<?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-4801628874216287281</id><updated>2011-08-16T12:46:48.394-07:00</updated><category term='Gabby and Me at Jack&apos;s Mannequin'/><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXjZ9B27I/AAAAAAAABYM/QeCMMRAEAKs/s1600-h/IMG_3238.JPG'/><title type='text'>simply stated</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3783527128054279769</id><published>2010-10-11T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:46:08.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Mission</title><content type='html'>As for now, I'm signing off of my blog! I am gone on a mission to Ecuador for the LDS church and won't return until March of 2012! So until then, buena suerte!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My MTC address:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Sister Katie Salmon&lt;br /&gt;MTC Mailbox # 273&lt;br /&gt;ECU-GUAS 1213&lt;br /&gt;2005 N 900 E&lt;br /&gt;Provo, UT 84604-1793&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/4801628874216287281-3783527128054279769?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3783527128054279769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3783527128054279769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3783527128054279769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3783527128054279769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-mission.html' title='On a Mission'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-4804472804924981501</id><published>2010-09-30T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T17:54:37.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went to Ohio for about a week and a half and had so much fun spending all that time with my sis and her family! Below are pictures of me and my best buddy that she insisted on taking. I feel like I just had to post them on here so everyone could see her talent in photography and hair-doing skills. She loves to take pictures and to braid my hair. I love it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKZI0rF1I/AAAAAAAAB_g/ea-EsqT18tE/s1600/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKZI0rF1I/AAAAAAAAB_g/ea-EsqT18tE/s400/IMG_4358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522902313765377874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKXCkqUiI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/dPjQYBNusmU/s1600/IMG_4324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKXCkqUiI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/dPjQYBNusmU/s400/IMG_4324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522902277727867426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a pose she put me in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKVAftTyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/yngMp6ityVA/s1600/IMG_4336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKVAftTyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/yngMp6ityVA/s400/IMG_4336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522902242810482466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKBb4mGrI/AAAAAAAAB_I/-yICUOHt904/s1600/IMG_4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKBb4mGrI/AAAAAAAAB_I/-yICUOHt904/s400/IMG_4367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901906565241522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKAZw2d2I/AAAAAAAAB_A/3AGXvEe08lA/s1600/IMG_4384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKAZw2d2I/AAAAAAAAB_A/3AGXvEe08lA/s400/IMG_4384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901888816019298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my lovely hairdo by Gracie herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJ_sdRWOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/mjIf8AQ9t9g/s1600/IMG_4398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJ_sdRWOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/mjIf8AQ9t9g/s400/IMG_4398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901876654299362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is with Jack and Gracie the day we went to Amish Country. So fun! But I must say that my sis, Lara, could rival with the best of them in making Amish Friendship Bread. So yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJ-hMvcTI/AAAAAAAAB-w/SsERYYwQ0Us/s1600/IMG_4399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJ-hMvcTI/AAAAAAAAB-w/SsERYYwQ0Us/s400/IMG_4399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901856452309298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another day we went to an outdoor market and we ate fresh corn just like Nacho Libre style. Gracie kept saying, "Get that corn out of my face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJ-DS9rTI/AAAAAAAAB-o/bpxxKlRdpr0/s1600/IMG_4406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJ-DS9rTI/AAAAAAAAB-o/bpxxKlRdpr0/s400/IMG_4406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901848425344306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammy digging right into a juicy peach. Can't blame the kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJYcgPrAI/AAAAAAAAB-g/2MjghEIAP6w/s1600/IMG_4416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJYcgPrAI/AAAAAAAAB-g/2MjghEIAP6w/s400/IMG_4416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901202356907010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is the biggest swing I've ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJX9FIOUI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Uf-BMvkhgE8/s1600/IMG_4421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJX9FIOUI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Uf-BMvkhgE8/s400/IMG_4421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901193921673538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJXer2tFI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/35CQDON8hNY/s1600/IMG_4429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJXer2tFI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/35CQDON8hNY/s400/IMG_4429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901185762604114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJWvpamBI/AAAAAAAAB-I/x7pLH5ivBFk/s1600/IMG_4428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJWvpamBI/AAAAAAAAB-I/x7pLH5ivBFk/s400/IMG_4428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901173135906834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJV2Pa_CI/AAAAAAAAB-A/GRkYG8EEM3E/s1600/IMG_4433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVJV2Pa_CI/AAAAAAAAB-A/GRkYG8EEM3E/s400/IMG_4433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522901157726059554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was able to spend lots of quality time with Matt at the dental school because he did LOTS of dental work on me! Thanks Matt, you are a pro and I'd recommend you any day (seriously)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVIhvhUfuI/AAAAAAAAB9o/vR-6-0LGzWk/s1600/IMG_4439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVIhvhUfuI/AAAAAAAAB9o/vR-6-0LGzWk/s400/IMG_4439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522900262568885986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last little while in preparing for my mission, I have had a really hard time finding non-frumpy, cute skirts for my mission. So Lara decided to make my life a little easier and sew some for me! She is amazing at that. She made about 7 skirts in one week and so all us girls had to model them for church on Sunday. Thanks Lara! I am glad I don't have to wear any jumpers ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVIfwpzo7I/AAAAAAAAB9g/m6LmvOVtBYY/s1600/IMG_4446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVIfwpzo7I/AAAAAAAAB9g/m6LmvOVtBYY/s400/IMG_4446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522900228513178546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVIeHljZNI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/IoJJkUJqjqg/s1600/IMG_4447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVIeHljZNI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/IoJJkUJqjqg/s400/IMG_4447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522900200309613778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: you know it's a good trip when you've got a new wardrobe and a new smile to show for it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-4804472804924981501?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/4804472804924981501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=4804472804924981501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4804472804924981501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4804472804924981501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/09/ohio.html' title='Ohio'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TKVKZI0rF1I/AAAAAAAAB_g/ea-EsqT18tE/s72-c/IMG_4358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7929005511880501727</id><published>2010-09-08T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:49:04.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>u-haulin with dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dad and I made another famous cross-country trip in about 36 hours, but this time it was from Virginia to Arizona. I don't know if you've heard the news, but my parents are moving back to AZ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; they are moving right back into our old house! As for me, it's off to Ecuador. But, Dad had to be back in AZ sooner than Mom, so we loaded up the old U-Haul and drove. Of course I had to take pictures along the way to document our course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPYyUt9zI/AAAAAAAAB7g/yEy-U7M6dl4/s1600/IMG_4259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPYyUt9zI/AAAAAAAAB7g/yEy-U7M6dl4/s400/IMG_4259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514674662215120690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I thought my brother, Jake, would like this sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRXVl8BxI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Y-hH7Yb2-Kg/s1600/IMG_4226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRXVl8BxI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Y-hH7Yb2-Kg/s400/IMG_4226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676836346103570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On a road trip with Dad, these are the kind of signs that usually reel us (ehm...him) in. Honestly, I don't mind all the little stops at the Indian trading posts, boot shops, knife shops, or Harley stores because Dad likes it so much and I just like to be with Dad. And it's all the more fun to see the cowboy side of every state. I wish I had a picture of the coon-skin hat he bought me to wear while sittin' in in U-Haul. It was pretty sweet and kept my head warm the whole trip&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRWfROzSI/AAAAAAAAB9A/PY0jROAruc4/s1600/IMG_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRWfROzSI/AAAAAAAAB9A/PY0jROAruc4/s400/IMG_4227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676821763738914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I joked with Dad after a few little stops that Dad insisted were tradition when traveling across country and said, "I'm a little worried we're never going to get out of Tennessee."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRV-uBDMI/AAAAAAAAB84/ItBTDvwPZhM/s1600/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRV-uBDMI/AAAAAAAAB84/ItBTDvwPZhM/s400/IMG_4228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676813026102466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must say though, my favorite stop was Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee. Dad &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; Elvis. He is practically the man himself! I remember watching Elvis movies with Dad growing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRAELWz4I/AAAAAAAAB8w/xkUgUkKEvU4/s1600/IMG_4256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgRAELWz4I/AAAAAAAAB8w/xkUgUkKEvU4/s400/IMG_4256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676436534218626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ_RuEL4I/AAAAAAAAB8o/FmmXx1omU34/s1600/IMG_4245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ_RuEL4I/AAAAAAAAB8o/FmmXx1omU34/s400/IMG_4245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676422989590402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ8A0DuOI/AAAAAAAAB8g/AAV6KVn-CgY/s1600/IMG_4253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ8A0DuOI/AAAAAAAAB8g/AAV6KVn-CgY/s400/IMG_4253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676366911715554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ7ft3qRI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/1PmzsjLGQis/s1600/IMG_4230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ7ft3qRI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/1PmzsjLGQis/s400/IMG_4230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676358027389202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ6wDEETI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/PAxeqOTuXSM/s1600/IMG_4233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQ6wDEETI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/PAxeqOTuXSM/s400/IMG_4233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676345231380786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQCwGQenI/AAAAAAAAB8I/N5dUrEEb674/s1600/IMG_4237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQCwGQenI/AAAAAAAAB8I/N5dUrEEb674/s400/IMG_4237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514675383172102770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQB1APBFI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_ArUNUn2gdk/s1600/IMG_4240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQB1APBFI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_ArUNUn2gdk/s400/IMG_4240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514675367309149266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have to admit that I gained a greater appreciation for Elvis and Dad that day. My favorite was when Dad said that he felt so fulfilled now that he had taken 3 of his 4 children to Graceland. Lara... your the last one&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQBXNpwaI/AAAAAAAAB74/Li__vxdDMFs/s1600/IMG_4242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQBXNpwaI/AAAAAAAAB74/Li__vxdDMFs/s400/IMG_4242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514675359312363938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQAkCcflI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Le8P07f0Kjc/s1600/IMG_4248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgQAkCcflI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Le8P07f0Kjc/s400/IMG_4248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514675345575149138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Along the trip we stopped at our favorite Cracker Barrel 3-4 different times. Nothing beats good country home-cookin' on the road. And I bet you didn't know this (I didn't because I'm not usually gearin' to go out to eat that time of morning) but Cracker Barrel is open at 6 a.m. for the early birds. And at that time of morning on our trip we had usually already been on the road for about 1 1/2 hours and were ready to stop for some grub. Like I always say, "The early bird gets the squirrel.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgP_1vrWCI/AAAAAAAAB7o/wJ73WlIn9ao/s1600/IMG_4258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgP_1vrWCI/AAAAAAAAB7o/wJ73WlIn9ao/s400/IMG_4258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514675333148399650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPYFXFH0I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Tkux7cSkJKA/s1600/IMG_4260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPYFXFH0I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Tkux7cSkJKA/s400/IMG_4260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514674650145431362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our trip we loved singing loud and proud to The Beatles and The Beach Boys...Oh, and Elvis of course! I had so much fun just being with Dad and enjoying the open road together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPXWLm0pI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/WfVARGkREGw/s1600/IMG_4261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPXWLm0pI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/WfVARGkREGw/s400/IMG_4261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514674637480841874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;New Mexico was another treat! Dad was raised in Albuquerque and so he took me back to some of his favorite hot spots as a kid. We did not, however, plan to encounter this snake on the way into the motel. We drove our u-haul 2x over that beast to flatten him to a pancake but he was a fighter. He was still alive after being run over twice! Eww, I hate those things&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPWrDgv3I/AAAAAAAAB7I/13FIVPSWGRA/s1600/IMG_4262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPWrDgv3I/AAAAAAAAB7I/13FIVPSWGRA/s400/IMG_4262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514674625904164722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This is where Dad had his first taco ever and that is something to be remembered! I don't remember my first time because I think I have had them ever since I could eat normal foods. It is one of Mom's staples&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I do remember a picture of Dad when he was young, standing next to an Indian in full headdress and that picture was taken here at Old Town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPWKnIbvI/AAAAAAAAB7A/km0ASVeqFGc/s1600/IMG_4264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPWKnIbvI/AAAAAAAAB7A/km0ASVeqFGc/s400/IMG_4264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514674617195196146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;These little monkeys reminded me of my cute nephew, Sam, who can't go anywhere without his sock monkey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGP4_ya6I/AAAAAAAAB64/0SHBJzMU5NI/s1600/IMG_4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGP4_ya6I/AAAAAAAAB64/0SHBJzMU5NI/s400/IMG_4265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514523876294552482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After we got to AZ, I went with Dad to this luncheon that he thought he was going to speak at. Little did he know that he was being honored at it. It's a good thing his secretary is one of my closest friends! Thanks Em! But it was so special. He was given the first Distinguished Advocate award to represent the newly founded Mitch Menlove foundation. Mitch was one of my Dad's closest friends and associates and he suddenly passed away of a heart attack at age 36 in July, leaving his wife and 4 children. It was devastating. So when they awarded this to my Dad and when his and Mitch's picture flashed on the big screen, we were all a little emotional and so touched. What an honor and what a good man to remember&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGPWyvgFI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ahOgmGJwXuo/s1600/IMG_4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGPWyvgFI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ahOgmGJwXuo/s400/IMG_4271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514523867113029714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I had a lot of fun with Jake, Sarah, and Charlee this trip. Thanks for spending so much time with me!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGO8lPNoI/AAAAAAAAB6o/6ISvSeSK0F0/s1600/2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGO8lPNoI/AAAAAAAAB6o/6ISvSeSK0F0/s400/2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514523860077065858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGOvFVfcI/AAAAAAAAB6g/a2Qmd8SsR10/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGOvFVfcI/AAAAAAAAB6g/a2Qmd8SsR10/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514523856453598658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Little Charlee Horse is such a pleasant baby and I LOVE her to death&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGOEZR_2I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Wgz7WUhCKR8/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIeGOEZR_2I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Wgz7WUhCKR8/s400/18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514523844994531170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm so sad I didn't get pictures with Kim and all my other friends that I spent time with! Until next time! Thanks guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: Sometimes U just need to Haul yourself across country to experience the finer things in life... like walking where "The King" has walked in his "Blue Suede Shoes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7929005511880501727?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7929005511880501727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7929005511880501727&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7929005511880501727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7929005511880501727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/09/u-haulin-to-az.html' title='u-haulin with dad'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TIgPYyUt9zI/AAAAAAAAB7g/yEy-U7M6dl4/s72-c/IMG_4259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-2877785249486982990</id><published>2010-08-13T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:58:58.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope they call me on a mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMu8AZ-YI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yF19I4PJBrc/s1600/IMG_4115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMu8AZ-YI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yF19I4PJBrc/s400/IMG_4115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101595028355458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; moment finally arrived! My parents called me on my way home from work with the words I'd been waiting to hear, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's here!" &lt;/span&gt; I was so sure since deciding to go on a mission that I was going stateside and somewhere VERY cold. The above picture is me playing it cool while shaking in my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMuV8fOVI/AAAAAAAAB6I/IOfTnCOK_AI/s1600/IMG_4118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMuV8fOVI/AAAAAAAAB6I/IOfTnCOK_AI/s400/IMG_4118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101584811374930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me so happy and in shock to find out that instead of going somewhere freezing (of which I was so sure), I am going to Ecuador baby! The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ecuador, Guayaquil South&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mission Nurse Specialist&lt;/span&gt; to be exact. I have no idea what that means, but I am SO excited! Mom and Dad were behind me, while Jake and Sarah were Skyping with me in the background and Matt was on speaker phone (I love their happy faces in the background). I report October 13 and will be gone for 18 months preachin' the gospel to the people of Ecuador! