decision to move here.  I love getting to see Tim every day, and I love that I get to spend time with old friends, and make new friends.  It's definitely been jammed packed with happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHnKyumUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UrBSS_m2_Jo/s320/IMG_8088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711065025157442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first exciting thing, the purchase of Sharky, our favorite stuffed shark.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIA_tXsQI/AAAAAAAAAVg/i4pYfgzumGs/s1600/IMG_8106.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIA_tXsQI/AAAAAAAAAVg/i4pYfgzumGs/s1600/IMG_8106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIA_tXsQI/AAAAAAAAAVg/i4pYfgzumGs/s320/IMG_8106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711508726493442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Returning to Oregon wouldn't be complete without a trip to the beach! (you can tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much we love each other in this picture can't you?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIAp6x2_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/k5aBzAhax0Q/s1600/IMG_8112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIAp6x2_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/k5aBzAhax0Q/s320/IMG_8112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711502877154290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHnZQpPKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/mB1m5xZt-BY/s320/IMG_8114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711068908731554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIAK3w2II/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hsIku9kPbzE/s1600/IMG_4000.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoH_jFGO8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/xjbH6_oGMOU/s1600/IMG_8128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoH_jFGO8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/xjbH6_oGMOU/s320/IMG_8128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711483861515202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my grandparents were in town, and so were my aunt Tracy and Uncle Ted, so we had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a family bbq.  It was lots of fun minus the million mosquito bites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHoiZAwUI/AAAAAAAAAVA/CY--um6Fqlo/s1600/34262_10150227858930311_786150310_13387304_851513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHoiZAwUI/AAAAAAAAAVA/CY--um6Fqlo/s320/34262_10150227858930311_786150310_13387304_851513_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711088539615554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been like a 100 degrees the last couple days, so Gabby and I went swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The water was frigid, but after being told I would get 5 slurpees if I jumped in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had no choice really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHoWA0ZLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/tT5PKtilodA/s1600/IMG_4022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHoWA0ZLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/tT5PKtilodA/s320/IMG_4022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711085216916658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4th of july was really quiet.  Tim was working, so I spent the day with Gabby and her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boyfriend Chris.  The only fireworks we let off were sparklers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHn_-e8fI/AAAAAAAAAUw/u1ImQSdQtas/s1600/IMG_3907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHn_-e8fI/AAAAAAAAAUw/u1ImQSdQtas/s320/IMG_3907.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711079301542386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabby and I are going to Justin Bieber in a few days so we were preparing for the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amazingness&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="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHnZQpPKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/mB1m5xZt-BY/s1600/IMG_8114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoIAK3w2II/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hsIku9kPbzE/s320/IMG_4000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492711494543005826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and of course Slurpees are part of every adventure :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHnKyumUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UrBSS_m2_Jo/s1600/IMG_8088.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/332530886023567653-3787785046647670068?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/3787785046647670068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/07/oregon-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3787785046647670068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3787785046647670068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/07/oregon-so-far.html' title='Oregon So Far'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TDoHnKyumUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UrBSS_m2_Jo/s72-c/IMG_8088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-2777522883494641237</id><published>2010-06-27T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:32:36.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures in portland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When I went to visit Tim for the weekend one day we went walking in Downtown Portland with my good friend Gabby, and she took some pictures of Tim and I. Here are some of my favorites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCemfU_hRPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/H3ubjIgVx-c/s1600/35792_10150217468955311_786150310_13100399_1092933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCemfU_hRPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/H3ubjIgVx-c/s320/35792_10150217468955311_786150310_13100399_1092933_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487537728115524850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelxk8Y9dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-VLR58zWy8o/s1600/30484_10150217468735311_786150310_13100386_3471949_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelxk8Y9dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-VLR58zWy8o/s320/30484_10150217468735311_786150310_13100386_3471949_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536942123382226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelxUfE4uI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Cke9Lvnruog/s1600/34211_10150217468570311_786150310_13100385_1971177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelxUfE4uI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Cke9Lvnruog/s320/34211_10150217468570311_786150310_13100385_1971177_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536937705464546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelwSuWXII/AAAAAAAAAUA/6uPhVesB8co/s1600/35668_10150217468190311_786150310_13100361_7346528_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelwSuWXII/AAAAAAAAAUA/6uPhVesB8co/s320/35668_10150217468190311_786150310_13100361_7346528_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536920052784258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelwJbj5sI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-wzgKDDmE1Q/s1600/35668_10150217468175311_786150310_13100358_2636890_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelwJbj5sI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-wzgKDDmE1Q/s320/35668_10150217468175311_786150310_13100358_2636890_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536917558060738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelvPuHqoI/AAAAAAAAATw/qRiLyJWtFAI/s1600/26676_10150217469785311_786150310_13100440_5000155_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelvPuHqoI/AAAAAAAAATw/qRiLyJWtFAI/s320/26676_10150217469785311_786150310_13100440_5000155_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536902066645634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelMR6TAbI/AAAAAAAAATo/VbmRi2_cr5Q/s1600/34445_10150217469480311_786150310_13100425_2075542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelMR6TAbI/AAAAAAAAATo/VbmRi2_cr5Q/s320/34445_10150217469480311_786150310_13100425_2075542_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536301359169970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelMEEUohI/AAAAAAAAATg/yPQySW6UQ9w/s1600/34445_10150217469470311_786150310_13100423_6842735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelMEEUohI/AAAAAAAAATg/yPQySW6UQ9w/s320/34445_10150217469470311_786150310_13100423_6842735_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536297643123218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelLrlppTI/AAAAAAAAATY/kWLOLGuTHjQ/s1600/28237_10150217469140311_786150310_13100408_5561964_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelLrlppTI/AAAAAAAAATY/kWLOLGuTHjQ/s320/28237_10150217469140311_786150310_13100408_5561964_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536291072025906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelLZXz0dI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hdxS4hNoP8E/s1600/28237_10150217469135311_786150310_13100407_3475882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelLZXz0dI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hdxS4hNoP8E/s320/28237_10150217469135311_786150310_13100407_3475882_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536286182134226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelK8K8HOI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZPtLpht_AKQ/s1600/28237_10150217469120311_786150310_13100404_5923906_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCelK8K8HOI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZPtLpht_AKQ/s320/28237_10150217469120311_786150310_13100404_5923906_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487536278343523554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-2777522883494641237?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/2777522883494641237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/06/pictures-in-portland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2777522883494641237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2777522883494641237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/06/pictures-in-portland.html' title='pictures in portland'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TCemfU_hRPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/H3ubjIgVx-c/s72-c/35792_10150217468955311_786150310_13100399_1092933_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-4090669745828388846</id><published>2010-06-14T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T12:43:31.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Chickens</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFdLZXXiI/AAAAAAAAATA/x-57-v5rFf8/s1600/IMG_8019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD9RsU5tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Kn5WTVI7E-c/s1600/100_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD9RsU5tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Kn5WTVI7E-c/s320/100_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482714685114738386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I'm pretty hardcore and was forced against my will to go up to Canada and butcher chickens with my grandparents and a few of my aunts and uncles.  It turned out to be a pretty fun weekend, and picking chickens is gross, but it is survivable.  Plus I got to spend the weekend running after the most adorable baby and snapping as many pictures of him as I could :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD-fYKSdI/AAAAAAAAASI/5dcp4ZpC7po/s1600/100_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD-fYKSdI/AAAAAAAAASI/5dcp4ZpC7po/s320/100_0500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482714705968122322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so disgusted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD-LmALWI/AAAAAAAAASA/x6pUEjpTeCA/s1600/100_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD-LmALWI/AAAAAAAAASA/x6pUEjpTeCA/s320/100_0495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482714700657470818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD_L8St6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Te_DS_6wW4/s320/100_0502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482714717930829730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD_L8St6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Te_DS_6wW4/s1600/100_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD_L8St6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Te_DS_6wW4/s1600/100_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD_L8St6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8Te_DS_6wW4/s1600/100_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cute child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFdLZXXiI/AAAAAAAAATA/x-57-v5rFf8/s1600/IMG_8019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFdLZXXiI/AAAAAAAAATA/x-57-v5rFf8/s320/IMG_8019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482716332692037154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFcmDburI/AAAAAAAAAS4/92g2t4EALWE/s1600/IMG_8015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFcmDburI/AAAAAAAAAS4/92g2t4EALWE/s320/IMG_8015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482716322667936434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most adorable picture I have ever taken in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFcF-dn1I/AAAAAAAAASw/eE0l6PmTRWM/s1600/IMG_8010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFcF-dn1I/AAAAAAAAASw/eE0l6PmTRWM/s320/IMG_8010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482716314057154386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We start the children out on slurpees pretty early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFaqR3AFI/AAAAAAAAASo/LzHaUa0Mp-A/s1600/IMG_8007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFaqR3AFI/AAAAAAAAASo/LzHaUa0Mp-A/s320/IMG_8007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482716289442447442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so stinking cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFafEiWDI/AAAAAAAAASg/R-RWrToQD1M/s1600/IMG_8006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaFafEiWDI/AAAAAAAAASg/R-RWrToQD1M/s320/IMG_8006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482716286433777714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I love this adorable little man&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/332530886023567653-4090669745828388846?