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMuO0o2kI/AAAAAAAAB6A/KDgx9cNwQtg/s1600/IMG_4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMuO0o2kI/AAAAAAAAB6A/KDgx9cNwQtg/s400/IMG_4122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101582899403330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jake and Matt immediately got on the internet to show me pictures and tell me everything they could find about Ecuador. Above is the delightful city of Guayaquil. I also found out the Gallapagos Islands are in my mission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My guess is I won't be spending much time there, but a girl can dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMtjQ6vTI/AAAAAAAAB54/2QwMUuWYJS0/s1600/IMG_4124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMtjQ6vTI/AAAAAAAAB54/2QwMUuWYJS0/s400/IMG_4124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101571206855986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is us being so happy and Jake telling all about how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;great the mission is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMtYEsdJI/AAAAAAAAB5w/iinfRfonAkY/s1600/IMG_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMtYEsdJI/AAAAAAAAB5w/iinfRfonAkY/s400/IMG_4127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101568202798226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me calling everyone and their cousin after I got my call. I am so excited and I really can't wait. I've wanted to go on a mission for so long and it never seemed to fall into place until now. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: Patience in life is never easy, but oh so worth it. Hasta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-2877785249486982990?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/2877785249486982990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=2877785249486982990&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2877785249486982990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2877785249486982990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hope-they-call-me-on-mission.html' title='i hope they call me on a mission'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYMu8AZ-YI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yF19I4PJBrc/s72-c/IMG_4115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1716916292012455522</id><published>2010-08-13T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:20:48.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>newport, ca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Our family had such a fabulous vacation in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Newport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this summer and it felt so good to be back at one of our favorite spots. We lounged on the beach, played in the waves, watched movies, played cards, ate at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane's Corndog's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my personal fav), had BBQ's, did&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; fit tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; workouts, played catch, squeezed the babies, soaked up the sun, and enjoyed every aspect of beach life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYErOre9BI/AAAAAAAAB4I/r8LPj0ri5xA/s1600/IMG_4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYErOre9BI/AAAAAAAAB4I/r8LPj0ri5xA/s400/IMG_4148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505092735228376082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYD3OZ-QkI/AAAAAAAAB3g/PRjz0bkmYXU/s1600/IMG_4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYD3OZ-QkI/AAAAAAAAB3g/PRjz0bkmYXU/s400/IMG_4136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505091841801732674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYEqn8R8RI/AAAAAAAAB4A/lKpi3hCwd4k/s1600/IMG_4152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYEqn8R8RI/AAAAAAAAB4A/lKpi3hCwd4k/s400/IMG_4152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505092724829843730" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYD22q6sbI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ojPC1sslqLw/s1600/IMG_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYD22q6sbI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ojPC1sslqLw/s400/IMG_4139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505091835430351282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYD2Q24C1I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/J-a2RLzyzbM/s1600/IMG_4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYD1S7oOaI/AAAAAAAAB3A/PwXoONeMlCM/s400/IMG_4145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505091808656898466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYEpb0mOdI/AAAAAAAAB3o/5PtERdzWy4I/s1600/IMG_4161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYEpb0mOdI/AAAAAAAAB3o/5PtERdzWy4I/s400/IMG_4161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505092704396523986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGMMabypI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/XO0Z8MWcFwA/s1600/IMG_4179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGMMabypI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/XO0Z8MWcFwA/s400/IMG_4179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505094401067305618" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYLGnQv2VI/AAAAAAAAB5g/88vVyXECMgg/s1600/IMG_4166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYLGnQv2VI/AAAAAAAAB5g/88vVyXECMgg/s400/IMG_4166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505099802753358162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYLHYcx3rI/AAAAAAAAB5o/bWz_lwsVbBo/s1600/IMG_4167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYLHYcx3rI/AAAAAAAAB5o/bWz_lwsVbBo/s400/IMG_4167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505099815957159602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGLFaAwzI/AAAAAAAAB5I/fPOzBpVEU0Q/s1600/IMG_4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGLFaAwzI/AAAAAAAAB5I/fPOzBpVEU0Q/s400/IMG_4205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505094382006616882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGKy2YaMI/AAAAAAAAB5A/UGAgZHta1JU/s1600/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGKy2YaMI/AAAAAAAAB5A/UGAgZHta1JU/s400/IMG_4219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505094377025333442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGLq4hMWI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q8nMzznOOb8/s1600/IMG_4200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGLq4hMWI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q8nMzznOOb8/s400/IMG_4200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505094392066683234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGKYbRedI/AAAAAAAAB44/2P-65VGRNOw/s1600/IMG_4220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYGKYbRedI/AAAAAAAAB44/2P-65VGRNOw/s400/IMG_4220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505094369932310994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: The Salmon's really know how to vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4801628874216287281-1716916292012455522?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1716916292012455522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1716916292012455522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1716916292012455522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1716916292012455522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/08/newport-ca.html' title='newport, ca'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TGYErOre9BI/AAAAAAAAB4I/r8LPj0ri5xA/s72-c/IMG_4148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3013614747639748098</id><published>2010-07-25T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:34:18.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTHU0DUPI/AAAAAAAAB24/qiC77Vz6RT4/s1600/IMG_4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTHU0DUPI/AAAAAAAAB24/qiC77Vz6RT4/s400/IMG_4065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498001367912108274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily's friend, Todd, is a certified sailor so we commissioned him to take us out on the Potomac and teach us how to sail! We had a blast learning to catch the wind at just the right angle to gain speed and fly across the water. Aparently that day there was hardly any wind, but us amateur sailors didn't know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTG4IuLeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/tRX-MGMB7vc/s1600/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTG4IuLeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/tRX-MGMB7vc/s400/IMG_4051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498001360214175202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTGp28nVI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-Ay2jH_iRG4/s1600/IMG_4060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTGp28nVI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-Ay2jH_iRG4/s400/IMG_4060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498001356381527378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Steph and I had to duck quickly as the sail flew past our heads in attempt to change direction. Off with our heads&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After we went sailing out here in the DC humidity, we were so hot and did not have access to a pool (and no, there is no chance of swimming in the Potomac, that thing is nasty!), so we went into the center of Crystal City to the community fountains and had ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; a little dip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTGB7b_LI/AAAAAAAAB2g/69L3ZsjuNSI/s1600/IMG_4085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTGB7b_LI/AAAAAAAAB2g/69L3ZsjuNSI/s400/IMG_4085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498001345662942386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We probably weren't the best examples to the on-looking children, but it felt so good&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSpMnDYwI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/VJGS_mjBGu0/s1600/IMG_4070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSpMnDYwI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/VJGS_mjBGu0/s400/IMG_4070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498000850314027778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Looks exotic right&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSoqMeJ6I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/Isch4gZmpn0/s1600/IMG_4080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSoqMeJ6I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/Isch4gZmpn0/s400/IMG_4080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498000841075730338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSoLhADGI/AAAAAAAAB2I/9jU-XUZ4FOE/s1600/IMG_4093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSoLhADGI/AAAAAAAAB2I/9jU-XUZ4FOE/s400/IMG_4093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498000832840338530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Never too old for a little water fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(check out Em's face here. Love it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSn5YRzLI/AAAAAAAAB2A/lyiXmL22WA4/s1600/IMG_4102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSn5YRzLI/AAAAAAAAB2A/lyiXmL22WA4/s400/IMG_4102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498000827971914930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSnaviJaI/AAAAAAAAB14/WFBozi7QUDU/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzSnaviJaI/AAAAAAAAB14/WFBozi7QUDU/s400/IMG_4113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498000819747956130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Stated: Do you technically have to drink the water from the Fountain of Youth or just play in it to remain young?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-3013614747639748098?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3013614747639748098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3013614747639748098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3013614747639748098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3013614747639748098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-day.html' title='a good day'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEzTHU0DUPI/AAAAAAAAB24/qiC77Vz6RT4/s72-c/IMG_4065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6618446582621064013</id><published>2010-07-18T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T17:02:28.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palmyra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We took a trip to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palmyra, New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to see the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hill Cumorah Pageant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the first time and it was wonderful! We brought along my two great friends, Emily and Stephanie, and met up with Lara and her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuiuGFQgI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Lk9rt8cd0P8/s1600/IMG_3927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuiuGFQgI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Lk9rt8cd0P8/s400/IMG_3927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497961156624859650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyujiXTidI/AAAAAAAAB1w/qkjZ9egn56s/s1600/IMG_3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyujiXTidI/AAAAAAAAB1w/qkjZ9egn56s/s400/IMG_3912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497961170655742418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We first visited the Palmyra Temple and enjoyed all the lovely flowers on the grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyujKfYOEI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mysdKX1GFTY/s1600/IMG_3922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyujKfYOEI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mysdKX1GFTY/s400/IMG_3922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497961164247152706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to save spots at the pageant and Stephanie had the wise idea of saving our parking spot with a little orange cone we found lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuiHGshOI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/WkjRvaFZ19g/s1600/IMG_3936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuiHGshOI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/WkjRvaFZ19g/s400/IMG_3936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497961146158449890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We then saw the Toma family right when we got there! My mom works for Brother Toma and he is also my institute teacher and so it was fun to see him as Abinadi and Sister Toma as a Lamanite warrior&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuhdqWczI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/luDleb_rPwg/s1600/IMG_3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuhdqWczI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/luDleb_rPwg/s400/IMG_3938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497961135033709362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily, Steph, and I came across these young Nephites and couldn't pass up a chance to snag a photo. The funniest part is that they asked us our age and were a little taken back to find out that we are all 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytvFWI3wI/AAAAAAAAB1I/aCZ53Yxuz3g/s1600/IMG_3941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytvFWI3wI/AAAAAAAAB1I/aCZ53Yxuz3g/s400/IMG_3941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960269513023234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pageant was so AWESOME! It was all about the Book of Mormon stories and about Joseph Smith finding the plates there on the Hill Cumorah. It was so cool, I mean there were flames, earthquakes, and people falling over waterfalls. Grace sat on my lap the whole time and told me what was going to happen to each of the characters before it happened. Kudos to her parents for teaching her so well about the Book of Mormon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytuhuyUAI/AAAAAAAAB1A/QoK0tOzgzbs/s1600/IMG_3950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytuhuyUAI/AAAAAAAAB1A/QoK0tOzgzbs/s400/IMG_3950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960259952726018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;The next morning Stephanie, Emily and I took a trip ourselves out to the Sacred Grove. It was so lovely and there was such a beautiful reverence all around&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytuB1PD-I/AAAAAAAAB04/3WtuNnNoJlQ/s1600/IMG_3959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytuB1PD-I/AAAAAAAAB04/3WtuNnNoJlQ/s400/IMG_3959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960251389841378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We went to the E.B. Grandin Print Shop where the Book of Mormon was first printed. Wow, that was some process! This little monkey will do anything to get out of walking..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyttl1YWBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/cfPL8qK_Z-I/s1600/IMG_3968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyttl1YWBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/cfPL8qK_Z-I/s400/IMG_3968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960243874256914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyttMVDDwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/pGXI-IBdHhw/s1600/IMG_3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyttMVDDwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/pGXI-IBdHhw/s400/IMG_3976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960237027757826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Afterwards, we enjoyed a stormy visit to the statue of Moroni on the top of the Hill Cumorah. We were actually soaked, but it looks here like we are enjoying a fine day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytDCCLvJI/AAAAAAAAB0g/NCfKl2eDRCc/s1600/IMG_3982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytDCCLvJI/AAAAAAAAB0g/NCfKl2eDRCc/s400/IMG_3982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497959512709774482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Nothing like T.G.I. Fridays to escape the rain&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytCuVwBwI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/6XFcwbKPmmM/s1600/IMG_3984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytCuVwBwI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/6XFcwbKPmmM/s400/IMG_3984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497959507423135490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytCIRW4lI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/2u2CeIm-RF8/s1600/IMG_3985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytCIRW4lI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/2u2CeIm-RF8/s400/IMG_3985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497959497204163154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytBmH-NHI/AAAAAAAAB0I/izOrj1W4ynw/s1600/IMG_3986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEytBmH-NHI/AAAAAAAAB0I/izOrj1W4ynw/s400/IMG_3986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497959488037991538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Then back to the pageant in the rain for round 2. We figured we may never get to see it again, so we took every opportunity to go. This picture is blurry, but it's a picture of when Christ came down and appeared to the Nephites&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaOyS0B7I/AAAAAAAAB0A/0-ZtXdIJcvA/s1600/IMG_3993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaOyS0B7I/AAAAAAAAB0A/0-ZtXdIJcvA/s400/IMG_3993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495405549131663282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Our last day there we wanted to go back to the Sacred Grove one last time. It was so beautiful the way the sun shone through the trees&lt;/span&gt;. I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;t's amazing to me how one prayer in this special place changed everything, including me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYhmDncDI/AAAAAAAABzQ/AzYkPGzFtjk/s1600/IMG_4036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYhmDncDI/AAAAAAAABzQ/AzYkPGzFtjk/s400/IMG_4036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495403673240956978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaOUOaTlI/AAAAAAAABz4/gg7Xlx9hh3A/s1600/IMG_4010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaOUOaTlI/AAAAAAAABz4/gg7Xlx9hh3A/s400/IMG_4010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495405541060136530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaN4Wv35I/AAAAAAAABzw/_yIRybtjn8E/s1600/IMG_4033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaN4Wv35I/AAAAAAAABzw/_yIRybtjn8E/s400/IMG_4033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495405533578911634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaNW3L24I/AAAAAAAABzo/_nEMBb9ha54/s1600/IMG_4020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaNW3L24I/AAAAAAAABzo/_nEMBb9ha54/s400/IMG_4020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495405524588157826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaM1W1nNI/AAAAAAAABzg/3GmjviZAX6Q/s1600/IMG_3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOaM1W1nNI/AAAAAAAABzg/3GmjviZAX6Q/s400/IMG_3995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495405515594112210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYhmDncDI/AAAAAAAABzQ/AzYkPGzFtjk/s1600/IMG_4036.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;On our way home we drove through Canandaigua which appeared to be a sleepy lake town. I could definitely go back for a nice vacation there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYhMMyBKI/AAAAAAAABzI/wMJw25B87Xg/s1600/IMG_4037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYhMMyBKI/AAAAAAAABzI/wMJw25B87Xg/s400/IMG_4037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495403666300077218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYg3EChbI/AAAAAAAABzA/F_HCBTg-H80/s1600/IMG_4041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYg3EChbI/AAAAAAAABzA/F_HCBTg-H80/s400/IMG_4041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495403660626265522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYgBfh6DI/AAAAAAAABy4/jBdtybl1VWE/s1600/IMG_4044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOYgBfh6DI/AAAAAAAABy4/jBdtybl1VWE/s400/IMG_4044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495403646246053938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Stated: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The best way to obtain truth and wisdom is not to ask it from books, but to go to God in prayer, and obtain divine teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="quotesText" style="z-index: 100; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; height: auto; "&gt;&lt;h6 style="z-index: 100; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i style="z-index: 100; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, sel. Joseph Fielding Smith [1976], 191.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;visit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;www.mormon.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to hear more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6618446582621064013?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6618446582621064013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6618446582621064013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6618446582621064013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6618446582621064013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/07/palmyra.html' title='Palmyra'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEyuiuGFQgI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Lk9rt8cd0P8/s72-c/IMG_3927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8709684090845222619</id><published>2010-07-18T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:09:00.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTA1cPc3I/AAAAAAAAByw/yTHxsUnGLn0/s1600/IMG_3890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTA1cPc3I/AAAAAAAAByw/yTHxsUnGLn0/s400/IMG_3890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495397612876952434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Stephanie and I went to the rehearsal for the huge 4th of July concert on the Capital lawn. We enjoyed our independence with Reba McEntire and David Archuletta. We figured out that we weren't the only ones with that great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTAmkSWgI/AAAAAAAAByo/E01U3PHO5ng/s1600/IMG_3891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTAmkSWgI/AAAAAAAAByo/E01U3PHO5ng/s400/IMG_3891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495397608884165122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTANEm3FI/AAAAAAAAByg/_gxhQJp6O2I/s1600/IMG_3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTANEm3FI/AAAAAAAAByg/_gxhQJp6O2I/s400/IMG_3895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495397602040405074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simply Stated: It feels good to be an American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8709684090845222619?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8709684090845222619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8709684090845222619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8709684090845222619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8709684090845222619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/07/3rd-of-july.html' title='3rd of July'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TEOTA1cPc3I/AAAAAAAAByw/yTHxsUnGLn0/s72-c/IMG_3890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-5800649401308674091</id><published>2010-07-04T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T08:07:15.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERi7-hQ8I/AAAAAAAAByY/6-75bOf6zn4/s1600/viewer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERi7-hQ8I/AAAAAAAAByY/6-75bOf6zn4/s400/viewer.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188712654488514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our little ward and we had a wonderful time in the woods of Virginia for Girls Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Our theme was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BE ALL YOU CAN BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERhRs-3DI/AAAAAAAAByA/cbpE8J4P0zY/s1600/IMG_3868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERhRs-3DI/AAAAAAAAByA/cbpE8J4P0zY/s400/IMG_3868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188684126772274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERh_asYmI/AAAAAAAAByI/W-gUnaUh5xM/s1600/IMG_3870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERh_asYmI/AAAAAAAAByI/W-gUnaUh5xM/s400/IMG_3870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188696398094946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERib3MIHI/AAAAAAAAByQ/UFUmFwlvDEQ/s1600/IMG_3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERib3MIHI/AAAAAAAAByQ/UFUmFwlvDEQ/s400/IMG_3872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188704033808498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERMBwmGwI/AAAAAAAABx4/TvFkJQDKLXI/s1600/IMG_3873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERMBwmGwI/AAAAAAAABx4/TvFkJQDKLXI/s400/IMG_3873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188319069707010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERLed75HI/AAAAAAAABxw/mI4_VQoi5pQ/s1600/IMG_3880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERLed75HI/AAAAAAAABxw/mI4_VQoi5pQ/s400/IMG_3880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188309596202098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERK8409ZI/AAAAAAAABxo/MMTMHD78Lko/s1600/IMG_3883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERK8409ZI/AAAAAAAABxo/MMTMHD78Lko/s400/IMG_3883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188300582188434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jessie, one of our YCL's, braided my hair a few times during the week so I could officially feel like I was at Girls Camp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERKUwClbI/AAAAAAAABxg/J5hhPokTXBk/s1600/IMG_3886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERKUwClbI/AAAAAAAABxg/J5hhPokTXBk/s400/IMG_3886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188289807914418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The girls were so enjoyable and we laughed the whole week. There is no replacement for Girls Camp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERJ77Q5dI/AAAAAAAABxY/x6Isk1scpAU/s1600/IMG_3888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERJ77Q5dI/AAAAAAAABxY/x6Isk1scpAU/s400/IMG_3888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490188283144103378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey and I were partners in crime as the camp directors of our ward. The joke of camp was that everyone thought that we were one of the girls. One day Audrey forgot she had to be at one of the meetings for the leaders and when she arrived late she said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; " Sorry, I keep forgetting that I'm not one of the girls." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: you're never too old to become younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/4801628874216287281-5800649401308674091?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/5800649401308674091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=5800649401308674091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/5800649401308674091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/5800649401308674091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/07/girls-camp.html' title='girls camp'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDERi7-hQ8I/AAAAAAAAByY/6-75bOf6zn4/s72-c/viewer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-5085277018017764302</id><published>2010-07-04T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:47:18.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you-tah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIXnW0bII/AAAAAAAABwY/HSZiKRYm5kY/s1600/IMG_3838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIXnW0bII/AAAAAAAABwY/HSZiKRYm5kY/s400/IMG_3838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178622536051842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I finally returned to Utah to visit after being in VA for officially ONE YEAR now! It was full of all my favorite things... of course one of the favorites was a picnic and longboard ride down the canyon with Emily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIWtXpFkI/AAAAAAAABwQ/uVZ3DNOh5J4/s1600/IMG_3840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIWtXpFkI/AAAAAAAABwQ/uVZ3DNOh5J4/s400/IMG_3840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178606970246722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIV-8Vb5I/AAAAAAAABwI/IlKitgp1i_Q/s1600/IMG_3852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIV-8Vb5I/AAAAAAAABwI/IlKitgp1i_Q/s400/IMG_3852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178594507681682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIDLFonvI/AAAAAAAABwA/tE2NAaeFR2A/s1600/IMG_3849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIDLFonvI/AAAAAAAABwA/tE2NAaeFR2A/s400/IMG_3849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178271350398706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look like Gollom on the rock here...."my precious"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEICjEHO0I/AAAAAAAABv4/kj0BlC8D_X8/s1600/IMG_3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEICjEHO0I/AAAAAAAABv4/kj0BlC8D_X8/s400/IMG_3853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178260606597954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIB-mGJ2I/AAAAAAAABvw/Cmj3SGCnYDI/s1600/IMG_3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIB-mGJ2I/AAAAAAAABvw/Cmj3SGCnYDI/s400/IMG_3858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178250817021794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;met up with Donna and Elder Tye\Kevin and we had so much fun being back together again. Donna just thought it was so great that we could talk to Kevin about girls and dating now that he's not a missionary-even though that didn't stop Donna too much when he was one :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIBbhXioI/AAAAAAAABvo/9GUszofbADU/s1600/IMG_3865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIBbhXioI/AAAAAAAABvo/9GUszofbADU/s400/IMG_3865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178241401948802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Of course I had to catch up with Kayloni and Shay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ah, I miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIA-eBHPI/AAAAAAAABvg/CqyykdYPXas/s1600/IMG_3866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIA-eBHPI/AAAAAAAABvg/CqyykdYPXas/s400/IMG_3866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178233603267826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And the whole trip I stayed with Tate and Syrell and this is the beautiful ride we cruised around in. I sure loved staying with them and it felt like old times living with Syrell with the added benefit of Tate! I also got to see my Lovin cousins in Salt Lake and I'm sad I didn't get a picture with them&lt;/span&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simply Stated: No matter where you go...it can feel like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-5085277018017764302?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/5085277018017764302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=5085277018017764302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/5085277018017764302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/5085277018017764302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-tah.html' title='you-tah'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDEIXnW0bII/AAAAAAAABwY/HSZiKRYm5kY/s72-c/IMG_3838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6379925396849649210</id><published>2010-07-04T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:02:19.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDED-C_GPpI/AAAAAAAABvY/BzyTMQy7rxI/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDED-C_GPpI/AAAAAAAABvY/BzyTMQy7rxI/s400/IMG_3831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490173785229639314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it would be nice to put some faces with two of my closest friends from work here. Jasmine (in the black) and Andrea (in the polka-dots) are my sanity at work. Andrea is expecting soon and we are so excited for her baby boy!&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/4801628874216287281-6379925396849649210?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6379925396849649210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6379925396849649210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6379925396849649210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6379925396849649210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/07/girls.html' title='girls'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TDED-C_GPpI/AAAAAAAABvY/BzyTMQy7rxI/s72-c/IMG_3831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1701646483845842423</id><published>2010-06-09T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:56:48.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fireflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBPbw-z0kI/AAAAAAAABvQ/yPGk_6LejTQ/s1600/fireflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBPbw-z0kI/AAAAAAAABvQ/yPGk_6LejTQ/s400/fireflies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480968084933300802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tonight I officially spotted my first &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;lightening&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;bug&lt;/span&gt; of the summer. I don't know why I love them so much. I think it may be because every single time I see one, I think of the summer my family lived here in DC when I was ten-years-old and my dad was back here for a long session of Congress. We lived in a two-bedroom apartment in Crystal City and all the kids slept in one room in sleeping bags on the floor next to each other. It may sound like interesting living conditions to most, but it was so much fun. We would play hopscotch on the balcony and lay awake telling funny stories all night. I remember visiting an underground mall for the first time and being allowed to walk to the mall by ourselves without an adult! I remember walking to the grocery store with our own shopping cart from home and I remember going to church in a high-rise building. I remember swimming in the complex pool for hours and I remember going to see "Free Willy" in the theatre and Lara running into the "Free Willy" actor who we thought was oh so cute! I remember seeing fireflies for the first time that summer and catching them in a jar. For some reason, though, they did not glow at night (maybe due to a slight oxygen problem?). Hmm, I still wonder about that. But tonight I spotted the first bug. It made me so happy to live here. Who would've thought? But I do miss, a little more than ever, Lara, Jake and Matt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: I get a thousand hugs from ten-thousand lightening bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1701646483845842423?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1701646483845842423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1701646483845842423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1701646483845842423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1701646483845842423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/06/fireflies.html' title='fireflies'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBPbw-z0kI/AAAAAAAABvQ/yPGk_6LejTQ/s72-c/fireflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-4150565240444628063</id><published>2010-06-09T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:33:49.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memorial day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMag39NfI/AAAAAAAABvI/qH2RJ8iWZTg/s1600/IMG_3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMag39NfI/AAAAAAAABvI/qH2RJ8iWZTg/s400/IMG_3816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480964764894836210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mom, Dad, and I went to Ohio for a quick trip over Memorial Day and we sure had a lot of fun with Lara, Matt, and the kids. Sam is getting so big now (almost a year!) but he has stranger danger with mom and I. He only likes his papa to hold him (tear-sniffle)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMRztHQ1I/AAAAAAAABu4/prePk6Trol0/s1600/IMG_3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMRztHQ1I/AAAAAAAABu4/prePk6Trol0/s400/IMG_3796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480964615330808658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grace is just like her mama with all her craftiness. She had me sit at the sewing machine so my long legs could reach the sewing pedal while she guided the fabric. We made the lovely polka-dot skirt and she made- all by herself- our matching scarves. During our time sewing, she asked me about the man I'm going to marry (I don't know why but she is quite interested on this matter and likes to talk about it often) and had this great idea that we wear our matching scarves on my wedding day! How wonderful! After that talk, she hopped right back on my lap and said, "I love you Katie. And every time we wear our scarves we will remember this day and how much fun we had together." She is my best little buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMRdxnhCI/AAAAAAAABuw/j8_D3G0raf0/s1600/IMG_3800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMRdxnhCI/AAAAAAAABuw/j8_D3G0raf0/s400/IMG_3800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480964609444119586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack-Jack is as cool as ever. He just got this new little motor-cross bike that he can seriously cruise around on...even Papa enjoyed it for a spin around the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMQ-zgL4I/AAAAAAAABuo/WrFvqu5TzWo/s1600/IMG_3788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMQ-zgL4I/AAAAAAAABuo/WrFvqu5TzWo/s400/IMG_3788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480964601130528642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sis and her little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMSZj7PBI/AAAAAAAABvA/eiZ8C7XeYHg/s1600/IMG_3815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMSZj7PBI/AAAAAAAABvA/eiZ8C7XeYHg/s400/IMG_3815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480964625492818962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMQeCrzfI/AAAAAAAABug/rkXYDxme4OA/s1600/IMG_3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMQeCrzfI/AAAAAAAABug/rkXYDxme4OA/s400/IMG_3820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480964592335834610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simply Stated: Memorial Day is rightfully named...a day for making memories and scarves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-4150565240444628063?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/4150565240444628063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=4150565240444628063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4150565240444628063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4150565240444628063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-day.html' title='memorial day'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/TBBMag39NfI/AAAAAAAABvI/qH2RJ8iWZTg/s72-c/IMG_3816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7235350612862794924</id><published>2010-05-23T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:15:32.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>georgetown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My good friend, Emily Hafen, and I went down to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Georgetown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jack's Boathouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Potomac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we wanted to rent kayaks. Sadly, right when we pulled into rent a boat, a rain storm blew in. But we really thought the boathouse had great personality with the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lanterns and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crayon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; colored kayaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI9jt5GkI/AAAAAAAABto/0VauD6nRA_U/s1600/IMG_3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI9jt5GkI/AAAAAAAABto/0VauD6nRA_U/s400/IMG_3776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474627781930850882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI-CdOYtI/AAAAAAAABtw/SJMHTcR0kiE/s1600/IMG_3766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI-CdOYtI/AAAAAAAABtw/SJMHTcR0kiE/s400/IMG_3766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474627790182441682" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI9f-5lUI/AAAAAAAABtg/lgBuNZ3k66Y/s1600/IMG_3771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI9f-5lUI/AAAAAAAABtg/lgBuNZ3k66Y/s400/IMG_3771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474627780928443714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJjqxvh6I/AAAAAAAABuY/7UJJ5ou8EAU/s1600/IMG_3768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJjqxvh6I/AAAAAAAABuY/7UJJ5ou8EAU/s400/IMG_3768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474628436661077922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI85rWggI/AAAAAAAABtY/8w1NcojVQl8/s1600/IMG_3777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI85rWggI/AAAAAAAABtY/8w1NcojVQl8/s400/IMG_3777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474627770645905922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJjducKsI/AAAAAAAABuQ/PdA1XkfTJpk/s1600/IMG_3778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJjducKsI/AAAAAAAABuQ/PdA1XkfTJpk/s400/IMG_3778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474628433157565122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After we left the boathouse, we went up to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Georgetown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to find a place to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The fun thing around town is all the quaint restaurants and we found the perfect &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; place to sink our teeth into. &lt;/span&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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJiracgTI/AAAAAAAABuI/HaXlbj_UKzA/s1600/IMG_3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJiracgTI/AAAAAAAABuI/HaXlbj_UKzA/s400/IMG_3783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474628419651928370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so yummy and I completely felt like I stepped back into Paris. It reminded me of the time Mel and I were in Paris on study abroad and we dedicated one whole day as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pastry Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  The pastries here were just as decadent as I remember them being there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJidRebdI/AAAAAAAABuA/I4m2r4Zkt4I/s1600/IMG_3785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJidRebdI/AAAAAAAABuA/I4m2r4Zkt4I/s400/IMG_3785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474628415856209362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It started to rain nice and hard and we were without an umbrella... I mean we went to kayak! We were walking down the streets with the rain coming down and it was so enjoyable. The only thing that could have possibly made it more enjoyable is if Gene Kelly would've strolled down the street&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;just singin' and dancin' in the rain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Emily pointed out this yummy frozen yogurt place and I must say....I FOUND &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MOCHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! For anyone who has not lived in Provo around the million frozen yogurt shops or had the pleasure of savoring &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yo Zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, there is the BEST topping called MOCHI. My friend once referred to them as Asian marshmallows. My favorite toppings are mochi and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fruity Pebbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So finding a place with these delectable toppings was a perfect ending to the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJh3eOfWI/AAAAAAAABt4/3i2tA4PRcHw/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nJh3eOfWI/AAAAAAAABt4/3i2tA4PRcHw/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474628405709143394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Let the stormy clouds chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Everyone from the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Come on with the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I've a smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Just singin' and dancin' in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7235350612862794924?