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/4090669745828388846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/06/picking-chickens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4090669745828388846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4090669745828388846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/06/picking-chickens.html' title='Picking Chickens'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaD9RsU5tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Kn5WTVI7E-c/s72-c/100_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-1158007023046689997</id><published>2010-06-14T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T12:50:56.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaA8LU_X9I/AAAAAAAAARw/6ZqAarS40F4/s1600/PortlandOregon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaA8LU_X9I/AAAAAAAAARw/6ZqAarS40F4/s320/PortlandOregon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482711367691493330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaAn_pdiCI/AAAAAAAAARo/ysUS5nMaxjA/s1600/IMG_7674.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm moving back to Portland at the end of this month.  There are several reasons for this, but the big reason is I'm in love with a boy and I just can't stand living in Post Falls when he lives in Portland.  Seeing him every two to three weeks is just not good enough anymore.  I need to see him regularly.  I need us to be a normal couple before I go insane.  When I went back to Oregon for Spring break I fell in love with that place all over again.  It is my home, it always will be.  I'm tired of running away from that.  I came to Post Falls to run away from my past, but mostly just so that I could heal in a neutral place where I could do it on my own time.  I feel like I have done that.  I still miss Brad and Allison more than anything, but now thinking about them doesn't put me into an instant depression.  I can smile and laugh about all the amazing memories I have with them.  I'm extremely excited for this new chapter in my life.  I'm excited about being in love with such a wonderful guy.  I'm just flat out excited!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaAn_pdiCI/AAAAAAAAARo/ysUS5nMaxjA/s1600/IMG_7674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaAn_pdiCI/AAAAAAAAARo/ysUS5nMaxjA/s320/IMG_7674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482711020958746658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaAnK_WOVI/AAAAAAAAARg/pqxKow7r4oA/s1600/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaAnK_WOVI/AAAAAAAAARg/pqxKow7r4oA/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482711006823463250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-1158007023046689997?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/1158007023046689997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1158007023046689997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1158007023046689997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-back.html' title='Going Back'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/TBaA8LU_X9I/AAAAAAAAARw/6ZqAarS40F4/s72-c/PortlandOregon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-4237568237746027445</id><published>2010-04-21T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:03:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friends Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend my best friend Kayla Don married Jordon Odell Heap. I am so glad that I got the chance to go down there and be apart of their big day!! She looked absolutely beautiful, he was handsome, and I have never seen two people more happy then they were. As a best friend there is nothing better than knowing that your best friend is going to be taken care of. So Jordon welcome to the Gangsta G family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fhUfrHPI/AAAAAAAAARU/L2ozLnyPes4/s1600/IMG_7768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fhUfrHPI/AAAAAAAAARU/L2ozLnyPes4/s320/IMG_7768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462760267809758450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best Gangsta G picture ever I would have to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fhAgh1_I/AAAAAAAAARM/0CU_mXCOEZk/s1600/IMG_7729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fhAgh1_I/AAAAAAAAARM/0CU_mXCOEZk/s320/IMG_7729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462760262444636146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the most adorable picture, he could not take his eyes off of her&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;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fgoWhsnI/AAAAAAAAARE/V3uUOBXK9Kc/s320/IMG_7731.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462760255960232562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most adorable little girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fgOHr6bI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hdvkDtHzbGo/s1600/IMG_7766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fgOHr6bI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hdvkDtHzbGo/s320/IMG_7766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462760248918665650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and the happy couple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-ffrwPr0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JBYPGB0TnOA/s1600/IMG_7710.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-ffrwPr0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JBYPGB0TnOA/s320/IMG_7710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462760239693541186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was right before they went into the temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-4237568237746027445?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/4237568237746027445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-best-friends-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4237568237746027445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4237568237746027445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My Best Friends Wedding'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S8-fhUfrHPI/AAAAAAAAARU/L2ozLnyPes4/s72-c/IMG_7768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-2402357166489035285</id><published>2010-04-09T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:20:48.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Few Months</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4hfve69I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dRyGsfsYF8k/s1600/IMG_7698.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't blogged in a really long time....this is probably because blogging was never my idea, but Kayla's.  A lot has happened though.  Lets start from the beginning&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOVING:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days before christmas I moved to Post Falls, Idaho.  A lot of things played into this decision.  I love Oregon, Oregon will always be my home, but Oregon also makes me extremely depressed at times.  I love everyone there, but it was really hard for me to deal with everything that happened in the last couple of years with it always staring me in the face.  So I decided to remove myself for a little while, so I can get back to myself.  I was terrified.  I hadn't started over since the 8th grade, and I wasn't sure if I was going to fit in.  My fears were not necessary, cause I fit in immediately here.  I go to church at a singles branch, and everyone is so friendly and so welcoming.  Not one sunday did I feel like I didn't fit in.  It's been wonderful.  Post Falls is small, but I really enjoy it here.  It's pretty here in a different way than Oregon, but it is still pretty.  It's been really nice living so close to my grandparents as well.  They come down almost twice a month if n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ot more.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rTmrT_gI/AAAAAAAAAOs/99cM-zYqXUw/s1600/22351_1379933177525_1207776520_1433136_7341794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rTmrT_gI/AAAAAAAAAOs/99cM-zYqXUw/s320/22351_1379933177525_1207776520_1433136_7341794_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458339995428584962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of my new branch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rTFTcO1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/ymw04ZnzWIs/s1600/23467_609907160934_193307173_34627873_1567424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rTFTcO1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/ymw04ZnzWIs/s320/23467_609907160934_193307173_34627873_1567424_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458339986470091602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michelle and I at the lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rS_HFkHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rpC6Z6MvLOM/s320/23467_609907175904_193307173_34627876_3705292_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458339984807661682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michelle, Tasha, and I at Alice in Wonderland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OREGON TRIP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had 2 and a half weeks for spring break, so I decided to go to Oregon and work at the Dollar Tree.  It turned out to be more epic than I could have ever imagined.  I had so much fun, and two weeks felt like a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tHv63oSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/l44wDaF0IeI/s1600/IMG_7631.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tHv63oSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/l44wDaF0IeI/s320/IMG_7631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458341990774579490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tHe0ekdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Xi1goDLaOS0/s1600/101_2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first day I went on a beach trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tIibK-GI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Httr690kACA/s1600/25145_10150161273150311_786150310_11552392_3110339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tIibK-GI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Httr690kACA/s320/25145_10150161273150311_786150310_11552392_3110339_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458342004331837538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Multnomah Falls was so beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tICX3zSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1JYclMNIWSA/s1600/27061_528144767008_51700225_31309176_2887211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tICX3zSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1JYclMNIWSA/s320/27061_528144767008_51700225_31309176_2887211_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458341995728063778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A day in Portland with some of my favorite people&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tH3MCTWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5KC8GyqruGM/s1600/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;making a dancing video for Bradley James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tH3MCTWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5KC8GyqruGM/s1600/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tH3MCTWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5KC8GyqruGM/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458341992725630306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stayed with Lisa while i was there.  I love her so much.  She is so amazing.  Best Aunt Ever!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tHv63oSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/l44wDaF0IeI/s1600/IMG_7631.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tHv63oSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/l44wDaF0IeI/s1600/IMG_7631.