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7235350612862794924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7235350612862794924&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7235350612862794924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7235350612862794924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/05/georgetown.html' title='georgetown'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S_nI9jt5GkI/AAAAAAAABto/0VauD6nRA_U/s72-c/IMG_3776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8456642625656881118</id><published>2010-04-24T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T14:51:14.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private!</title><content type='html'>I will soon be going private, so if you would like access to my page, drop your email!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8456642625656881118?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8456642625656881118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8456642625656881118&amp;isPopup=true' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8456642625656881118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8456642625656881118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-private.html' title='Going Private!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3415943689088376883</id><published>2010-04-19T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T14:50:07.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutt and Salmon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Krissi, Dallen, and Emery came to visit us here in old DC this past weekend and I'm so glad they came. The first day we met up (April 15th, Tax Day), there just happened to be a "Tea Party Against Tax" going on at the Washington Monument. Of course we had to go and support, and mainly just see what these "Tea Parties" are all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There was definitely no tea being dumped into the Potomac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv2g97cAI/AAAAAAAABsY/S0DSIIglNiY/s1600/IMG_3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv2g97cAI/AAAAAAAABsY/S0DSIIglNiY/s400/IMG_3721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004167935225858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv1zwm9sI/AAAAAAAABsQ/psx17TQ2IMA/s1600/IMG_3717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv1zwm9sI/AAAAAAAABsQ/psx17TQ2IMA/s400/IMG_3717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004155799762626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv1Q2oiTI/AAAAAAAABsI/bgFks4cTGtM/s1600/IMG_3719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv1Q2oiTI/AAAAAAAABsI/bgFks4cTGtM/s400/IMG_3719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004146429790514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv0wFxUtI/AAAAAAAABsA/c5_NfZbtQgY/s1600/IMG_3723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv0wFxUtI/AAAAAAAABsA/c5_NfZbtQgY/s400/IMG_3723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004137634910930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emery was so funny at the rally, because every time the crowd started clapping for the speakers, she started clapping along with everyone. Other people in the crowd even commented on her dedication to the cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv0pyypnI/AAAAAAAABr4/OIoWwJSrKcs/s1600/IMG_3730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv0pyypnI/AAAAAAAABr4/OIoWwJSrKcs/s400/IMG_3730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004135944693362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On Saturday, my dad took us on a backstage tour of the Capital. It's been so long (when he was in office) since I had done the full tour and it was great to see it now and relive it. I have so many vivid memories of it all and it was fun to have Krissi experience it all too, because she lived through much of that time in my life with me back in Arizona. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwNAHdxHI/AAAAAAAABs4/3tLmxWDxhoQ/s1600/IMG_3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwNAHdxHI/AAAAAAAABs4/3tLmxWDxhoQ/s400/IMG_3725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004554253845618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The center of the Capital where the dome covers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwMqOjxNI/AAAAAAAABsw/HLS4YogzQIE/s1600/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwMqOjxNI/AAAAAAAABsw/HLS4YogzQIE/s400/IMG_3726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004548378019026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwMe5ifII/AAAAAAAABso/7r-EM_b-GJY/s1600/IMG_3728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwMe5ifII/AAAAAAAABso/7r-EM_b-GJY/s400/IMG_3728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004545337064578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My dad's old office door...just me being nastalgic. I remember many days during the summer that we lived in DC and coming to Dad's office to pester the interns and explore the Capital. Mostly it was fun to watch Dad on the House Floor when it was time to vote.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwL1mnjfI/AAAAAAAABsg/Y4SY_j_zeqc/s1600/IMG_3733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwL1mnjfI/AAAAAAAABsg/Y4SY_j_zeqc/s400/IMG_3733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462004534251851250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We lucked out with such lovely weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwvbu7-WI/AAAAAAAABtI/V1JZ2xbTXE0/s1600/IMG_3735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwvbu7-WI/AAAAAAAABtI/V1JZ2xbTXE0/s400/IMG_3735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462005145782712674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I just really enjoyed having Krissi and her family come to town and stay with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwvP6XxuI/AAAAAAAABtA/a-ivJAQm2J8/s1600/IMG_3737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zwvP6XxuI/AAAAAAAABtA/a-ivJAQm2J8/s400/IMG_3737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462005142609446626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-3415943689088376883?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3415943689088376883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3415943689088376883&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3415943689088376883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3415943689088376883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/04/tutt-and-salmon.html' title='Tutt and Salmon'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8zv2g97cAI/AAAAAAAABsY/S0DSIIglNiY/s72-c/IMG_3721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8484624580105357004</id><published>2010-04-11T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:49:40.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry blossom festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gzFUvsI/AAAAAAAABrY/HX3qEVbwP34/s1600/IMG_3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gzFUvsI/AAAAAAAABrY/HX3qEVbwP34/s400/IMG_3660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458995531027365570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week, here in DC, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cherry blossoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were in their fullest bloom. The interesting thing, I didn't realize, is that they only come in full bloom for a week or two and then fall off. So if you really want to experience them, you have to go down to the "Tidal Basin" around the Jefferson Memorial for the full effect. There are literally hundreds of cherry trees planted around the basin. Little did we know it was going to be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; crowd and everyone else had the same idea. I've been into DC several times, even on Spring Break, and never saw so many people down there at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gc3CKeI/AAAAAAAABrQ/-iggc7-0mcQ/s1600/IMG_3654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gc3CKeI/AAAAAAAABrQ/-iggc7-0mcQ/s400/IMG_3654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458995525061847522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gE8ry_I/AAAAAAAABrI/TztJ-5-5M24/s1600/IMG_3648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gE8ry_I/AAAAAAAABrI/TztJ-5-5M24/s400/IMG_3648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458995518643096562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_fT9XjgI/AAAAAAAABrA/yeL1WVVPff8/s1600/IMG_3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_fT9XjgI/AAAAAAAABrA/yeL1WVVPff8/s400/IMG_3673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458995505492626946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8JASziGqyI/AAAAAAAABrw/ftLwE953RGM/s1600/IMG_3681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8JASziGqyI/AAAAAAAABrw/ftLwE953RGM/s400/IMG_3681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458996390141537058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We thought the "Bike Valet" was pretty clever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8JASjX6vJI/AAAAAAAABro/4W3T3iMyEJ8/s1600/IMG_3670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8JASjX6vJI/AAAAAAAABro/4W3T3iMyEJ8/s400/IMG_3670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458996385803844754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had to sneak a picture of this little monkey in the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8JASE1Jf5I/AAAAAAAABrg/SWSWJnFwHNA/s1600/IMG_3662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8JASE1Jf5I/AAAAAAAABrg/SWSWJnFwHNA/s400/IMG_3662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458996377604947858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this story of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;George Washington and Cherry Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I hadn't heard it in some time... enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="printables" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When George was about six years old, he was made the wealthy master of a hatchet of which, like most little boys, he was extremely fond. He went about chopping everything that came his way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;One day, as he wandered about the garden amusing himself by hacking his mother's pea sticks, he found a beautiful, young English cherry tree, of which his father was most proud. He tried the edge of his hatchet on the trunk of the tree and barked it so that it died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Some time after this, his father discovered what had happened to his favorite tree. He came into the house in great anger, and demanded to know who the mischievous person was who had cut away the bark. Nobody could tell him anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just then George, with his little hatchet, came into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"George,'' said his father, "do you know who has killed my beautiful little cherry tree yonder in the garden? I would not have taken five guineas for it!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This was a hard question to answer, and for a moment George was staggered by it, but quickly recovering himself he cried:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I cannot tell a lie, father, you know I cannot tell a lie! I did cut it with my little hatchet.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The anger died out of his father's face, and taking the boy tenderly in his arms, he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="printables" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"My son, that you should not be afraid to tell the truth is more to me than a thousand trees! Yes - though they were blossomed with silver and had leaves of the purest gold!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Stated: I cannot tell a lie... the cherry trees were lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8484624580105357004?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8484624580105357004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8484624580105357004&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8484624580105357004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8484624580105357004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/04/cherry-blossom-festival.html' title='cherry blossom festival'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S8I_gzFUvsI/AAAAAAAABrY/HX3qEVbwP34/s72-c/IMG_3660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-365692775420721168</id><published>2010-04-04T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T07:27:33.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arizona and the BIG 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Last weekend my parents were SO NICE and flew me out as a birthday present to Arizona for baby Charlee's blessing. It was such a fun weekend, packed of everything necessary when making a trip to the old AZ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;First off, my dad invited me to a SUNS game the first night I got there. His awesome friend, Tom, has these front row tickets and so in the past when my family was in town, they always made it a guys night out. This time, after my subtleties of wishing I could go after the last game, Daddio took me! It was SO stinkin' awesome! I have not nor will I probably ever sit that close again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lV6A4pkiI/AAAAAAAABqw/7DnHE_1Vm2A/s1600/IMG_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lV6A4pkiI/AAAAAAAABqw/7DnHE_1Vm2A/s400/IMG_3589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486878694445602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Tom chatting with his old buddy Ronald. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lV5Q2zhaI/AAAAAAAABqo/FtiQ52E5qIQ/s1600/IMG_3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lV5Q2zhaI/AAAAAAAABqo/FtiQ52E5qIQ/s400/IMG_3587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486865801807266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, look how close we were! We could see the sweat on their heads. (Ok I must admit I may have used the zoom on my camera here, but still..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVvZQaYII/AAAAAAAABqg/1wW7jclDdwQ/s1600/IMG_3591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVvZQaYII/AAAAAAAABqg/1wW7jclDdwQ/s400/IMG_3591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486696258003074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on Saturday morning, Julie invited Melissa, Kim and I over for breakfast. It was so great to see baby Ruthie for the first time and hang with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVuyQu47I/AAAAAAAABqY/AC_4eUSfvv0/s1600/IMG_3596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVuyQu47I/AAAAAAAABqY/AC_4eUSfvv0/s400/IMG_3596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486685790364594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Sunday, Charlee (Charlotte) was blessed! It felt so good to be together and to add this little girl to our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is amazing, so beautiful, and just perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Nana with her new grandbaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVuvp_JdI/AAAAAAAABqQ/eN3rEXf_bOo/s1600/IMG_3598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVuvp_JdI/AAAAAAAABqQ/eN3rEXf_bOo/s400/IMG_3598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486685090981330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both of my lovely Grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVt6sY4hI/AAAAAAAABqI/qaznhilx-Qs/s1600/IMG_3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVt6sY4hI/AAAAAAAABqI/qaznhilx-Qs/s400/IMG_3599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486670873977362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The new happy family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVtUaE0DI/AAAAAAAABqA/EhOMrjSqeLQ/s1600/IMG_3601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVtUaE0DI/AAAAAAAABqA/EhOMrjSqeLQ/s400/IMG_3601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486660596617266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and an even bigger new happy famil&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVP66IIfI/AAAAAAAABp4/OZb3YUnu9cc/s1600/IMG_3602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVP66IIfI/AAAAAAAABp4/OZb3YUnu9cc/s400/IMG_3602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486155535524338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVOTjUXaI/AAAAAAAABpw/-xpgMEe3qDI/s1600/IMG_3603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVOTjUXaI/AAAAAAAABpw/-xpgMEe3qDI/s400/IMG_3603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486127791005090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fell in love with little Charlee and loved to kiss and snuggle her. She is such a good little girl and could seriously sleep through a hurricane (notice her sleeping in all the pictures).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVMbwjHRI/AAAAAAAABpg/g8y3s5iI9mY/s1600/IMG_3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVMbwjHRI/AAAAAAAABpg/g8y3s5iI9mY/s400/IMG_3605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486095634242834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I had the chance on Sunday to go visit Grandpa's grave site, with Grandma and Dad, and see the new headstone that was recently placed. I miss Grandpa and this picture of the temple reminds me that it's not at all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVNdp6RUI/AAAAAAAABpo/8VLl1Jd8ffI/s1600/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVNdp6RUI/AAAAAAAABpo/8VLl1Jd8ffI/s400/IMG_3606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486113323140418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This is a painting that Tom (mentioned above) painted for my Grandma after my Grandpa died and he had a copy made for each of the children. It is incredible how life-like it is and just having the painting in the center of the kitchen in Grandma's house made it seem like Grandpa was that much closer.&lt;/span&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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lT-0PbRrI/AAAAAAAABoY/rDcQ5xoLfpM/s1600/IMG_3640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lT-0PbRrI/AAAAAAAABoY/rDcQ5xoLfpM/s400/IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456484762176407218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On Monday was my birthday, the BIG 25! Crazy, right? Donna tells me that by the Chinese calendar this is my year of luck. Oh, and I believe it. So on my birthday Kim took me out to get ice cream and pedicures. It was so wonderful to be with Kim again in AZ and it felt like we still lived right down the street from each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVJgthevI/AAAAAAAABpY/qV82awVwdpI/s1600/IMG_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lVJgthevI/AAAAAAAABpY/qV82awVwdpI/s400/IMG_3619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456486045424122610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;That night, I know it's hard to believe, we went to Rosa's. This has always been my choice of a birthday dinner for the last several years that we lived in AZ, so it felt like old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lT_dqNbxI/AAAAAAAABog/sv7mE2EO6bA/s1600/IMG_3638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lT_dqNbxI/AAAAAAAABog/sv7mE2EO6bA/s400/IMG_3638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456484773294599954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jake and Charlee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lUAxR5__I/AAAAAAAABow/S0oDHTfMA-k/s1600/IMG_3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lUAxR5__I/AAAAAAAABow/S0oDHTfMA-k/s400/IMG_3633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456484795741241330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was a FABULOUS birthday thanks to my fam. They are pretty great. We missed Lara and her fam even though I saw them not too long ago. Not seeing them everyday is still too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lUACRUy_I/AAAAAAAABoo/7wlETUsl9Zk/s1600/IMG_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lUACRUy_I/AAAAAAAABoo/7wlETUsl9Zk/s400/IMG_3636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456484783122336754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Charlee and her proud Auntie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yes, she's actually awake here cause I was cruelly designated to wake her out of her hibernating sleep to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lT-azioBI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5_bTZyDgdKs/s1600/IMG_3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lT-azioBI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5_bTZyDgdKs/s400/IMG_3643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456484755348561938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;imply Stated: Family is all that matters...not much else does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-365692775420721168?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/365692775420721168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=365692775420721168&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/365692775420721168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/365692775420721168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-arizona-and-big-25.html' title='arizona and the BIG 25'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lV6A4pkiI/AAAAAAAABqw/7DnHE_1Vm2A/s72-c/IMG_3589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3520770059649197457</id><published>2010-04-04T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:03:40.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>campfire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;These are some fun pictures from a recent mutual activity we had in in the backyard of one of the members of our ward. It's fun to drive around and explore the back roads of our neighborhood because it feels like you've completely escaped the city and are smack in the middle of the country. I've lived here since last July and I just discovered that the other end of my road led into the country with cows, dear, and everything in-between. Ha! Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPSFWzkAI/AAAAAAAABoA/jqFtxgkqqgo/s1600/IMG_3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPSFWzkAI/AAAAAAAABoA/jqFtxgkqqgo/s400/IMG_3575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456479595630137346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPRW9-whI/AAAAAAAABn4/DSeVUFP-SpI/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPRW9-whI/AAAAAAAABn4/DSeVUFP-SpI/s400/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456479583177982482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love being a Beehive advisor and I feel like they teach me so much. And let's be real, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still feel like I'm their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPQG824wI/AAAAAAAABnw/qF4UaIHGxMI/s1600/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPQG824wI/AAAAAAAABnw/qF4UaIHGxMI/s400/IMG_3583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456479561698435842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the other fun leaders in Young Women with me that have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ended up being really great friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPUGj-xLI/AAAAAAAABoI/s8hKhXURoFA/s1600/IMG_3585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPUGj-xLI/AAAAAAAABoI/s8hKhXURoFA/s400/IMG_3585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456479630313571506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Stated: sometimes the greatest treasures are in our own backyard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-3520770059649197457?