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4hfve69I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dRyGsfsYF8k/s1600/IMG_7698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4hfve69I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dRyGsfsYF8k/s320/IMG_7698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458354527736359890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I participated in the coolest 80s dancing movie ever!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4hANRXhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RmIluszkAUU/s1600/IMG_7692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4hANRXhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RmIluszkAUU/s320/IMG_7692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458354519271366162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to voodoo doughnut with Amber and Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;just like the good ole days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4gv0lf8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/S6OXVZnvXzI/s1600/27106_10150163819065311_786150310_11613501_4752769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4gv0lf8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/S6OXVZnvXzI/s320/27106_10150163819065311_786150310_11613501_4752769_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458354514872860610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zoo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4gevP0FI/AAAAAAAAAPk/h1OEZThDm04/s1600/27106_10150163818995311_786150310_11613490_1373828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4gevP0FI/AAAAAAAAAPk/h1OEZThDm04/s320/27106_10150163818995311_786150310_11613490_1373828_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458354510287065170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 309px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my life change a great deal this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_7EvSPKHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JJvANtC0WnM/s1600/27106_10150165878870311_786150310_11663970_4211085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_7EvSPKHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JJvANtC0WnM/s320/27106_10150165878870311_786150310_11663970_4211085_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458357332227336306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spontaneous night beach trips are the greatest&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/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_7EG56RKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/50e_bULryX4/s1600/27106_10150165878825311_786150310_11663965_2983181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_7EG56RKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/50e_bULryX4/s320/27106_10150165878825311_786150310_11663965_2983181_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458357321387885730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_7D0mPn0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/88kE8jexqAA/s1600/27106_10150165878820311_786150310_11663964_8253028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_7D0mPn0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/88kE8jexqAA/s320/27106_10150165878820311_786150310_11663964_8253028_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458357316473560898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4gK8w_8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y-z4P5eMePU/s1600/IMG_7674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_4gK8w_8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y-z4P5eMePU/s320/IMG_7674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458354504975056834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Feeding ducks with Timothy.  He's my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_tH3MCTWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5KC8GyqruGM/s1600/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_61LKa2tI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pBUyvlDCgR0/s1600/15720_10150170218360311_786150310_11793387_6662038_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_61LKa2tI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pBUyvlDCgR0/s320/15720_10150170218360311_786150310_11793387_6662038_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458357064832834258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my goodbye party was awesome.  We played rockband, then an &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;extremely intense game of mafia.  It was a good way to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_60lIbIKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rj6yb64JOcI/s1600/15720_10150170218325311_786150310_11793382_2236432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_60lIbIKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rj6yb64JOcI/s320/15720_10150170218325311_786150310_11793382_2236432_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458357054623916194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this girl forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_60SxyuOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vwH1RsmClYI/s1600/15720_10150170218205311_786150310_11793369_2141362_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_60SxyuOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vwH1RsmClYI/s320/15720_10150170218205311_786150310_11793369_2141362_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458357049697155298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BROOKE AND THE GABINATOR!!!! I love these girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I haven't known Brooke for very long, but we were instant best friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;the second we met.  As for Gabby we have known each other for a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;this trip I got to hang out with her a lot and it made me sooooo happy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's about it.  Exciting things are coming soon, like my best friends wedding in two weeks, so a new post will be coming!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rTmrT_gI/AAAAAAAAAOs/99cM-zYqXUw/s1600/22351_1379933177525_1207776520_1433136_7341794_n.jpg"&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/332530886023567653-2402357166489035285?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/2402357166489035285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-few-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2402357166489035285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2402357166489035285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-few-months.html' title='The Last Few Months'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S7_rTmrT_gI/AAAAAAAAAOs/99cM-zYqXUw/s72-c/22351_1379933177525_1207776520_1433136_7341794_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-8202793855616462255</id><published>2010-01-19T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:03:39.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we went to Canada, and I had a photoshoot with my little brother ty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was really fun, I don't know if I am any good, but I want to continue doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here are some of the 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH-aIB44I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iAgbnbhZ5TE/s1600-h/IMG_7525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH-aIB44I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iAgbnbhZ5TE/s320/IMG_7525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428605538332173186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH9zBWNNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mxuzXpBH_Qw/s1600-h/IMG_7528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH9zBWNNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mxuzXpBH_Qw/s320/IMG_7528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428605527835161810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH9UoohfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KR57RgfTkuA/s1600-h/IMG_7497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH9UoohfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KR57RgfTkuA/s320/IMG_7497.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428605519678440946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH8nQtGvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/oPeBHX6I_Ic/s1600-h/IMG_7491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH8nQtGvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/oPeBHX6I_Ic/s320/IMG_7491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428605507498482418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH7_341AI/AAAAAAAAANw/57HCJztosDQ/s1600-h/IMG_7484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH7_341AI/AAAAAAAAANw/57HCJztosDQ/s320/IMG_7484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428605496925410306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-8202793855616462255?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/8202793855616462255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-photoshoot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/8202793855616462255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/8202793855616462255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-photoshoot.html' title='my first photoshoot'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/S1ZH-aIB44I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iAgbnbhZ5TE/s72-c/IMG_7525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-5936113128885023599</id><published>2009-12-13T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:28:46.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's done!!!!</title><content type='html'>So the big secret project I have been working on is done, and because Kristin and I were so excited about it the recipients have already received it!!!  For the past two to three months Kristin Ventura and I have been working with Laurie Brady (Allison's mom)  on making a quilt of all of brad's clothes that we loved and that reminded us of him.  Kristin and I cut out all of the squares, and tied the quilt while Laurie did the sewing (we didn't trust ourselves with that part, and we would probably be sewing tell next christmas).  It was a really cool experience.  We had so much fun doing it, lots of hours spent reminiscing about our favorite stories about Brad.  We finished it last night, and immediately went and gave it to Jim and Dyan.   They absolutely love it, and I am so glad.  I was worried it would make them sad, but it had the exact opposite affect.  They couldn't stop smiling.  They were beaming with joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SyUwhq3ELTI/AAAAAAAAANk/MiSRCF376uU/s1600-h/16369_524343514748_51700225_31195871_1570002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SyUwhq3ELTI/AAAAAAAAANk/MiSRCF376uU/s320/16369_524343514748_51700225_31195871_1570002_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414787481981955378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-5936113128885023599?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/5936113128885023599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/5936113128885023599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/5936113128885023599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-done.html' title='It&apos;s done!!!!'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SyUwhq3ELTI/AAAAAAAAANk/MiSRCF376uU/s72-c/16369_524343514748_51700225_31195871_1570002_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-1966948400100348807</id><published>2009-12-07T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:44:21.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recent events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;White Christmas:  Friday night I went to the High School's production of White Christmas.  At Brad's memorial service his family asked people to donate money to the theater program instead of sending flowers, a lot of money was donated, and it was put into this production.  The play was dedicated to Brad.  It was really neat.  A lot of people came to support the play and everyone who were friends/family of brad sat together filling up a big chunk of the auditorium.  The play was really good.  I enjoyed it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday Party: Jacque threw me an amazing birthday party.  tons of people came and we played games like eye to eye, twister, and MAFIA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3k0Choh5I/AAAAAAAAANU/1gCgFVGimHw/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3k0Choh5I/AAAAAAAAANU/1gCgFVGimHw/s320/fall+time+once+again+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733909851473810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Eryn and Brooke were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3k0nfYIeI/AAAAAAAAANc/Id0vkj6MvXk/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3k0nfYIeI/AAAAAAAAANc/Id0vkj6MvXk/s320/fall+time+once+again+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733919774122466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Michael Gibb was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kz5UkyhI/AAAAAAAAANM/FeWcm4mcjiw/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kz5UkyhI/AAAAAAAAANM/FeWcm4mcjiw/s320/fall+time+once+again+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733907380783634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Nathan Harold Doty was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kzccjfJI/AAAAAAAAANE/QxjXamBdE5Q/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kzccjfJI/AAAAAAAAANE/QxjXamBdE5Q/s320/fall+time+once+again+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733899629624466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  my favorite 80s enthusiasts Kristin and John were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3ky4VdxVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q6xgX74my2U/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3ky4VdxVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q6xgX74my2U/s320/fall+time+once+again+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733889936213330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        and of course Jacque.  