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3520770059649197457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3520770059649197457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3520770059649197457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3520770059649197457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/04/campfire.html' title='campfire'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7lPSFWzkAI/AAAAAAAABoA/jqFtxgkqqgo/s72-c/IMG_3575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1330566921130620516</id><published>2010-03-22T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:36:47.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye to donna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Donna moved to Utah to go to school and I am sure going to miss her around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;These are some of the things we did on her last weekend in VA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVsP7okII/AAAAAAAABm4/NAj3xUTkrnk/s1600-h/IMG_3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVsP7okII/AAAAAAAABm4/NAj3xUTkrnk/s400/IMG_3566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631198867067010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWjsQKrlI/AAAAAAAABng/_lauVZGTxeA/s1600-h/IMG_3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWjsQKrlI/AAAAAAAABng/_lauVZGTxeA/s400/IMG_3537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632151362186834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVrYsgUBI/AAAAAAAABmw/d5hGZn_YOHA/s1600-h/IMG_3543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVrYsgUBI/AAAAAAAABmw/d5hGZn_YOHA/s400/IMG_3543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631184039661586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVrIdFOBI/AAAAAAAABmo/I11uCoCk6uA/s1600-h/IMG_3544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVrIdFOBI/AAAAAAAABmo/I11uCoCk6uA/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631179680004114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVqpEoPSI/AAAAAAAABmg/Typ6xwr5YBg/s1600-h/IMG_3534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVqpEoPSI/AAAAAAAABmg/Typ6xwr5YBg/s400/IMG_3534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631171255942434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVqAS-KsI/AAAAAAAABmY/ME8OrTH_Pkw/s1600-h/IMG_3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVqAS-KsI/AAAAAAAABmY/ME8OrTH_Pkw/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631160310246082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWjDFT29I/AAAAAAAABnY/HsCVtREf2Zw/s1600-h/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWjDFT29I/AAAAAAAABnY/HsCVtREf2Zw/s400/IMG_3554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632140310797266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7KjckG0oDI/AAAAAAAABno/_wpoE459-6o/s1600/100_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S7KjckG0oDI/AAAAAAAABno/_wpoE459-6o/s400/100_1097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454601809823047730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWisyK8iI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ihnYvAr7vUc/s1600-h/IMG_3565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWisyK8iI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ihnYvAr7vUc/s400/IMG_3565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632134324941346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWh6GPH9I/AAAAAAAABnI/bbGeCJt4vZo/s1600-h/IMG_3559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWh6GPH9I/AAAAAAAABnI/bbGeCJt4vZo/s400/IMG_3559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632120718893010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWhdSR9pI/AAAAAAAABnA/os4gxNcCaYo/s1600-h/IMG_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gWhdSR9pI/AAAAAAAABnA/os4gxNcCaYo/s400/IMG_3563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632112984782482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SIMPLY STATED: Miss you Donna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1330566921130620516?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1330566921130620516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1330566921130620516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1330566921130620516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1330566921130620516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/03/bye-to-donna.html' title='bye to donna'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S6gVsP7okII/AAAAAAAABm4/NAj3xUTkrnk/s72-c/IMG_3566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-925372675499808651</id><published>2010-03-14T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:23:40.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DC and the fam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A few weeks ago my sis, her family, and my cousin's family came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;to stay with us for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We had a fun time being out in DC with the sun finally shining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w9Q32bYI/AAAAAAAABl4/74tppGohrMM/s1600-h/IMG_3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w9Q32bYI/AAAAAAAABl4/74tppGohrMM/s400/IMG_3519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635321991720322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w8i7TyHI/AAAAAAAABlw/Y3jfbuZDab4/s1600-h/IMG_3520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w8i7TyHI/AAAAAAAABlw/Y3jfbuZDab4/s400/IMG_3520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635309658196082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w8J-fDEI/AAAAAAAABlo/V4Bza_Iz2dc/s1600-h/IMG_3521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w8J-fDEI/AAAAAAAABlo/V4Bza_Iz2dc/s400/IMG_3521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635302960630850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w7jDk8LI/AAAAAAAABlg/o2vCu-1w8Cs/s1600-h/IMG_3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w7jDk8LI/AAAAAAAABlg/o2vCu-1w8Cs/s400/IMG_3517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635292513005746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This squirrel was seriously a brave little creature. He came right up to us and I was a tab bit scared that he was going to come and park his little self right on my shoulder if I let him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w7bvbc7I/AAAAAAAABlY/c-vsXxRHoBE/s1600-h/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w7bvbc7I/AAAAAAAABlY/c-vsXxRHoBE/s400/IMG_3516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635290549449650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51xKkmGC-I/AAAAAAAABmI/_fKKkMehQ4M/s1600-h/IMG_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51xKkmGC-I/AAAAAAAABmI/_fKKkMehQ4M/s400/IMG_3523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635550624254946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51xKM65w9I/AAAAAAAABmA/XEEO3nO0LX4/s1600-h/IMG_3524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51xKM65w9I/AAAAAAAABmA/XEEO3nO0LX4/s400/IMG_3524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448635544269079506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I seriously love this bunch. We had a great time. Here's one favorite story from the trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My mom took Grace, Jack and I to see the "Squeakqual" and afterwards we were coming out of the movie and Grace looks up at me and says, "Someday, Katie, maybe you can find a boy who's at the movies with his Nana, niece, and nephew and then marry him." I said, "that sounds like a great idea." And then she went on to say, "It's okay, I know you haven't got married because you haven't found someone who loves you as much as you love him or because he loves you more than you love him." She's right. I'm glad she understands me. That's why I love my little outspoken Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Stated: kids make such good friends because they're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-925372675499808651?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/925372675499808651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=925372675499808651&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/925372675499808651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/925372675499808651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/03/dc-and-fam.html' title='DC and the fam'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S51w9Q32bYI/AAAAAAAABl4/74tppGohrMM/s72-c/IMG_3519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-560786741319389859</id><published>2010-02-14T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:55:44.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snowmageddon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hsnuRTB3I/AAAAAAAABlQ/k_4jjPsNvnQ/s1600-h/snowmageddon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hsnuRTB3I/AAAAAAAABlQ/k_4jjPsNvnQ/s400/snowmageddon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438215979741153138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back here on the news we have heard funny titles like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"SNOWMAGEDDON"&lt;/span&gt; to describe our tempermental storms here lately. I think this picture depicts the way we all are feeling about the snow right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmTM9zjwI/AAAAAAAABlA/nHUZ2Gsf50g/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmTM9zjwI/AAAAAAAABlA/nHUZ2Gsf50g/s400/IMG_3509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209030133878530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously have never seen so much snow in my life! Apparently, this is the most snow DC has ever seen since it was created a district! This is nuts...and more snow is on it's way tomorrow. I think global warming is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmSl7OH3I/AAAAAAAABk4/iKpPUjb45j0/s1600-h/IMG_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmSl7OH3I/AAAAAAAABk4/iKpPUjb45j0/s400/IMG_3504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209019654053746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Dad on snow shoveling duty. This is not my favorite duty. Poor ole' dad did most of the shoveling...and it was an around the clock job. On the intense days, the power went out and some didn't have power for the entire weekend! Luckily we only went about half a day, and I spent it next to the fire with a book. Oh, nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmSQ1joxI/AAAAAAAABkw/zvey-Yfkucw/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmSQ1joxI/AAAAAAAABkw/zvey-Yfkucw/s400/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209013993153298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When it came time to dig out my car, it took four people to dig it out. We have wonderful neighbors and everyone pitched in to dig out the entire neighborhood! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There is just so much snow, we don't know where to put it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmR_D2ZWI/AAAAAAAABko/ymMeKSD0Dr8/s1600-h/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmR_D2ZWI/AAAAAAAABko/ymMeKSD0Dr8/s400/IMG_3512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209009221264738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The schools closed down for an entire week! Lucky kids! It was fun to watch them have legit snow fights behind mounds of snow and watch them tie ropes to the neighborhood golden retrievers, Tuba and Lacy, and ride behind them on sleds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmRST5SGI/AAAAAAAABkg/j5V0Kb_1kFY/s1600-h/IMG_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hmRST5SGI/AAAAAAAABkg/j5V0Kb_1kFY/s400/IMG_3510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438208997208967266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hood and the plow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hm6wCBryI/AAAAAAAABlI/pHmfC1CgsfI/s1600-h/tumblr_kv2vhh2UVJ1qze94no1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hm6wCBryI/AAAAAAAABlI/pHmfC1CgsfI/s400/tumblr_kv2vhh2UVJ1qze94no1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209709561720610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The government shut down for a whole week along with just about the entire city! I finally got to enjoy a true "Snow Day" that I always wished we would've had in Arizona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: There should be an official redo on Groundhog's Day. I think the old "hog" was snowed in his hole and couldn't get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm ready for spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-560786741319389859?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/560786741319389859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=560786741319389859&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/560786741319389859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/560786741319389859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowmageddon.html' title='snowmageddon'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S3hsnuRTB3I/AAAAAAAABlQ/k_4jjPsNvnQ/s72-c/snowmageddon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7906144323411025582</id><published>2010-01-31T12:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:47:49.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on Nursing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2Xqge4x91I/AAAAAAAABkI/Nelz-IR3bXQ/s1600-h/funny-kid3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2Xqge4x91I/AAAAAAAABkI/Nelz-IR3bXQ/s400/funny-kid3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433006369260304210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you're enjoying all my posts lately. I have had the stomach flu and don't feel like getting too far from my bed, so I thought I would take the chance and update some things I've been up to lately since I use this as kind of a semi-journal (yes, I am so terrible at keeping a real one). I like to write down the funny stories that happen at work because they are so classic. I hope you don't mind all the stories.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Story #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I took this cute little 6 year-old black boy (I like to describe them because it helps me remember the situation) back to a patient room to take his vitals before seeing the doctor. I asked his mom, "Does he have any allergies?" He then replied quite seriously, "Yes, I'm allergic to Lama beans!" I said, "Oh really? Lama beans!" His mom said, "No you're not." And then he said, "We they sure smell awful!".... I must say, I've never tasted a "lama" bean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Story #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was, once again, taking the vitals of a 6 year-old, round face, chubby little Asian boy wearing his karate uniform. He struck me as so cute because you usually don't come across overweight Asians and plus, he was so polite to his dad.  While I was taking his blood pressure, he looked at his dad in all seriousness and said, "Dad, while I was at karate today I tried really hard to do a sit up like the other kids." His dad then said, "Yes, you keep trying hard." And he replied, "Oh, I will. One day I'm going to be able to do one."....Working with kids really has it's benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Story #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: This is one from a while back when I was working on the medical/surgical unit of the hospital in Utah. I cam across it and thought it was so funny and I can't believe I'd forgotten it.        So I had this patient who was this older, very big, bed-ridden woman. She had quite the fiery personality.  She also didn't believe in using the call light to ask for my help since she figured her voice was loud enough to just yell for me down the hall if she needed me. I was sitting and charting at the nurse's station and I hear, "Nurse! Nurse! I need you!" So, I run down the hall, thinking something terrible has gone on for her to yell for my help, and found her sitting fine in her bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She then said "I need a razor!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "What for?" (we aren't allowed to leave razors in the rooms of patients who are a little &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;unstable for fear of hurting themselves or others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patient:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "I need to shave my chin!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (A little confused) "What for?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patient:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "I have wiskers on my chin and i need to shave them now!" At this point she started to pound her fist on the table with every syllable. She was not messin around about the wiskers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "I'm sorry, I can't give you a razor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patient:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "I need it NOW!" and she started to get out of bed and come at me. Holy cow, I was &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;just a little scared. And then all the other nurses came running in to see if I needed&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;help. She just kept yelling, "Shave my chin!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I was not about to shave her chin after our little incident, besides, I had never even shaved a man's face before. So luckily one of the sweet CNA's offered to do it and we had peace and quiet the rest of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply stated: The joys of nursing... It may be one of the few professions where you feel you need to wash your hands &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; going to the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7906144323411025582?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7906144323411025582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7906144323411025582&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7906144323411025582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7906144323411025582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/notes-on-nursing.html' title='Notes on Nursing'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2Xqge4x91I/AAAAAAAABkI/Nelz-IR3bXQ/s72-c/funny-kid3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7259605462737546042</id><published>2010-01-31T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:40:38.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age Smage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XfFynSWUI/AAAAAAAABkA/7A_ZVGHSb28/s1600-h/elderly-sign-extra_792989f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XfFynSWUI/AAAAAAAABkA/7A_ZVGHSb28/s400/elderly-sign-extra_792989f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432993816071264578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A few funny stories lately relating to age:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emergency Exit:&lt;/span&gt; So over Christmas my family was flying back from Arizona and we were sitting in the emergency exit row. The flight attendant came up to me and asked if I was old enough to sit there. She said, "You have to be 15 to sit here." Ha, she shaved a whole 9 years off my life. I mean, nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance Partner: &lt;/span&gt;Two weeks ago at a mutual activity for the youth in our ward, we were learning how to swing dance. I had to fill in as a dance partner because we didn't have enough girls to go around. So I was having fun getting to dance with all the boys because I still hadn't met all of them yet.  One deacon and I began to dance and I told him how good he was and then asked him how old he was and when he could be going to the stake dances to show off his moves. He said "I'm 13, how old are you?" I started to laugh and told him I was 24. He started to awkwardly laugh and seemed a bit surprised. I think they are all still very confused about me. Am I in college? Am I married? Ha, it was quite funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have always been given a hard time about the age I am versus the age I look. The only time it's really been a problem is the times when I walk in a patient's room at the hospital and introduce myself. My patient's never fail to ask, "who is our nurse today? You?" And seem a little nervous that I look like someone who still watches "High School Musical". Oh, but wait, I do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: Here's to 24, the new 15!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7259605462737546042?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7259605462737546042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7259605462737546042&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7259605462737546042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7259605462737546042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/age-smage.html' title='Age Smage'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XfFynSWUI/AAAAAAAABkA/7A_ZVGHSb28/s72-c/elderly-sign-extra_792989f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-4174119408216950183</id><published>2010-01-31T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:34:15.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Robbie Burns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYX5Jk1kI/AAAAAAAABj4/ws6COR-sOR4/s1600-h/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYX5Jk1kI/AAAAAAAABj4/ws6COR-sOR4/s400/IMG_3494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432986430481946178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Last Friday, Ashley Stoker put on an evening dedicated to Robbie Burns who was once a famous poet from Scotland. Each of us brought a date and the dinner was full of the finest Scottish foods (including Haggis which apparently is made of lamb lung?). The night started out with bagpipes playing in the background and a recital of poetry from one of the friends who had this stellar Scottish accent. It was hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYXi1zYII/AAAAAAAABjw/6WThJlNXtMA/s1600-h/IMG_3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYXi1zYII/AAAAAAAABjw/6WThJlNXtMA/s400/IMG_3497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432986424493432962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ashley in her Scottish garb. It's so nice to have her out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYXP92O4I/AAAAAAAABjo/Ovu2zt3jCgo/s1600-h/IMG_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYXP92O4I/AAAAAAAABjo/Ovu2zt3jCgo/s400/IMG_3489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432986419426900866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This picture is way blurry, but I think it's a funny picture. My date Steve (the same guy involved in the rolling car in the parking lot incident) was asked by Ashley to make a toast during the dinner. I must say, he surely pulled a great toast out of the air that included shepherds in Scotland creating the game of golf by putting rocks into rabbit holes (not sure yet if this is really true), Tiger Woods, and Mr. Burns from the Simpsons. It was a really fun night! Thanks Ash! And blessed be Robbie Burns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: It's a wee bit grand to eat dinner like a Scot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-4174119408216950183?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/4174119408216950183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=4174119408216950183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4174119408216950183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4174119408216950183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/ode-to-robbie-burns.html' title='Ode to Robbie Burns'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S2XYX5Jk1kI/AAAAAAAABj4/ws6COR-sOR4/s72-c/IMG_3494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7167553403850768527</id><published>2010-01-18T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:48:59.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC: 3 ladies and 1 big city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmFHgbtOI/AAAAAAAABjQ/fUj5jEG6zgg/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmFHgbtOI/AAAAAAAABjQ/fUj5jEG6zgg/s400/IMG_3477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428286795221284066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Kriss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i and I went out to NYC to visit Mel for a long-overdue girls' weekend. It was packed full of shopping, eating, more eating, a girl movie, and good company. No, I couldn't have imagined a better weekend. And I must not forget to add in, the weather was perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmEhyJiII/AAAAAAAABjI/KEkmiwcoAYY/s1600-h/IMG_3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmEhyJiII/AAAAAAAABjI/KEkmiwcoAYY/s400/IMG_3481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428286785095043202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And yes, we actually went to "Serendipity" for the real deal...frozen hot chocolate and a mountain of a brownie sunday. Holy cow, it was awesome! We couldn't have eaten that sunday faster if we had a funnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmEMyizOI/AAAAAAAABjA/Nozgo8WTXvE/s1600-h/IMG_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmEMyizOI/AAAAAAAABjA/Nozgo8WTXvE/s400/IMG_3482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428286779459554530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It felt so good to chat about anything and everything with two people who know me better than most. Thanks for a great weekend ladies! It was the first, but will certainly not be the last (hope you're okay with that Mel). And a huge thanks to Mikey and Dallen for watching the little girls so the big ones could go out for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Simply Stated: Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget...so don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7167553403850768527?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7167553403850768527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7167553403850768527&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7167553403850768527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7167553403850768527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/nyc-3-ladies-and-1-big-city.html' title='NYC: 3 ladies and 1 big city'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UmFHgbtOI/AAAAAAAABjQ/fUj5jEG6zgg/s72-c/IMG_3477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6970290470759997080</id><published>2010-01-18T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:21:10.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Library of Congress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UiCEYUMPI/AAAAAAAABi4/SZH3-vDNd0w/s1600-h/IMG_3472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UiCEYUMPI/AAAAAAAABi4/SZH3-vDNd0w/s400/IMG_3472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428282344795812082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A couple weekends ago, I met up with my friend Marcus in DC for the day. He was actually from my BYU ward and we ran into each other in the airport right after Christmas. Small world, I know. So one thing we were both DYING to do was to go to the Library of Congress. We rushed over there, only a short bit before closing time, and looked down into the reading rooms like boring tourists. It was absolutely amazing, but we wanted to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the reading room. So we hurried across the street and got our very own official library cards with full access to the reading rooms, just in time. When we walked inside the huge room full of a million old books, I felt like a kid at Disneyland, and was exercising ever ounce of control I had not to scream from excitement.  We found the librarian and asked him a ton of questions...including questions about "National Treasure" and when it was filmed there. One lady went off about how handsome Nicholas Cage was. Ha, it was such a great day. I look forward to days in the future of reading in those Amazing (Amazing with a capital "A") reading rooms. Oh, the history!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Simply Stated: One "National Treasure" accessed with one little library card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6970290470759997080?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6970290470759997080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6970290470759997080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6970290470759997080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6970290470759997080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/library-of-congress.html' title='Library of Congress'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1UiCEYUMPI/AAAAAAAABi4/SZH3-vDNd0w/s72-c/IMG_3472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-4331419974482271742</id><published>2010-01-15T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:02:12.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>west to the east</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1aCsf2_ssI/AAAAAAAABjg/mWEKmn1BjsE/s1600-h/lonboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1aCsf2_ssI/AAAAAAAABjg/mWEKmn1BjsE/s400/lonboard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428670101819732674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today the weather has been absolutely AMAZING! and you know what I'm seriously missing most? I'm sure it's not hard to guess...I miss longboarding. I'd do it here, had I a smooth street that didn't wind and a buddy to go with.  It would've been the most PERFECT day for a picnic in the canyon and a ride down it. Now don't think for a minute that I'm loving every ounce of VA, it's just sometimes there's a little west-coast homesickness for longboarding with the ipod in my pocket, relaxing and playing the guitar with friends after a busy day, playing some Super Nintendo with my buddies, or just being outside. But don't worry, I've already committed the girls in my Beehive class to learning to longboard for one of our activities when it warms up!&lt;div&gt;But until then, tomorrow I'm going to NY to meet up with Melanie and Krissi (see, already a little West Coast over here) and I can't wait! It's just one more thing going for the E.C. and it's going to be so awesome to go to the City with my girls.  It's every girl's idea of a perfect trip; at least one that us girls used to talk about in high school. Don't worry, I'll be sure to take a million pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply stated: LONGboarding....it's been way too LONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-4331419974482271742?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/4331419974482271742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=4331419974482271742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4331419974482271742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4331419974482271742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/west-to-east.html' title='west to the east'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S1aCsf2_ssI/AAAAAAAABjg/mWEKmn1BjsE/s72-c/lonboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8091024782461744548</id><published>2010-01-10T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:53:07.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss bennett vs miss salmon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0qWR7MEfAI/AAAAAAAABiw/4tps5mpYIac/s1600-h/keiraknightleylizzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0qWR7MEfAI/AAAAAAAABiw/4tps5mpYIac/s400/keiraknightleylizzie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425313935811443714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lately I have become completely entrenched in reading "Pride and Prejudice". It is so much so that I find myself thinking "what would Elizabeth say if she were in my situation?" I LOVE, love, LOVE this book and it is easily one of my most favorites of all time. I love everything about it from Elizabeth's bluntness to the foolish and hilarious pride of Mr. Collins. Another thing I love so much about it is that while I am reading the book, the character that I imagine as Elizabeth is someone between Keira Knightly and my close friend Krissi Mill (she'll probably laugh to know that, but I don't think she'll be surprised).  But on the matter of my identification with Miss Bennett of late, let me expound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;    I feel I have, at last, found a character in a book that truly describes bits of my life to some extent, and exaggerates all the best parts. Elizabeth is 23 years old, not married, and ever so satisfied with her situation, regardless of the social expectation that she has to be married before reaching the status of "old maid". But the part I love most about her is her bluntness and complete honesty in a society where ladies are expected to "hold their tongue"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;    You see, in my dating life in the past, I had the misfortune of being titled "too nice", which is only due to the fact that I never used to express my thoughts (however nice or fiery they really were) out loud. I used to swallow them until I felt at the point of an emotional explosion that was likely to come out on some undeserving soul. Then, I had some schooling in the department of "healthy expressions" and "standing up for myself" from a close cousin, Kelsie, whom I love dearly for it. I had felt at that point that my "openness" was at a healthy level: like being decisive and really giving my opinion on the choice of restaurant on a date instead of acting like I really didn't care. Now that example may not seem like a life-changing alteration, but it was for me.  So back to the "healthy level of openness" I felt I was at....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     I felt a new self-discovery was made with the fact that I really enjoyed stating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;how I felt inside (and not offering it obnoxiously, but when it fit) and so I never had to regret words left unsaid.  But then Elizabeth Bennett happened. She has given me a heightened sense of expressing myself and I think it is breaching "un-sweet" and "un-lady-like".  It's like in the movie "You've Got Mail" (and if you will remember that Elizabeth was also the role model for the main character "Kathleen Kelly") when she wishes so often to have the perfect words to express herself at the exact moment of needed delivery.  She then finds that, at one time imparticular, the right words actually come when needed, but then she goes home to regret what she said because although this man may have been deserving, she worried that what she said may have actually hurt him. But that occasion was not just a one-time "zing".  She continues to spout out her thoughts during several encounters with "Joe Fox", and regrets her words every time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     This is how I feel. I feel that I have come so far as to be able to actually say things with adequate description when I'm feeling them. It's not just on matters of where to go for dinner or what movie to watch, but in matters of all kinds of relationships in every aspect of my life.  I wish I could find a happy medium between "miss nice girl" and "miss bennett." Between regretting what I didn't say and regretting what I did say. Such is the predicament. Mr. Darcy seemed so deserving of every harsh comment made by Elizabeth in the beginning because he seemed so darn prideful, but come to find out that he was greatly misjudged.  So I'm sending this out into the void...any thoughts on the matter would be welcomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simply Stated: freedom of speech comes with a cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8091024782461744548?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8091024782461744548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8091024782461744548&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8091024782461744548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8091024782461744548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-bennett-vs-miss-salmon.html' title='miss bennett vs miss salmon'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0qWR7MEfAI/AAAAAAAABiw/4tps5mpYIac/s72-c/keiraknightleylizzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1826531240331137696</id><published>2010-01-07T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:34:26.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0ahqM2-5zI/AAAAAAAABio/mSInpdeBLU4/s1600-h/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0ahqM2-5zI/AAAAAAAABio/mSInpdeBLU4/s400/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424200547592759090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A note to Grace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     Grace always makes me feel like the most important person in the whole world and tells me every time I see her that she loves me more than it.  She doesn't care about my job, what I wear, who I know, or where I'm going; she just loves me. I love to play with her, sing with her, listen to music on my ipod with her, dance (hop) with her, and hug her. I love to tell her stories, but have her take over half way through and tell the rest of it with more imagination and twist than I could have mustered up myself. I love how she talks to me like big girls do, but then snuggles with me like little girls do. There really are a million and one things I love about her...her independence, free spirit, spunk, personality, curls, her hands, how she walks on her tip toes, her high voice, her giggle... sure love you Gracie. More than the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0ahpzS6ZmI/AAAAAAAABig/7H9q8CnKn7g/s1600-h/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0ahpzS6ZmI/AAAAAAAABig/7H9q8CnKn7g/s400/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424200540730582626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Simply Stated: Everyone needs a Gracie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1826531240331137696?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1826531240331137696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1826531240331137696&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1826531240331137696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1826531240331137696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/grace.html' title='grace'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0ahqM2-5zI/AAAAAAAABio/mSInpdeBLU4/s72-c/DSC_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6717977340417842285</id><published>2010-01-04T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:40:06.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;These are some random pictures from this last year that I thought would be fun to add in, in a last attempt to summarize the year. Some of them I may have added before, some got left out due to their randomness or lack of space, and some I have since come across. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0K6acZT5dI/AAAAAAAABg4/e-rVxHqNPwE/s1600-h/IMG_2972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0K6acZT5dI/AAAAAAAABg4/e-rVxHqNPwE/s400/IMG_2972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423101864769218002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0LAQ7WzqhI/AAAAAAAABhw/3eUw9Q74hUI/s1600-h/IMG_3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0LAQ7WzqhI/AAAAAAAABhw/3eUw9Q74hUI/s400/IMG_3255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423108298351290898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; 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text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0K5lQ7vN1I/AAAAAAAABgg/zT2JO3yGZ1A/s400/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423100951159322450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simply Stated: it's the little things that add up to the big things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6717977340417842285?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6717977340417842285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6717977340417842285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6717977340417842285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6717977340417842285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/randoms-of-2009.html' title='randoms of 2009'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0K6acZT5dI/AAAAAAAABg4/e-rVxHqNPwE/s72-c/IMG_2972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8417251140851397689</id><published>2010-01-04T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:37:05.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlK4WyrMI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EywAtUvTYQc/s1600-h/abominable+snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlK4WyrMI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EywAtUvTYQc/s400/abominable+snowman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078507652754626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm sure it's no surprise to anyone when I say that I am sentimental and traditional (maybe just a bit). So it's been fun this year here in Virginia, creating new ways to enjoy every aspect of the season like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Christmas at Mount Vernon. The Washington's really know how to throw a party. They celebrated for 12 days! I think we should find our way back to that. And don't mind our cute, matching headbands. It was freezing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KinJPBmTI/AAAAAAAABbg/0KXEt_5zZN8/s1600-h/IMG_3334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KinJPBmTI/AAAAAAAABbg/0KXEt_5zZN8/s400/IMG_3334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423075694685034802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Donna's 21st Birthday!! She's never had a birthday party and it was SO much fun to watch her get so excited with every aspect of a true birthday party with the candles, the cake, and all the fabulous guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KimqWLSKI/AAAAAAAABbY/WiXqfZ-pEQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KimqWLSKI/AAAAAAAABbY/WiXqfZ-pEQ8/s400/IMG_3338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423075686393530530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KnLg-Z2iI/AAAAAAAABdw/TeDt2EvD9qo/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KnLg-Z2iI/AAAAAAAABdw/TeDt2EvD9qo/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080717579573794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;CrAzIeSt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; snow storm that kept us in our house for 3 days! It snowed 30 inches and broke the record for the most amount of snow during this season in 50 years... yeah, imagine me picking such an epic year to move here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KnLSOD5jI/AAAAAAAABdo/ms5QV4JZXp0/s1600-h/mail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KnLSOD5jI/AAAAAAAABdo/ms5QV4JZXp0/s400/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080713618712114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjP8dp8VI/AAAAAAAABbo/3oBP3s-PEnw/s1600-h/IMG_3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjP8dp8VI/AAAAAAAABbo/3oBP3s-PEnw/s400/IMG_3345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423076395631374674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KilXTeiSI/AAAAAAAABbA/GcUnU1lCmqo/s1600-h/IMG_3407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KilXTeiSI/AAAAAAAABbA/GcUnU1lCmqo/s400/IMG_3407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423075664102066466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Our neighborhood Christmas party during the massive snow storm. We all put on our snow boots and party dresses and walked down the snowy street to our neighbor's house. The party was perfect with Santa (who had an individual present for everyone), dancing (mom was really getting into the Electric Slide and dad even did the Chicken Dance), great food, the Nativity Story performed by our neighborhood children, and good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KimNp00kI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zArXFjWcDsM/s1600-h/IMG_3370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KimNp00kI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zArXFjWcDsM/s400/IMG_3370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423075678691316290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0Kil0NOjiI/AAAAAAAABbI/HlgPdF_Eluw/s1600-h/IMG_3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0Kil0NOjiI/AAAAAAAABbI/HlgPdF_Eluw/s400/IMG_3394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423075671860481570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A trip to AZ that included an awesome talent night with our friends at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sweetcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; on Main St. The talents ranged from Brenner's story about our Mesa heritage, poems (Matt Olsen), songs about saving the planet, guitar jams (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Eagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; and many others), displays of graphic art (Angela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hardison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;), photography (Ryan Hoffman), to Santa (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ehm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;...Brady) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;' down to his favorite holiday jams. It was a great reunion and it ended with, nothing better than, a true Mesa dance party. (Sadly I only got a few pictures that night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjREQmHTI/AAAAAAAABcI/PxyC4rlv59Q/s1600-h/IMG_3421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjREQmHTI/AAAAAAAABcI/PxyC4rlv59Q/s400/IMG_3421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423076414903950642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjQzDa2HI/AAAAAAAABcA/0VvKKlNg7RY/s1600-h/IMG_3416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjQzDa2HI/AAAAAAAABcA/0VvKKlNg7RY/s400/IMG_3416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423076410285283442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjQStJ0CI/AAAAAAAABb4/lIv_2QXwYs0/s1600-h/IMG_3415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjQStJ0CI/AAAAAAAABb4/lIv_2QXwYs0/s400/IMG_3415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423076401601957922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjQP2tiKI/AAAAAAAABbw/9AHDYfejWyU/s1600-h/IMG_3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KjQP2tiKI/AAAAAAAABbw/9AHDYfejWyU/s400/IMG_3414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423076400836741282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Mesa Temple lights and buying tamales on the street corner. Ah, nothing is better than the Mesa Temple at Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlLb9ixiI/AAAAAAAABcY/hxYldZKlDDo/s1600-h/IMG_3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlLb9ixiI/AAAAAAAABcY/hxYldZKlDDo/s400/IMG_3436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078517210531362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Visiting with Mel and seeing her girls (and plotting our upcoming adventures in NY and on the East Coast...who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;woulda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; thunk...us Mesa girls on the EC?