she made me a delicious cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving:&lt;br /&gt;my parents came home for the week. It was fun to spend time with them. We went to Dana and Chad's house for thanksgiving dinner. It was delicious and very entertaining. There were multiple photoshoots directed by chad that had me laughing so hard I almost peed my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kW-l-T3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/F0RbpKghq-M/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kW-l-T3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/F0RbpKghq-M/s320/fall+time+once+again+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733410579730290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kWsnTdLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z_T4Win-dxs/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kWsnTdLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z_T4Win-dxs/s320/fall+time+once+again+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733405753472178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kWVvsqiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/TuN0_lWTEKA/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kWVvsqiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/TuN0_lWTEKA/s320/fall+time+once+again+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733399614663202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kWIAc_aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6Me0Ug4aSII/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kWIAc_aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6Me0Ug4aSII/s320/fall+time+once+again+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733395926842786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kVttISTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OtF5i2gyHsM/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3kVttISTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OtF5i2gyHsM/s320/fall+time+once+again+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733388866472242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jP317nII/AAAAAAAAAMM/ko5AkMQX-TA/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jP317nII/AAAAAAAAAMM/ko5AkMQX-TA/s320/fall+time+once+again+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412732188996902018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jPeoQszI/AAAAAAAAAME/24kB2miuR7U/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jPeoQszI/AAAAAAAAAME/24kB2miuR7U/s320/fall+time+once+again+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412732182228677426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jPCcCzAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hGj_OUqzjBs/s1600-h/_DSC4273_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jPCcCzAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hGj_OUqzjBs/s320/_DSC4273_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412732174661241858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo shoot 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jO37VncI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fL2ZprWolwM/s1600-h/_DSC4268_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jO37VncI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fL2ZprWolwM/s320/_DSC4268_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412732171839708610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo shoot 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jOgEN-BI/AAAAAAAAALs/qD-LwQcWbS4/s1600-h/_DSC4249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3jOgEN-BI/AAAAAAAAALs/qD-LwQcWbS4/s320/_DSC4249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412732165434505234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo shoot 3 haha&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/332530886023567653-1966948400100348807?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/1966948400100348807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/12/recent-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1966948400100348807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/1966948400100348807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/12/recent-events.html' title='recent events'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sx3k0Choh5I/AAAAAAAAANU/1gCgFVGimHw/s72-c/fall+time+once+again+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-7925886805924065878</id><published>2009-11-02T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:27:04.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>So I rarely celebrate Halloween.  I don't really know why I don't, but I have never really gotten into it.  Well this year I celebrated it.  double time.  I went to a costume dance on friday, and another one on saturday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xFEkh5aI/AAAAAAAAALE/5vEzp2SU3sQ/s1600-h/16170_172173265565_582530565_3393624_476223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xFEkh5aI/AAAAAAAAALE/5vEzp2SU3sQ/s320/16170_172173265565_582530565_3393624_476223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399588441436579234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                   I was a hippie the first night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xE61nXcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JB0Sjxz6ImM/s1600-h/16170_172173175565_582530565_3393610_3040158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xE61nXcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JB0Sjxz6ImM/s320/16170_172173175565_582530565_3393610_3040158_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399588438823886274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8yC7NKBOI/AAAAAAAAALk/8rGGTztdwmI/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8yC7NKBOI/AAAAAAAAALk/8rGGTztdwmI/s320/fall+time+once+again+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399589504074515682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         and I wore my grandma's prom dress the second night&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xFgw-r3I/AAAAAAAAALU/ccl9bApHXVo/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xFgw-r3I/AAAAAAAAALU/ccl9bApHXVo/s320/fall+time+once+again+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399588449004990322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xF3Z3loI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZQBWimw0kig/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xF3Z3loI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZQBWimw0kig/s320/fall+time+once+again+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399588455082071682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun both nights!!! I think I'm going to start celebrating halloween every year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-7925886805924065878?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/7925886805924065878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7925886805924065878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7925886805924065878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Su8xFEkh5aI/AAAAAAAAALE/5vEzp2SU3sQ/s72-c/16170_172173265565_582530565_3393624_476223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-4401746616379337218</id><published>2009-10-15T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:08:01.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of fall</title><content type='html'>So it is fall.  The weather is colder.  The leaves are beautiful reds, yellows, and oranges.  oh and I am in school again.  It's exciting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking three classes, two of those have 3 hour labs attached to them.  I have class 5 days a week.  I'm taking Physics, Anatomy, and Algebra.   I'm remembering how much I love algebra, which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living alone has been better than I expected.  I miss my family of course, but it is kind of relaxing living on my own, and it's nice to get to know my little brother better.  He makes me laugh so much.  He sometimes refuses to go out in public with me because he makes me cackle.  I'm not sure why but I cannot quite my laugh.  I always make a scene.  It's embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new favorite show.  GLEE!!!  It's pretty much amazing and makes my week!! I know that sounds lame, but watch it and you will understand.  The music makes my life.  I get jealous every week because I would give my right arm to be able to be in a choir that sang music like that.  love love love.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Stf5E5U13AI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WID9ORhBb5k/s1600-h/Poster-glee-6212431-509-755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Stf5E5U13AI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WID9ORhBb5k/s320/Poster-glee-6212431-509-755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393052941302488066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Stf5FeI7hvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/60M2NbGQzTY/s1600-h/fin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Stf5FeI7hvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/60M2NbGQzTY/s320/fin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393052951184639730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting operation spice up my life. It is more difficult than it sounds.  I have been trying new things, and when I would normally find any excuse to get out of going somewhere I say "Yes, I would love to do that" instead.  Some of the new things I've been doing are first quilting.  I am making a quilt.  I can't give the details of the quilt quite yet because I don't know who reads my blog, and I don't want to give any surprises away, but as soon as I'm able to share I will.  I've also started scrap booking.  I love it.  I'm making a brad scrap book right now, and it is my pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SuZG5sxB3mI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xPz4eBG5aec/s1600-h/fall+time+once+again+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SuZG5sxB3mI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xPz4eBG5aec/s320/fall+time+once+again+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397079160533409378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a masquerade ball two weekends ago, this isn't so unusual, I go to dances all the time.  The unusual thing was I actually dressed up for the theme.  I rarely do that, and I'm not sure why, it was a lot of fun.  Jacque and I made amazing masks, and it was just all around fun fun fun.  This weekend i am going to two halloween dances.  I'm going to be a hippie.  Pictures will be coming!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-4401746616379337218?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/4401746616379337218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning-of-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4401746616379337218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/4401746616379337218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning-of-fall.html' title='the beginning of fall'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Stf5E5U13AI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WID9ORhBb5k/s72-c/Poster-glee-6212431-509-755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-3029746867455265209</id><published>2009-09-13T18:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:10:42.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Falls extravaganza</title><content type='html'>I just got back from 4 days in post falls visiting my parents.  It was tons of fun. Here are some pics from the exciting long weekend&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kKEoDQfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GN43vFO8exY/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kKEoDQfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GN43vFO8exY/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381137622724985330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kLnTHAfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/C-myVOxKvjE/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kLnTHAfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/C-myVOxKvjE/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381137649212260850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kLa_MHKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DlrnfoV14jU/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kLa_MHKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DlrnfoV14jU/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381137645907483810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kLPBz4yI/AAAAAAAAAJk/rCEVkgW6mSU/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kLPBz4yI/AAAAAAAAAJk/rCEVkgW6mSU/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381137642697253666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kKjjUzSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8suiwoWl940/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kKjjUzSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8suiwoWl940/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381137631026662690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-3029746867455265209?