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KnLGmveGI/AAAAAAAABdg/tYZbXb-8r1g/s1600-h/IMG_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KnLGmveGI/AAAAAAAABdg/tYZbXb-8r1g/s400/IMG_3470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080710501005410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The traditional Christmas Eve at Grandma Salmon's house. Sure missed you Grandpa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0Klmmgum3I/AAAAAAAABdY/rHq9nkX9_BA/s1600-h/IMG_3448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0Klmmgum3I/AAAAAAAABdY/rHq9nkX9_BA/s400/IMG_3448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078983898930034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlmH9Z-PI/AAAAAAAABdQ/7nuU14ziy10/s1600-h/IMG_3463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlmH9Z-PI/AAAAAAAABdQ/7nuU14ziy10/s400/IMG_3463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078975697713394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KllxA9h9I/AAAAAAAABdI/upo2k3qg6Ho/s1600-h/IMG_3467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KllxA9h9I/AAAAAAAABdI/upo2k3qg6Ho/s400/IMG_3467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078969538611154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nacho visited this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlliKtaJI/AAAAAAAABdA/6Rd0tcX-J2E/s1600-h/IMG_3464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlliKtaJI/AAAAAAAABdA/6Rd0tcX-J2E/s400/IMG_3464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078965552965778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KllCVyXEI/AAAAAAAABc4/UcDrWQyHcv0/s1600-h/IMG_3460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KllCVyXEI/AAAAAAAABc4/UcDrWQyHcv0/s400/IMG_3460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078957009493058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlMuZxRII/AAAAAAAABcw/itkp_KsmVW4/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlMuZxRII/AAAAAAAABcw/itkp_KsmVW4/s400/IMG_3456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078539340629122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(notice Jack is cross-eyed; his new favorite thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlMMLELBI/AAAAAAAABco/VFUPmiCwZO4/s1600-h/IMG_3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlMMLELBI/AAAAAAAABco/VFUPmiCwZO4/s400/IMG_3449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078530152147986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait for baby Charlotte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlLzxH0HI/AAAAAAAABcg/WcN79kOSET4/s1600-h/IMG_3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlLzxH0HI/AAAAAAAABcg/WcN79kOSET4/s400/IMG_3444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423078523600883826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being with Grandma and all the family, shopping, eating, movie watching, going to the cabin, talking/singing with Matt late at night cause we couldn't sleep, building gingerbread houses with friends, gathering wood with Mom, and much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8417251140851397689?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8417251140851397689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8417251140851397689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8417251140851397689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8417251140851397689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-vacation.html' title='christmas vacation'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/S0KlK4WyrMI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EywAtUvTYQc/s72-c/abominable+snowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8943277298346273843</id><published>2009-12-08T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:52:22.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>temple lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eOZwQAhI/AAAAAAAABas/DB0Sbi5m9kY/s1600-h/IMG_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eOZwQAhI/AAAAAAAABas/DB0Sbi5m9kY/s400/IMG_3319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413078509902889490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eO_Afy7I/AAAAAAAABa0/DygmB84dEK0/s1600-h/IMG_3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eO_Afy7I/AAAAAAAABa0/DygmB84dEK0/s400/IMG_3313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413078519903144882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eOBZFMUI/AAAAAAAABak/2W9NIwEPj78/s1600-h/IMG_3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eOBZFMUI/AAAAAAAABak/2W9NIwEPj78/s400/IMG_3314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413078503363260738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like the holidays are not complete without seeing the Temple Lights. It was such a great start to the season to be there the night the lights turned on. Never gets old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8943277298346273843?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8943277298346273843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8943277298346273843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8943277298346273843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8943277298346273843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/12/temple-lights.html' title='temple lights'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8eOZwQAhI/AAAAAAAABas/DB0Sbi5m9kY/s72-c/IMG_3319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8369755814716359745</id><published>2009-12-08T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:45:57.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out with the Fall and it with the snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I have a feeling I won't be thinking this for very long....It's freezing here!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first snowfall was beautiful and it covered everything. Everyone is happy that we are enjoying a "White Christmas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8blwkXMGI/AAAAAAAABaE/oGK-QZhhdM4/s400/IMG_3231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413075612629151842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8ctIYiGNI/AAAAAAAABac/VGgj0VKrx00/s1600-h/IMG_3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8ctIYiGNI/AAAAAAAABac/VGgj0VKrx00/s400/IMG_3233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413076838792698066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8blf2TmuI/AAAAAAAABZ8/8cMdsQB_QFU/s1600-h/IMG_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8blf2TmuI/AAAAAAAABZ8/8cMdsQB_QFU/s400/IMG_3325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413075608141011682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: 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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8bkYsyv9I/AAAAAAAABZs/4KnLMBIy-2w/s1600-h/IMG_3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8bkYsyv9I/AAAAAAAABZs/4KnLMBIy-2w/s400/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413075589042192338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8bj0B0vvI/AAAAAAAABZk/l85oJ283jAk/s1600-h/IMG_3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8bj0B0vvI/AAAAAAAABZk/l85oJ283jAk/s400/IMG_3326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413075579198291698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8cD85dX0I/AAAAAAAABaM/mYyDxgZY1cc/s1600-h/IMG_3324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8cD85dX0I/AAAAAAAABaM/mYyDxgZY1cc/s400/IMG_3324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413076131334938434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8cEbbmICI/AAAAAAAABaU/JsqonGT2eDE/s1600-h/IMG_3323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8cEbbmICI/AAAAAAAABaU/JsqonGT2eDE/s400/IMG_3323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413076139531182114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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/4801628874216287281-8369755814716359745?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8369755814716359745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8369755814716359745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8369755814716359745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8369755814716359745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-snow.html' title='let it snow'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sx8blwkXMGI/AAAAAAAABaE/oGK-QZhhdM4/s72-c/IMG_3231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6243667650235915103</id><published>2009-12-05T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:01:49.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXjZ9B27I/AAAAAAAABYM/QeCMMRAEAKs/s1600-h/IMG_3238.JPG'/><title type='text'>turkey day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXLmM2KTI/AAAAAAAABX8/Lmoqa6h6Snk/s400/IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411874496472033586" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXjZ9B27I/AAAAAAAABYM/QeCMMRAEAKs/s1600-h/IMG_3238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXjZ9B27I/AAAAAAAABYM/QeCMMRAEAKs/s400/IMG_3238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411874905501326258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanksgiving was so much fun this year out here in Virginia and we had a lot of fun having Lara and Matt's family to visit. Sadly, we did miss the rest of the family being out here with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXL4SUiBI/AAAAAAAABYE/jJ7a_6031eI/s1600-h/IMG_3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXL4SUiBI/AAAAAAAABYE/jJ7a_6031eI/s400/IMG_3234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411874501326833682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXLKvLEgI/AAAAAAAABX0/8qnqzVIhMm4/s1600-h/IMG_3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXLKvLEgI/AAAAAAAABX0/8qnqzVIhMm4/s400/IMG_3249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411874489099817474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXK3ptdfI/AAAAAAAABXs/su7QbfiJbFE/s1600-h/IMG_3236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXK3ptdfI/AAAAAAAABXs/su7QbfiJbFE/s400/IMG_3236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411874483976631794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXKTi-8YI/AAAAAAAABXk/zUPd6OOPIbM/s1600-h/IMG_3284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXKTi-8YI/AAAAAAAABXk/zUPd6OOPIbM/s400/IMG_3284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411874474284740994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simply Stated: Thanksgiving day is too short to try to fit in all the things we're thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6243667650235915103?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6243667650235915103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6243667650235915103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6243667650235915103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6243667650235915103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/12/turkey-day.html' title='turkey day'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SxrXLmM2KTI/AAAAAAAABX8/Lmoqa6h6Snk/s72-c/IMG_3240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1034036596551971751</id><published>2009-11-16T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:13:56.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On Saturday I was on a date with one of my friends named Steve and we were going to a musical event.  While we were walking from our car towards the building, Steve looked over and said, "Is that car moving?" I looked over and sure enough, the car was cruising right past us without a driver. I was a little shocked at first, but he, having his wits about him, ran over to the front of the car to stop it from hitting another car.  So then I ran to the unlocked drivers door to jump in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "Do I have to get in there? It really smells." (while we're both laughing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;hysterically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Steve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "I think I can hold it." (at the front of the car holding it as it's still rolling forward)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "I can't drive a stick shift!" (while I'm sitting in this nasty car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Stev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "Okay, 1...2...3... Switch." (yeah like I was going to hold the car!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "Why are my hands all sticky?" (pretending to try to hold the car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Steve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "Sick! I just stuck my hands in a pile of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Kleenex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, and they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;clean!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Basically it was so funny and the most random thing. We really wanted to see the owners come out confused and say, "I thought we parked over there," as they pointed across the parking lot. Needless to say I didn't get much out of the musical event because we were laughing so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Simply Stated: If you leave your car in neutral, make sure to leave the driver's door unlocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4801628874216287281-1034036596551971751?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1034036596551971751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1034036596551971751&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1034036596551971751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1034036596551971751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-story.html' title='funny story'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1460523170640658300</id><published>2009-11-13T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:30:17.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely day..</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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4NWgNhCWI/AAAAAAAABWM/ayaksII4IZk/s1600-h/IMG_3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4NWgNhCWI/AAAAAAAABWM/ayaksII4IZk/s400/IMG_3203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403771283146082658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4NW9S1_bI/AAAAAAAABWU/x-IKzZgjRH4/s1600-h/IMG_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4NW9S1_bI/AAAAAAAABWU/x-IKzZgjRH4/s400/IMG_3207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403771290953055666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simply stated... A day at the temple is always a lovely day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1460523170640658300?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1460523170640658300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1460523170640658300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1460523170640658300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1460523170640658300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovely-day.html' title='lovely day..'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4NWgNhCWI/AAAAAAAABWM/ayaksII4IZk/s72-c/IMG_3203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6275025361279518107</id><published>2009-11-13T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:39:06.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween in america</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Once again, I have had so much fun teaching Donna all about American traditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Of course, pumpkin carving was involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L8Zh-n3I/AAAAAAAABV8/6bhmh9uM2Wk/s1600-h/IMG_3191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L8Zh-n3I/AAAAAAAABV8/6bhmh9uM2Wk/s400/IMG_3191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769735164632946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L73l_keI/AAAAAAAABV0/jx8nTHl0wJI/s1600-h/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L73l_keI/AAAAAAAABV0/jx8nTHl0wJI/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769726054666722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L7gDNrxI/AAAAAAAABVs/EGLyz4JfSJY/s1600-h/IMG_3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L7gDNrxI/AAAAAAAABVs/EGLyz4JfSJY/s400/IMG_3180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769719734775570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and picking out just the right pumpkins.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L7AhZbAI/AAAAAAAABVk/Xt9pSFOKi_c/s1600-h/IMG_3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L7AhZbAI/AAAAAAAABVk/Xt9pSFOKi_c/s400/IMG_3182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769711271439362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L6zn2T9I/AAAAAAAABVc/5DVOJw39ZUg/s1600-h/IMG_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L6zn2T9I/AAAAAAAABVc/5DVOJw39ZUg/s400/IMG_3175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769707808837586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and turning into pumpkins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4MNktXmHI/AAAAAAAABWE/1eP65EFfQhg/s1600-h/IMG_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4MNktXmHI/AAAAAAAABWE/1eP65EFfQhg/s400/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403770030222973042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;or Harriet Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simply stated: Your never too old for Halloween festivities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6275025361279518107?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6275025361279518107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6275025361279518107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6275025361279518107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6275025361279518107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-in-america.html' title='halloween in america'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sv4L8Zh-n3I/AAAAAAAABV8/6bhmh9uM2Wk/s72-c/IMG_3191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1637001466816570571</id><published>2009-10-25T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:32:19.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT3j19F5uI/AAAAAAAABVM/XiKF5U-Je-s/s1600-h/102_0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT3j19F5uI/AAAAAAAABVM/XiKF5U-Je-s/s400/102_0604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396710448647497442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This past week, October 20, my sweet Grandpa Salmon passed away. His last day was spent eating ice cream with his lovely sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; I never imagined life without someone who has been such a huge part of my life, as Grandpa has. I have truly been blessed to have grandparents who have been there for me in every phase of my life and there are so many sweet memories that I will hold onto always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I wish I could describe him just perfectly, in every detail, so that everyone could know and love him as much as all of us do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT1wW93ACI/AAAAAAAABU0/ScHOWC8Vq6k/s1600-h/IMG_3137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT1wW93ACI/AAAAAAAABU0/ScHOWC8Vq6k/s400/IMG_3137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396708464644259874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT1wHZcawI/AAAAAAAABUs/jI6gCYL6DbM/s1600-h/IMG_3126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT1wHZcawI/AAAAAAAABUs/jI6gCYL6DbM/s400/IMG_3126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396708460464990978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The funeral was full of emotions; laughing and crying. All the cousins had the chance to share a favorite memory of Grandpa and it seemed like every story was shared with laughter of the memory through tears because we'd never experience it again. My grandpa was an amazing man that I could only hope to find for myself. Hearing stories of him, makes me want to be better, love more, and serve always. A story that was shared at the funeral touched me so much and portrayed the very person of Grandpa perfectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My Uncle Bob contracted polio when he was a young boy. He had to stay in the hospital for 3 weeks and at that time parents were not allowed to stay overnight. Bob told his father (my grandpa) how he was scared to stay alone and wished for him to stay. My grandpa told him that he would never leave him. He then went on to sleep on the grass outside of Bob's hospital window every night for 3 weeks so that every time he looked out the window, his dad was always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Things I love about Grandpa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The twinkle in his blue eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How he'd hold my hand and tell me "Kate, you get prettier every time I see you," and mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tea Parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The way he'd haggle prices at Saturday morning garage sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How he could wiggle his ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Hot" mints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His gruff voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How he teased and loved to be teased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His love for the roses in his front yard and how he'd gather them in a bouquet for Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His and Grandma's attendance at every single performance, concert, and game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When he took me to my "Daddy-Daughter Dance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The alley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The way he'd pull me on his knee and kiss my cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How anytime I went shopping with Grandma, he'd make me model all my clothes for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His love of ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Mmm Boy" and "Don't be bashful just cause I am"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How he'd wake me up from sleepovers at their house with tickles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His selfless service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The way he'd look at Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;His love for his family above all else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How he'd make Taryn and I sing for him and Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The way he made each of us feel like