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/3029746867455265209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-falls-extravaganza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3029746867455265209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3029746867455265209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-falls-extravaganza.html' title='Post Falls extravaganza'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sq2kKEoDQfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GN43vFO8exY/s72-c/summer+summer+is+so+fun+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-7363783386403838650</id><published>2009-09-07T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:47:37.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>life feels really weird right now.  lots of things are very different.  First off I pretty much live alone now.  My mom moved to post falls on sunday, so it's just Kyle and I.  I work mornings, and Kyle works nights, so it's pretty much like I have a 3 bedroom 3 bath house to myself.  This as you might guess is pretty intensely lonely, but there is one perk.. I can do whatever I want whenever I want mostly I can listen to my music at full blast and dance like there is no tomorrow.  It's actually really great. haha.  I think of it as therapy really.  Who can be sad when you are dancing like a fool to ABBA and Michael Jackson?? Not me!  Another big change that is going to come to pass in a few weeks is I'm going to start school again.  I'm not nervous about school at all, I'm just nervous about the fact that it's a new school year, and it's going to be so different.  Last year I would go to classes, and immediately afterwards I would head over to Brad's house and have homework parties.  Which consisted of 15 minutes of homework, 1 hour of VH1 reality tv, and 2 hours of gossiping haha.  There is not going to be any skipping of class to go out to coffee/hot chocolate.  There isn't going to be any random zoo trips when we had a day off.  There isn't going to be any trips to the pumpkin patch.  He's not going to walk to my house when we are snowed in.  There isn't going to be any America's Next Top Model parties.  It's all going to be really strange and lonely, and in all honesty I'm terrified.  But hopefully I can be strong!  All I know is this year everyone I love better stay safe!!  It's been three years since I have had a year without tragedy and I hope this year doesn't throw me any surprises, cause I need a rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-7363783386403838650?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/7363783386403838650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7363783386403838650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7363783386403838650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-5259120738897514167</id><published>2009-08-31T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:46:35.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>so in the last two months....okay who am I kidding in the last two and a half years I have gone through some pretty intense stuff, and I know I haven't always gone through it with a smile on my face.  Sometimes I can be a lot to deal with.  My emotions are always right on the surface and you never know when I'm going to laugh, cry, scream, or pass out from pure exhaustion.  I realize that I am a lot to take, and I do my best to try to make things easier on the people I care about, but sometimes it's just so hard to put out the effort.  The last couple days I have realized that there are people in my life that I should truly be grateful for because they have stuck with me through thick and thin.  They are the people that no matter what I know that they will stick with me until I am better.  I know that I have a ways to go, and I know they know that too, but I will never once hesitate to call them if I need them because I know they will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyukLYb-xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7AxESPIl06Q/s1600-h/meandmom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyukLYb-xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7AxESPIl06Q/s320/meandmom.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376363991727340306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom.  she probably sees the worst, but she still loves me and I love her for not sending me to the loony bin.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Spyv8h9WjHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6nPQkegNAh8/s1600-h/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Spyv8h9WjHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6nPQkegNAh8/s320/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376365509616241778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best friend Kayla Don.  Where do I even begin??  She is the most amazing person ever, and I don't know what I would do without her.  She is my connection to sanity.  She always keeps me grounded.  She calls me and texts me constantly so that I never have to be totally alone with my thoughts.  She travels all the way to Oregon to see me and to make sure I am okay.  I love her so much and I am so glad that she is my best friend&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/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Spyyf9xbucI/AAAAAAAAAJE/eNi0NhuvOp0/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Spyyf9xbucI/AAAAAAAAAJE/eNi0NhuvOp0/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376368317401119170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brothers are the best.  They buy me pepsi when I'm having a bad day, and they spend a lot of time just spending time with me.  That's all a big sister could ask for really.&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/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyukjzgrBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NhljxEpGbrc/s1600-h/whatevs+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyukjzgrBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NhljxEpGbrc/s320/whatevs+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376363998283344914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might not be able to tell who is in this picture but it's brad, me, kristin, tim, and john.  Kristin, Tim, and John have really been great friends to me.  When Brad passed away I was really worried that I was not going to be a part of that group anymore because my tie to them was gone.  But they have welcomed me with open arms, and always make sure that I am apart of anything that they are doing.  It's really nice, because I don't feel as alone in this process because they were the people there with me through everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyulI0hFvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ea00LaXJzJ8/s1600-h/fall+madness+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyulI0hFvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ea00LaXJzJ8/s320/fall+madness+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376364008219678450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa. I love your guts.  that's all I have to say about that&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Spy0Ib0uBBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KpScqE78kYU/s1600-h/3197_94064025849_563915849_2515053_7216434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Spy0Ib0uBBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KpScqE78kYU/s320/3197_94064025849_563915849_2515053_7216434_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376370112174359570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Beech. I'm going to miss this girl.  I'm going to miss going to movies, and getting slurpees and our long talks.  Emily and I haven't been friends for very long, but she has been a really good friend to me this summer, and I'm very grateful for everything she does.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyulbhuvTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/sWqfiJXREZo/s1600-h/summer+summer+is+so+fun+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyulbhuvTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/sWqfiJXREZo/s320/summer+summer+is+so+fun+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376364013241154866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacque.  She's my escape.  She is the one that takes me out and makes me do things that are fun.  When I feel like just staying at home and feeling sorry for myself she takes me out and I always have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are a lot of other people too, and don't be offended if I don't have my picture with you, like Michelle who stays up tell 1 in the morning texting me when I can't sleep.  Or Heather and Sammi.  I love all of you, and I just wanted you guys to know that your acts of kindness towards me do not go unnoticed, and that I am so grateful that I have all of you in my life&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/332530886023567653-5259120738897514167?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/5259120738897514167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/5259120738897514167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/5259120738897514167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SpyukLYb-xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7AxESPIl06Q/s72-c/meandmom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-2577690091994466190</id><published>2009-08-08T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:20:00.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>101 things that make me, me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This was actually a lot of fun.   I didn't think I could come up with 101 things about myself, but I actually did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I am 21 years old&lt;br /&gt;2. I was born in Creston British Columbia&lt;br /&gt;3. I live in Oregon City, OR&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my grandparents.  They are two very special people.  They have done so much for me as I have grown up.&lt;br /&gt;5. If I could hire someone to do something for me, it would be to do my laundry. For some reason I hate doing my laundry&lt;br /&gt;6. my specialty is spaghetti.  yummm&lt;br /&gt;7. I love taking pictures. I'm not very good at writing in a journal, I figure taking hundreds of pictures of every event in my life is the next best thing&lt;br /&gt;8. I dance and sing in the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;9. I am the oldest of three kids. I have two younger brothers&lt;br /&gt;10.  When I hear a new song that I love, I listen to it over and over again.  Sometimes I will listen to the same song all week long&lt;br /&gt;11. When I was in elementary school I loved NSYNC.  Now that I am an adult I love the Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;12. my favorite color is orange because it is such a happy color&lt;br /&gt;13. I didn't get my ears pierced until I was 19 years old.  Now I have a love for buying earrings&lt;br /&gt;14. Slurpee's help me survive from day to day.  If they were to somehow disappear I would be done for.&lt;br /&gt;15. I have a secret crush on Justin Timberlake....except it's not secret because I tell everyone.&lt;br /&gt;16. If I had my way I would never have to change out of my sweats and sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;17. I want to go to Italy one day&lt;br /&gt;18. I love to laugh&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm terrified of ghosts thanks to Bradley James and all the times we had to watch Ghost Hunters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. I am a gangsta g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;21. I watch Americas next top model faithfully.  I attend ANTM parties weekly, and have stared in an ANTM spoof&lt;br /&gt;22. I've played the piano since I was 12 years old.  I remember when I broke my arm when I was 13 I cried because I was so distraught that I wouldn't be able to play for 6 weeks. haha&lt;br /&gt;23. Never Shout Never is amazing to me because one the man is emo, two his songs are mostly acoustic, he has a beautiful voice, and three he has lots of cool tattoos.  I know I'm not supposed to like tattoos, but in some situations tattoos are my favorite&lt;br /&gt;24. I can watch a movie 20 times and still cry at the same parts every time&lt;br /&gt;25. I like playing card games.  Skip bo, phase ten, crazy rummy, and nerts, just to name a few, are the best&lt;br /&gt;26. I have an addiction to pepsi, which is an understatement&lt;br /&gt;27. Batman is my hero&lt;br /&gt;28. my favorite numbers are 10 and 22.  10 because that was my grandpa's jersey number in every sport he played in high school, and 22 because my 8th grade year my friend tawnie decided that was the number of love and it stuck with me ever since haha&lt;br /&gt;29. I like bowling. It's one of my favorite activities&lt;br /&gt;30. My favorite book of all time is To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;31. I've had two very close friends of mine die in the last 2 and a half years.  Allison Brady and Bradley James Ventura.  Both very different people, but two people I loved dearly, and two people who have taught me so much about the kind of person I want to become&lt;br /&gt;32. My favorite movie of all time is Dirty Dancing, I have the whole thing memorized...you think I'm joking, but I am not.  I can quote the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;33. I love sunday afternoon naps&lt;br /&gt;34. I prefer swimming in a lake over a river or an ocean&lt;br /&gt;35. I like bubble baths&lt;br /&gt;36. I once was a member of the backstreet boys and I have a movie to prove it&lt;br /&gt;37. I have a weird obsession with emo boys&lt;br /&gt;38. I'm not a day person. I love the night.  I am like a bat. or some might say possum.&lt;br /&gt;39. I will eat mac and cheese tell the day that I die, it won't have hot dogs in it though unless Kayla lives next door to me&lt;br /&gt;40. I am a sucker for sour cream and cheddar ruffle chips&lt;br /&gt;41. my favorite tv shows are the office and one tree hill.  I have seen every single episode of each of their 5 seasons&lt;br /&gt;42. I bite my fingernails when I am in a stressful situation or when I am about to cry and I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;43. When I start a book I usually finish it in two days because I am unable to put it down.  Even if I don't enjoy the book very much.&lt;br /&gt;44. I love music.&lt;br /&gt;45. VH1 reality tv sucks me in every time&lt;br /&gt;46. Stargazing is one of the best activities&lt;br /&gt;47. I moved around a lot when I was younger, had extremely different experiences in each place, all collectively made me who I am today&lt;br /&gt;48. Taco Bell is my favorite&lt;br /&gt;49. I'm going to school to be an ultrasound tech, but my ultimate goal is to be a stay at home mom&lt;br /&gt;50.  I always say I do things on accident no matter how ridiculous it is to say that&lt;br /&gt;51.  I sang Alto in the high school choir&lt;br /&gt;52. Peach Smoothies are my favorite at dutch brothers&lt;br /&gt;53. I love to dance.  not like dance team or anything, but free style&lt;br /&gt;54. I have a weakness for boys that play the acoustic guitar&lt;br /&gt;55. I like country music, but only country music that came from the 80s&lt;br /&gt;56. My first kiss was when I was 18. by my barn.&lt;br /&gt;57. I love anything zebra stripped or with peace signs&lt;br /&gt;58. Red Robins is the best because of their honey mustard dipping sauce.  my mouth is watering just thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;59. my best therapy is driving in my car, cranking the tunes, and singing at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;60. In college my nickname was possum, but only my close friends called me that haha&lt;br /&gt;61. I love movies.  I like to watch new ones, but I love watching my favorites over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;62. My car's name is Bertha. She is my granny wagon and I am proud of it&lt;br /&gt;63. My favorite class in High School was history.  I always wished that I lived in the 50s&lt;br /&gt;64. when most people want to go to hawaii or somewhere tropical on their future vacations, I want to go to graceland.&lt;br /&gt;65. I've been in love before&lt;br /&gt;66. I like sudoku puzzles&lt;br /&gt;67. I'm addicted to text messaging&lt;br /&gt;68. There is nothing better than getting a random phone call from a friend you haven't talked to in awhile&lt;br /&gt;69. I could watch CSI: all day and never get bored of it&lt;br /&gt;70. crying gets rid of my stress&lt;br /&gt;71. One day I want to go back on some sort of church history tour again&lt;br /&gt;72. Johnny Castle was my first love&lt;br /&gt;73. I love gangsta g reunions.  Kayla Don is the funnest girl ever&lt;br /&gt;74. I've kissed 8 boys in my life&lt;br /&gt;75. I love sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;76. I was in one play in high school.  "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat"  it was one of my favorite times in high school&lt;br /&gt;77. I once climbed a mountain. my biggest accomplishment I believe&lt;br /&gt;78. Some of my best and worst memories took place in the same place, Rexburg, ID&lt;br /&gt;79. I'm not a huge animal person, but I love kittens&lt;br /&gt;80. my favorite season is fall.  I love when it's starting to get cold, and I have to wear a light jacket outside&lt;br /&gt;81. I like cheesy movies.  The cheesier it is the more I love it&lt;br /&gt;82. I always chew gum, Extra Polar Ice is my favorite&lt;br /&gt;83. I work at the Dollar Tree.  It can be fun sometimes.  I meet a lot of interesting people.&lt;br /&gt;84. I like the twilight series and I'm not afraid to admit it. yes I have a huge poster of edward up in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;85. I'm a wimp when it comes to the  freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;86.  I have a strong testimony that Joseph Smith is a prophet of God&lt;br /&gt;87. my mom is my best friend&lt;br /&gt;88. I'm terrified of fish.....&lt;br /&gt;89. I once was a member of the spice girls&lt;br /&gt;90. one of my goals in life is to own a crazy pair of pants. like zebra print or neon blue or something to that effect&lt;br /&gt;91. I've been an elvis fan since I was in the third grade. I love him.  He's so cute, love his music, his movies are hilarious too&lt;br /&gt;92. I wish I was a hippy&lt;br /&gt;93. The 80s was the best decade&lt;br /&gt;94. I had two nicknames when I was little.  Miss Mew and Darci Dee.  Neither have any meaning, and I have no idea where they came from but I have been called that since before I can remember&lt;br /&gt;95. campfires are the best.  I love just sitting around the fire with a bunch of people and just talking for hours&lt;br /&gt;96. I want to get married in the Portland Temple.  It's my favorite&lt;br /&gt;97. The most beautiful place is where I live.  I love oregon with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;98. I like staying in touch with people that meant a lot to me at some point in my life.  I am still in touch with people from when I was in the 2nd grade and lived in Canada&lt;br /&gt;99. My favorite pair of jeans are my skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;100.  I like the smell of old books&lt;br /&gt;101. I love my family and friends more than anything in the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-2577690091994466190?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/2577690091994466190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/08/101-things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2577690091994466190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2577690091994466190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/08/101-things-about-me.html' title='101 things that make me, me'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-2474247793505454826</id><published>2009-07-29T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:54:43.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kayla came to visit me!!!!! for 5 whole days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDsgqGxYcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fdrHZMNw2tQ/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDsgqGxYcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fdrHZMNw2tQ/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364047202000921026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun.  The highlight? Going to the beach for two days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at with Lyda and Mike.  Lyda was my seminary teacher in high school, and they are both just extremely amazing people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDoeWWhvUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2uI4YovlmSo/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDoeWWhvUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2uI4YovlmSo/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364042764292046146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started the trip in seaside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDofbU5xhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/710tiFIt1ME/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDofbU5xhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/710tiFIt1ME/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364042782807279122" border="0" /&gt;we went on the tilt-a-whirl.  Lots of fun, but we all felt kinda sick afterwards.  Plus not one of us had a voice due to intense screaming. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDoejI_fyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Wz_9-JiMYKw/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDoejI_fyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Wz_9-JiMYKw/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364042767724936994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we walked on the beach.  It wasn't sunny, but it was like the perfect temperature.&lt;br /&gt; Not too hot, not too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDoe2Vhw3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/dlZ5fV2AFhU/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDoe2Vhw3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/dlZ5fV2AFhU/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364042772877788018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the astoria tower/column....I'm not exactly sure which one is correct.  It was gorgeous though.  Such a beautiful view.  Totally worth the intense stair climbing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDofkn7bQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ho_psugbK8M/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDofkn7bQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ho_psugbK8M/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364042785302998274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqATjWqUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O-f4GDBvICk/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqATjWqUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O-f4GDBvICk/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364044447167719746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At about 10 that night Lyda and Mike went to bed.  I'm not going to lie I was a little nervous that we were on our way to bed also haha.  But thanks to the amazing Aaron Bean we didn't.  We went to the beach and had a bonfire instead.  It was extremely cool.  We were the only ones on the beach, and there were no stars or moon so our fire was the only light for miles.  It was a cool but eery feeling.  It was was a lot of fun though.  I heard some interesting confessions....I'll never tell haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqBZjVvEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Et7t_De3_yI/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqBZjVvEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Et7t_De3_yI/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364044465958140994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Cape Disappointment.  The lighthouse and view was amazing again.  The hike up there was probably the most fun though.  Aaron and Mike are pretty much the most hilarious boys I know.  They kept Kayla and I laughing the whole day.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqCFiGQPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/50pEw-HW9MQ/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqCFiGQPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/50pEw-HW9MQ/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364044477764092146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqBybJx9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5aF9ar_mCpc/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDqBybJx9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5aF9ar_mCpc/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364044472634689490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final event was sandcastle building.  As Kayla and I prepared to fill up little pales and make a tiny castle the boys started making the biggest sandcastle I have ever attempted to build.  It was a fun way to end the trip&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrlgdNQYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/exWrDmKysP4/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrlgdNQYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/exWrDmKysP4/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364046185798386050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrl3Lf2fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9jUKZnoT0h0/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrl3Lf2fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9jUKZnoT0h0/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364046191898122738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrlC6tN1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Bl7HV74-bew/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrlC6tN1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Bl7HV74-bew/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364046177869051730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrkrlt-HI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n3zmLfoIbaI/s1600-h/gangsta+g+summer+2009+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDrkrlt-HI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n3zmLfoIbaI/s320/gangsta+g+summer+2009+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364046171607005298" border="0" /&gt;I have the most amazing best friend ever. I'm so glad that she came to visit.&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/332530886023567653-2474247793505454826?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/2474247793505454826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/07/kaylas-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2474247793505454826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/2474247793505454826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/07/kaylas-visit.html' title='Kayla&apos;s visit'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SnDsgqGxYcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fdrHZMNw2tQ/s72-c/gangsta+g+summer+2009+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-7875250198169568328</id><published>2009-06-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:47:38.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Bradley James</title><content type='html'>I miss you. I miss you so much it hurts all the time.  I miss every single thing about you.  I miss just being with you.  We never had to do anything extravagant.  We could just sit at your house doing nothing, and i loved it.  I loved how even though you were extremely sick, you always asked me how I was doing when I came over to scratch your legs.  You were the most selfless person I have ever met.  I would be okay with being half the person you were.  I'm pretty sure you were the most loved person I have ever met.  You had this air about you that people just fell instantly in love with.  There are so many things that I miss/remember about the time we got to spend together.  I miss your love for the pussy cat dolls.  I will always remember you singing snoop dogg's part.  I miss your intense dance moves.  I miss driving to dutch and rocking out to timbaland and jack's manequinn.  I miss watching trashy VH1 shows (or VHS shows like your dad always calls it for some weird reason).  We used to spend hours watching it, I don't know why.  I miss your quotings of "Can I have your Number".  I miss spending hours sitting on the rocks at Mary S. Young Park.  I miss our backstreet boys obssession. I miss sitting by the fire at haggens.  I miss our long trips to radiation full of lots of dancing/singing/laughing.  I miss our talks. I remember founding the cove,  that is my first memory of you.  we weren't very close, but that was the beginning.  I miss your obssession with your hair. I miss sitting in the massage chairs at fred meyers for hours just talking.  I remember  muscianship class, all of our amazing projects, and the backstreet boy video that came out of it.  I miss getting random texts that didn't make sense because you didn't know how to use T9, and you refused to fix mistakes.  I miss going to Clackamas Park, and leaving soon after because the people were kinda sketchy. I miss sitting on the couch at coastals. I miss driving around in pops.  I miss our gossiping sessions.  I miss going to the park. I miss playing mafia. I miss your craziness. I miss our sparadic dance parties.  I remember having the biggest crush on you in high school haha (the cat's out of the bag).  I remember the amazing scavanger hunt you made for me when you asked me to prom.  I remember the amazing time we had at prom and how every girl was so jealous because you were the funnest date ever.  I remember how everytime we would drive at night you would almost hit a possum, and then you would laugh and laugh because that was my unfortunate nickname in college.  I miss going to our favorite coffee shop at OHSU. I miss making t-shirts. I remember our weekend in Corvallis, and singing to your ipod before we went to sleep and watching the terminator. I miss when you called me everytime you were drunk to inform me that I was mormon.  I miss making videos with you. I miss watching America's Next Top Model.  I miss 80s movie night.  I miss driving all the way to haggens just for sour candy.  I miss never having a plan, but every day we had fun together.  I miss driving with a cup on your car.  I miss your laugh. I miss scratching your legs.  I even miss rubbing your feet.  I know that there are thousands of memories that aren't on here, but it would take me weeks to write every single one of them down.  I am so glad your not in pain anymore, but I will always miss you and love you with all my heart.  I cherish the opportunity that I had to become so close to you Bradley James, I will be grateful for that for the rest of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-7875250198169568328?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/7875250198169568328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-bradley-james.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7875250198169568328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7875250198169568328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-bradley-james.html' title='Dear Bradley James'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-3840477405885720727</id><published>2009-06-23T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:18:31.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bradley James Ventura September 18th 1987-June 23rd 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SkF-cU3b6NI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9j7aeM9SRaI/s1600-h/fall+madness+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SkF-cU3b6NI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9j7aeM9SRaI/s320/fall+madness+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350696857395521746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend passed away this morning.  He was diagnosed with cancer Valentines Day 2008.  After a month of being in agonizing pain he passed away peacefully this morning.  It is a blessing.  He doesn't have to suffer anymore.  He is in heaven.  I like to think that he is with Allison and they are catching up, and Allison is thanking him for taking care of me while I went through her death, and she's throwing in a missionary lesson or two.  I'm not exactly sure why two of my greatest friends have been taken away from me so early, but I guess I just have sit back and be grateful that I had the opportunity to know them at all.  They are the greatest people ever.  They both taught me a lot.  Ask anyone either of them had ever met, and they will tell you that they loved them too.  But I got the special privilege of being their best friends.  Being the person that got to know them the best. The person that got the majority of their time.  Why am I so blessed? Though I know this, it's still been rough.  It hasn't been 24 hours since brad passed, and I already miss him so much it hurts every part of my body.  He was my life the last year and a half.  Yesterday as I rubbed his feet as he slept I had this overwhelming feeling of pure love for him, I'm glad he's not suffering anymore, but I hope he knew how much I loved him. I hope that he always knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Bradley James.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-3840477405885720727?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/3840477405885720727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/06/bradley-james-ventura-september-18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3840477405885720727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3840477405885720727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/06/bradley-james-ventura-september-18th.html' title='Bradley James Ventura September 18th 1987-June 23rd 2009'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SkF-cU3b6NI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9j7aeM9SRaI/s72-c/fall+madness+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-3491108717467246936</id><published>2009-04-24T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:45:33.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful week</title><content type='html'>This week has been one strange week.  I have had some pretty intense highs; Emily coming home from school, finding out Nate will be home on june 5th, deciding I am going to Rexburg to visit Kayla no matter what, because I miss that girl so so so much!!!! There have also been quite a few intense lows.  Mostly just being really worried and stressed out about my best friend Brad.  As most know he was diagnosed with Cancer Valentines Day 2008.  The first year consisted of chemo and 6 weeks of radiation, and he handled that extremely well.  He never got sick from it, just tired the day after.  Everything was looking really good, and the doctor's expected a full recovery in a years time.  Well in his scans after a year there was still sarcoma in his bone marrow.   The doctors told him that because the chemo hadn't already gotten rid of it that it probably wasn't going too, and that they would probably just try and maintain it.  Well about 2 or 3 weeks after that he started going numb around his ribs, and part of his face.  The doctors didn't seem too worried about it, and didn't really know what was causing (that could be a clue that they needed to figure it out!!!)  anyways, then he started getting severe back pain.  So this week he's been getting scan after scan.  Head and body.  This is what they have so far:  They found a thickness behind his lungs, they are not sure if it is sarcoma or not, because sarcoma doesn't usually present itself this way in the lungs.  They probably are going to surgically remove it, but they haven't decided that 100% yet.  His head scan was what we were the most scared about, because the numbness was getting worse, and his teeth were becoming so sensitive he wasn't able to eat solid food.  Thankfully they didn't find anything in the brain, but they did find I spot on his jaw.   Not exactly good news, but it is better than what we were dreading.  They said that they are going to do radiation on that spot.  So after a week of being so stressed out about the unknown, we now have something he and the doctors can work towards fixing, so that is comforting for now.  I was getting so worried about Brad because he is just getting so worn down, and he is in constant pain, but I think with all the results, and now working towards fixing them I think his spirit will begin to raise.  I love that kid so much.  He is like a brother to me.  Please, anyone who reads this, pray for him.  He is a very special person to me, and he needs all the prayers he can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAjUafxOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ixSKir2O1fs/s1600-h/fall+madness+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAjUafxOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ixSKir2O1fs/s320/fall+madness+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328392284652160226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAjJo0e0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/WQlijpG4rx0/s1600-h/2628_572981360534_193307173_33358009_2058653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAjJo0e0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/WQlijpG4rx0/s320/2628_572981360534_193307173_33358009_2058653_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328392281759447874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAi8tch2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/qb_cnOm5R4s/s1600-h/darci%27s+pictures+of+summer+funness+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAi8tch2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/qb_cnOm5R4s/s320/darci%27s+pictures+of+summer+funness+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328392278289188706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAi9dWI4I/AAAAAAAAADw/YVp9GWNpSp4/s1600-h/whatevs+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAi9dWI4I/AAAAAAAAADw/YVp9GWNpSp4/s320/whatevs+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328392278490096514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAiSQbAqI/AAAAAAAAADo/gXbHpJus2R8/s1600-h/whatevs+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAiSQbAqI/AAAAAAAAADo/gXbHpJus2R8/s320/whatevs+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328392266893165218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just adore this boy so much!! He is such an insperation to me and everyone he comes in contact with.  I just feel so grateful for the chance i have gotten to get so close to him.  I love him to death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-3491108717467246936?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/3491108717467246936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/04/stressful-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3491108717467246936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/3491108717467246936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/04/stressful-week.html' title='Stressful week'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SfJAjUafxOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ixSKir2O1fs/s72-c/fall+madness+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-7499942119303438886</id><published>2009-04-04T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:49:02.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Madness</title><content type='html'>Last week was spring Break. I decided instead of going to a warm place like say Arizona or California, I went north to visit my grandparents in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be a lot of fun.  I drove up with my aunt lisa.  That was a lot of fun. She is a really awesome aunt, I'm so lucky for her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffL0Bvi3I/AAAAAAAAACY/CBqegpuVsa4/s1600-h/fall+madness+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffL0Bvi3I/AAAAAAAAACY/CBqegpuVsa4/s320/fall+madness+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320966878799039346" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfikr_p0hI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ctCoNDNS-s/s1600-h/fall+madness+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfikr_p0hI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ctCoNDNS-s/s320/fall+madness+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320970604674404882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and Dana and their kids were already there waiting for us to arrive.  It was a lot of fun hanging out with my cousins, because I really haven't in a very long time.  They are funny kids.  We spent most of our time doing puzzles, and spent one day up at the church playing basketball and soccer.  On more than one occasion you could find us watching game shows from the 70s.&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/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffL-TLmuI/AAAAAAAAACI/WnlRPT1Y-Zc/s1600-h/2606_1115332999268_1105231717_30367576_7658911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffL-TLmuI/AAAAAAAAACI/WnlRPT1Y-Zc/s320/2606_1115332999268_1105231717_30367576_7658911_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320966881556536034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dill Pickle chips yummmm&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffLye_69I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7jK5-rXuIK0/s1600-h/2606_1115333039269_1105231717_30367577_2531250_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffLye_69I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7jK5-rXuIK0/s320/2606_1115333039269_1105231717_30367577_2531250_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320966878384876498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffLnyWkzI/AAAAAAAAACA/U4HkTDeHVCM/s1600-h/2606_1115332959267_1105231717_30367575_2070190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffLnyWkzI/AAAAAAAAACA/U4HkTDeHVCM/s320/2606_1115332959267_1105231717_30367575_2070190_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320966875513262898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             puzzles&lt;br /&gt;I spent one day with my grandma and grandpa pedersen.  It was a day full of me kicking their trash at skipbo, visiting over delicious pizza and broster house, and looking at all my pictures and informing my grandma on what I have been up to lately.  It was a lot of fun to catch up with them, because I don't get to see them as often as i would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfg33CigcI/AAAAAAAAACw/dH2MtDtecSI/s1600-h/fall+madness+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfg33CigcI/AAAAAAAAACw/dH2MtDtecSI/s320/fall+madness+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320968735033557442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfg3oZUrsI/AAAAAAAAACo/6zxcvvuCUqE/s1600-h/fall+madness+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfg3oZUrsI/AAAAAAAAACo/6zxcvvuCUqE/s320/fall+madness+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320968731102588610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfg4IiRlZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WQc8qkBkmKo/s1600-h/fall+madness+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/Sdfg4IiRlZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WQc8qkBkmKo/s320/fall+madness+158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320968739730068882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     my grandma has some anger issues.....&lt;br /&gt;also while we were there grandma got 50 baby chicks mailed to her.  They were so adorable, but like the Rennakers we are, all we talked about the whole way home from picking them up was what delicious dinners they were going to be one day. haha not appropriate.  But we were all so excited when they came.  kali the most. She went out and checked on them every 20 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilCcME4I/AAAAAAAAADI/PtBkj0DzEZU/s1600-h/fall+madness+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilCcME4I/AAAAAAAAADI/PtBkj0DzEZU/s320/fall+madness+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320970610699670402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                we were so excited to get the baby chicks!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilM3Oj-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9L8HpdpQzEc/s1600-h/fall+madness+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilM3Oj-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9L8HpdpQzEc/s320/fall+madness+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320970613497434082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilSJZBFI/AAAAAAAAADY/LG0ivtlNab4/s1600-h/fall+madness+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilSJZBFI/AAAAAAAAADY/LG0ivtlNab4/s320/fall+madness+169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320970614915794002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilZ6P9WI/AAAAAAAAADg/jKDu7hNC9FU/s1600-h/fall+madness+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdfilZ6P9WI/AAAAAAAAADg/jKDu7hNC9FU/s320/fall+madness+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320970616999769442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-7499942119303438886?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/7499942119303438886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7499942119303438886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7499942119303438886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-madness.html' title='Spring Break Madness'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SdffL0Bvi3I/AAAAAAAAACY/CBqegpuVsa4/s72-c/fall+madness+176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-6636810428414351627</id><published>2009-03-05T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:09:29.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my precious slideshow of events from the last couple years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-41.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107869072193&amp;amp;site=widget-41.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107869072193&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p1/3530822107869072193/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I'm an awful blogger...kayla tells me this every day haha.  I'm trying to get better, so I'm going to do a catch up blog and hopefully stay on top of it from now on.  Lets see lots of new stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kayla came to visit me after Christmas.  That seems like so long ago, but it was so much fun.  We did lots of fun things, but it doesn't really matter what we do, just being able to spend time with my gangsta g is amazing.  We always have so much fun, and I never laugh as much as I do when I'm with her.  Next Gangsta G reunion is June 13th, the countdown will start soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_0KG8oI/AAAAAAAAABw/KQSwJgQe_ik/s1600-h/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_0KG8oI/AAAAAAAAABw/KQSwJgQe_ik/s320/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306883028235514498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_uQ9zeI/AAAAAAAAABg/90S48Fe-Scw/s1600-h/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_uQ9zeI/AAAAAAAAABg/90S48Fe-Scw/s320/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306883026653662690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_oabw5I/AAAAAAAAABo/Wdb7IK-i4x0/s1600-h/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_oabw5I/AAAAAAAAABo/Wdb7IK-i4x0/s320/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306883025082762130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_VNWjZI/AAAAAAAAABY/yz7iZcbteDU/s1600-h/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_VNWjZI/AAAAAAAAABY/yz7iZcbteDU/s320/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306883019927621010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kind of exciting, I met an amazing guy.  His name is Taylor Brown  We knew each other a little bit before his mission, but I was sitting in Institute minding my own business when he came and sat next to me, we started talking then badda bing badda boom it's pretty much been the best month ever getting to spend time with him.  He took me out for Valentines day. Asking me out with a precious cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXR3zCW8cI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LED8Tcp8MKg/s1600-h/fall+madness+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXR3zCW8cI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LED8Tcp8MKg/s320/fall+madness+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306878492449108418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of course I had to say yes :)  He took me to a really nice restaurant called Amadeus.  We had a private room overlooking the river.  It was pretty much amazing.  After dinner we opened presents (we gave each other the same thing!), went to a friends house to play games, got slurpees, played rock band, and watched top gun.  All in all the best valentines day ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXSzMTG8nI/AAAAAAAAAA4/F0eU5dQZQaY/s1600-h/fall+madness+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXSzMTG8nI/AAAAAAAAAA4/F0eU5dQZQaY/s320/fall+madness+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306879512842531442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXSzOM8HFI/AAAAAAAAABA/4JOIeEcyOyk/s1600-h/fall+madness+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXSzOM8HFI/AAAAAAAAABA/4JOIeEcyOyk/s320/fall+madness+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306879513353526354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brad is officially done with Chemo!!! As of yesterday, feb. 24th.  It's been quite the year, going to chemo after chemo, and 6 weeks of radiation everyday, but Brad has been an insperation to everyone he has come in contact with since he was diagnosed.  Especially me.  I feel more than grateful that I got to be apart of this journey with him.  I have learned so much about the type of person I want to be by getting to see how Brad has dealt with this.  His scans are in a week or so, so pray that he will be completely cancer free!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXUKTU0B7I/AAAAAAAAABI/JqHYvOp-Yto/s1600-h/fall+madness+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXUKTU0B7I/AAAAAAAAABI/JqHYvOp-Yto/s320/fall+madness+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306881009377347506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXUKuAX0xI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RmGhJ8ffsZo/s1600-h/fall+madness+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXUKuAX0xI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RmGhJ8ffsZo/s320/fall+madness+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306881016539370258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HE HAS HAIR!!!!&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/332530886023567653-452853332284327405?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/452853332284327405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/452853332284327405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/452853332284327405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_okOdPWfDQ/SaXV_0KG8oI/AAAAAAAAABw/KQSwJgQe_ik/s72-c/gangsta+g+reunion+christmas+addition+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332530886023567653.post-7923324092452830203</id><published>2008-12-21T23:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:34:58.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ultimate count down</title><content type='html'>Christmas is cool, but gangsta g reunions are better!  In 8 days my best friend is going to be here, and we are going to have more fun in 5 days than most people have in a lifetime.  I have the craziest, most fun best friend ever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332530886023567653-7923324092452830203?l=imagangstag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/feeds/7923324092452830203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2008/12/ultimate-count-down_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7923324092452830203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332530886023567653/posts/default/7923324092452830203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagangstag.blogspot.com/2008/12/ultimate-count-down_21.html' title='The ultimate count down'/><author><name>First Comes Love Then Comes Marriage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266363345965052499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghX9Af-FcfQ/Th8m9OXp-hI/AAAAAAAAAZk/I75E5Foc42Q/s220/IMG_8696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