the most important person in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Seeing him dressed in white in the temple and telling everyone that I belonged to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Sure do love you, Kate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT1vmlGgII/AAAAAAAABUk/OywuR_gut7E/s1600-h/IMG_3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT1vmlGgII/AAAAAAAABUk/OywuR_gut7E/s400/IMG_3131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396708451655516290" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0qF3A9rI/AAAAAAAABUU/MZXUUlA9FYc/s1600-h/IMG_3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0qF3A9rI/AAAAAAAABUU/MZXUUlA9FYc/s400/IMG_3132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396707257461307058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0p-vqOrI/AAAAAAAABUM/xz6sBCgpoYU/s1600-h/IMG_3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0p-vqOrI/AAAAAAAABUM/xz6sBCgpoYU/s400/IMG_3141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396707255551408818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Grandma is truly an amazing and wonderful woman. The two of them are perfect exemplars of Christ. I sure love my Grandma and she means the world to me. My heart hurts for her loss, but I know they will be together forever again after this life. That thought brings me and my family such peace and comfort. "God could not be everywhere, so he created grandmas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0plPZ-tI/AAAAAAAABT8/J4l3NiEn0u4/s1600-h/IMG_3151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0plPZ-tI/AAAAAAAABT8/J4l3NiEn0u4/s400/IMG_3151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396707248705239762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0pr2HonI/AAAAAAAABUE/oM-FEnv6dMg/s1600-h/IMG_3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0pr2HonI/AAAAAAAABUE/oM-FEnv6dMg/s400/IMG_3147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396707250478228082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0qaxMV6I/AAAAAAAABUc/wnRw9fFhyg8/s1600-h/IMG_3152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0qaxMV6I/AAAAAAAABUc/wnRw9fFhyg8/s400/IMG_3152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396707263074031522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0OCOM9AI/AAAAAAAABTw/dnPZT7Uiqjw/s1600-h/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0OCOM9AI/AAAAAAAABTw/dnPZT7Uiqjw/s400/IMG_3154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396706775448482818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;All the cousins came down and it was so wonderful to see everyone because it's been so long since we were all together. We enjoyed our time spent together and I know Grandpa was looking down on us, happy we were all together, just as he would have wanted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0N1ush_I/AAAAAAAABTk/3hh4zF6pNt4/s1600-h/IMG_3168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0N1ush_I/AAAAAAAABTk/3hh4zF6pNt4/s400/IMG_3168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396706772095109106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuUBXVWanHI/AAAAAAAABVU/LTrUh-bxI24/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuUBXVWanHI/AAAAAAAABVU/LTrUh-bxI24/s400/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396721228853189746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0Nc5m2iI/AAAAAAAABTY/Ihx-5zfAKic/s1600-h/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0Nc5m2iI/AAAAAAAABTY/Ihx-5zfAKic/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396706765429987874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Being with my all family together makes me want to do whatever it takes to be a family forever. It would not be heaven with any one of them missing. I am so grateful for the knowledge that families can be together forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0MmKwS8I/AAAAAAAABTA/CBrUqKIN_kY/s1600-h/IMG_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT0MmKwS8I/AAAAAAAABTA/CBrUqKIN_kY/s400/IMG_3169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396706750737959874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Simply Stated: Sure do love you, Grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1637001466816570571?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1637001466816570571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1637001466816570571&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1637001466816570571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1637001466816570571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/10/grandpa.html' title='Grandpa'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SuT3j19F5uI/AAAAAAAABVM/XiKF5U-Je-s/s72-c/102_0604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3228924132550930701</id><published>2009-09-13T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:08:00.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"rounds on the end and 'hi' in the middle...OHIO!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yTUmfz_I/AAAAAAAABS4/my8o__FCBLw/s1600-h/IMG_2958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yTUmfz_I/AAAAAAAABS4/my8o__FCBLw/s400/IMG_2958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082806050869234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;My last weekend of freedom before starting work, Donna and I decided to go on a road trip and visit my sis, Lara, and her cute fam in Ohio.  These are some fun random pictures of the trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;We had a great time picking fresh raspberries and eating them right off the vine and enjoying the beginnings of the beautiful fall air. It was perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1ySxrE4rI/AAAAAAAABSw/D0kj4OVs98U/s1600-h/IMG_2965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1ySxrE4rI/AAAAAAAABSw/D0kj4OVs98U/s400/IMG_2965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082796674835122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yEqKZOcI/AAAAAAAABSo/nqywiVcHoQo/s1600-h/IMG_2968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yEqKZOcI/AAAAAAAABSo/nqywiVcHoQo/s400/IMG_2968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082554140539330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We passed many large semi trucks on our journey to Ohio and so I took the liberty to teach Donna how to chug her arm out the window to get the trucks to honk. It is one of America's favorite past-times on the road you know...or probably just my family's favorite and so I felt a huge responsibility to take her under my wing and teach her all the correct traditions so that she fits in on her next road trip. It is just so fun being with her and teaching her things for the first time because she laughs so hard and says "Americans are so funny."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yEKsW2CI/AAAAAAAABSg/JPJbatwLpP0/s1600-h/IMG_2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yEKsW2CI/AAAAAAAABSg/JPJbatwLpP0/s400/IMG_2969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082545693055010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A favorite moment of the trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oftentimes in trips past, before the kids go to bed, I love to make up silly stories to get their imaginations running as wild as my own. So the second night I was there, I started to tell a story about a colony of ants (I know, not my most clever story) that was about to be taken over by an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; ant colony and it was up to the three of us to save it. In the middle of the story, I would say "Popcorn Grace, or Jack" and then it was left to them to continue the story from where I left off. So, continuing on... after we shrunk ourselves to be "ant-size," we set off to save the colony. When I popcorned Jack, he continued the story with us destroying all the evil ants with squirt guns filled with toilet water. Then, Jack popcorned Grace and the story was so nicely ended when (and I quote) "The nice Jesus ant came." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was so cute and so funny at the same time and I had to try really hard not to laugh. It was just so clever! Good job to her parents and Sunday school teachers for getting through to her on that lesson. Then, laying beside her that night before she fell asleep, I had to keep myself from laughing out loud at her perfect ending to the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yDkmqQoI/AAAAAAAABSY/EXZNWF5bRj8/s1600-h/IMG_2976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yDkmqQoI/AAAAAAAABSY/EXZNWF5bRj8/s400/IMG_2976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082535468614274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yDD7Vd7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/3foE7bJAFvQ/s1600-h/IMG_2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yDD7Vd7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/3foE7bJAFvQ/s400/IMG_2974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082526696961970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Raspberry pickin' buddies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yC0QkO-I/AAAAAAAABSI/lQoI9F_noBQ/s1600-h/IMG_2975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yC0QkO-I/AAAAAAAABSI/lQoI9F_noBQ/s400/IMG_2975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082522491042786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xmXtkiEI/AAAAAAAABSA/ORz2tgNy7fs/s1600-h/IMG_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xmXtkiEI/AAAAAAAABSA/ORz2tgNy7fs/s400/IMG_2977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082033791731778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other cute story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This morning when I walked upstairs to eat Lucky Charms with "smarshmallows," I saw Jack and Grace and said, "Oh look, it's my favorite children." Then, later as I was getting ready for church, Jack came down all dressed so handsome in his suit to talk to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He then said, "Remember when you said that we were your favorite children?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Me: "Yes, I sure do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jack: "Well I will remember that forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"My favorite children" bring me feelings of complete happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xl4-mHnI/AAAAAAAABR4/3xeCPAP2HcQ/s1600-h/IMG_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xl4-mHnI/AAAAAAAABR4/3xeCPAP2HcQ/s400/IMG_2979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082025541639794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xlQFCK1I/AAAAAAAABRw/OBMmlH3Jxx0/s1600-h/IMG_2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xlQFCK1I/AAAAAAAABRw/OBMmlH3Jxx0/s400/IMG_2983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082014562790226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How to just let go and enjoy yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xk23zCqI/AAAAAAAABRo/wVdiFacP7hg/s1600-h/IMG_2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xk23zCqI/AAAAAAAABRo/wVdiFacP7hg/s400/IMG_2987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082007796386466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Last favorite story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The last night Lara, Donna, and I had a girls night out that ended with Lara telling us the story of how she met and married her loving hubby.  Donna has never experienced American dating and weddings before, so we had so much fun talking about all the juicy details. She is such a hopeless romantic, like one may call me, so of course I loved adding fuel to her fire. But I did feel at a loss for words when she so hopeful asked if there are really boys here in America like "Noah" in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Notebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xkQJfcII/AAAAAAAABRg/L_5wPSoyC3A/s1600-h/IMG_2989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1xkQJfcII/AAAAAAAABRg/L_5wPSoyC3A/s400/IMG_2989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381081997401616514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that cute, happy boy. He smiles all the time and we love it every time. He is a remarkably good baby and loves to be held. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was such a fun get-away and we had a great time. Thanks Lara and Matt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I know I get so cheesy about things like this all the time, but I just don't think anything in the world is meant to bring us greater happiness than our families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;These pictures are brought to you by: Lara, Donna, Jack, Grace, Sam, and Katie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sorry Matt! We didn't snap a picture with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simply Stated: the happiest story is the one that ends with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-3228924132550930701?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3228924132550930701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3228924132550930701&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3228924132550930701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3228924132550930701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/09/rounds-on-end-and-hi-in-middleohio.html' title='&quot;rounds on the end and &apos;hi&apos; in the middle...OHIO!&quot;'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sq1yTUmfz_I/AAAAAAAABS4/my8o__FCBLw/s72-c/IMG_2958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-4186199466328443649</id><published>2009-09-09T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:48:16.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Terminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqfjfhI7_qI/AAAAAAAABRI/pakUO7gWYDw/s1600-h/terminal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqfjfhI7_qI/AAAAAAAABRI/pakUO7gWYDw/s400/terminal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379518410528652962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This last weekend I went for a little vacation amidst the vacation I have been on since moving here. I had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Termin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;experience that was actually quite comical. I felt the whole thing could be narrated into an entire movie alongside Tom Hanks.  My day as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Got to the Washington Dulles airport in time to catch my flight at 6:50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Entered the plane as the very first person on the flight and took my seat as the very last person on the plane (not to my planning...wish I was on Southwest).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Sat on the tarmac for an extra 40 min and then slept once we were safely in flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Arrived to Atlanta ten minutes before my connecting flight was to take off and so needless to say, I, being the last person on the plane, had to run like the dickens to attempt to catch my flight out to Phoenix. (For those of you who have never been to the ATL airport, it's a nightmare).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Ran past the shuttle in attempts to outrun it to get to the neighboring terminal in time...the shuttle was faster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Arrived to the gate, deprived of all oxygen, just moments after my plane took off. Had a flashback of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb and Dumber&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Was told by two employees that the next flight out wasn't until 9:50 that night. Sadly, it was only 9:30 a.m. They told me there were no other options. So I began to explore the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Being stressed, I passed a spa and massage parlor. Never had a massage before, so stopped to enjoy one (Yeah, sad that my first real massage was in the airport!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-After feeling like the new me, went back to reason with yet another employee to see my options. I was then told they had just sent a group of the Phoenix fliers who had missed their flight, like me, on another plane at 10:30 a.m. It was 10:35. I don't know how I was misinformed, but I had been enjoying a massage while my flight was taking off.  I started to laugh at this point. They thought I'd snapped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-New flight set for 7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Discovered a miscommunication between airlines and I was sent as the in-between. Rode the shuttle 5 times and was escorted by staff on the 5th try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Sat to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;to escape my current life in the terminal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Called Taryn, who is living about 1 hr and 40 min outside the airport. She, so graciously, came to rescue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Sat on the curb outside to wait for Taryn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Taryn picked me up and we ventured down into Atlanta to go to the Central Olympic Park (I think?) and I am proud to say that Taryn was quite handy on the directions (way to go Tar!) which is something to say considering our lack of any sense of direction with the two of us in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Enjoyed a stroll around the park and sat in a little outdoor lounge to enjoy some cool drinks and wonderful chatting. Nothing more lovely than spending an afternoon with Taryn, whom I miss so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqhjAFi91lI/AAAAAAAABRQ/x3XPjU09TxM/s1600-h/IMG_2949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqhjAFi91lI/AAAAAAAABRQ/x3XPjU09TxM/s400/IMG_2949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379658608034043474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Back to the airport and through security...one more ride on the shuttle...I think that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;makes 6 (actually 7 if we are including the time I ran past it in attempts to outrun it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Happily seated on the airplane going to Phoenix at 7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Arrived at Phoenix...baggage lost...started laughing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Picked up by Matthew in time to enjoy a wonderful meal and a good laugh at the day's events at my grandparents home with my brothers and sister in-law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Slept in my brother's clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqhjAvyYunI/AAAAAAAABRY/JGp1TIDE9FE/s1600-h/IMG_2952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqhjAvyYunI/AAAAAAAABRY/JGp1TIDE9FE/s400/IMG_2952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379658619373009522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(This is us being ridiculous after stuffing ourselves to the brim at Rosa's. I must say we had a great time. The funny thing is that we could read each other's minds and kept laughing the whole lunch even though we never had to say what we were laughing about. Good day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;imply stated: when in doubt, forgo the tempting massage at the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-4186199466328443649?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/4186199466328443649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=4186199466328443649&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4186199466328443649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4186199466328443649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/09/terminal.html' title='The Terminal'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SqfjfhI7_qI/AAAAAAAABRI/pakUO7gWYDw/s72-c/terminal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6856082578197591471</id><published>2009-08-29T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:10:08.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day in DC with Donna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLaVgycEI/AAAAAAAABRA/QaBxBnI_li0/s1600-h/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLaVgycEI/AAAAAAAABRA/QaBxBnI_li0/s400/IMG_2906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551283555102786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Donna and I took a day to go into DC to have a look around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here are some of the fine things we enjoyed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLZ76p1dI/AAAAAAAABQ4/y1dpaW-ss8s/s1600-h/IMG_2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLZ76p1dI/AAAAAAAABQ4/y1dpaW-ss8s/s400/IMG_2914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551276684269010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLLvzXgTI/AAAAAAAABQw/eCjvfraD4Us/s1600-h/IMG_2917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLLvzXgTI/AAAAAAAABQw/eCjvfraD4Us/s400/IMG_2917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551032914313522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lovely flowers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLLbB1jXI/AAAAAAAABQo/IIeGwgrxW_0/s1600-h/IMG_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLLbB1jXI/AAAAAAAABQo/IIeGwgrxW_0/s400/IMG_2918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551027337858418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my favorite dish straight off the stand (they make the best kind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLK8mJ4OI/AAAAAAAABQg/_tU_pWIN6fY/s1600-h/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLK8mJ4OI/AAAAAAAABQg/_tU_pWIN6fY/s400/IMG_2921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551019168686306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;dinosaurs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLKfq7djI/AAAAAAAABQY/HeG-jQ62Vj4/s1600-h/IMG_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLKfq7djI/AAAAAAAABQY/HeG-jQ62Vj4/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551011404084786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and even more crazy dinosaurs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLKHS9svI/AAAAAAAABQQ/NSPFI1prwF8/s1600-h/IMG_2929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLKHS9svI/AAAAAAAABQQ/NSPFI1prwF8/s400/IMG_2929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375551004861117170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;check out the ancestor to the moose, I think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKxF_MnRI/AAAAAAAABQI/sXYuO5-xvUw/s1600-h/IMG_2930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKxF_MnRI/AAAAAAAABQI/sXYuO5-xvUw/s400/IMG_2930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375550575013043474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;a caveman trying to catch a cab (Geico must be missing their spokesman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKwm4AQbI/AAAAAAAABQA/Rb9y2L8XGM0/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKwm4AQbI/AAAAAAAABQA/Rb9y2L8XGM0/s400/IMG_2939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375550566661374386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The "Hope Diamond"...over 45 karats with a security guard armed and close by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKwM9aiHI/AAAAAAAABP4/0U9zJ9gL8W8/s1600-h/IMG_2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKwM9aiHI/AAAAAAAABP4/0U9zJ9gL8W8/s400/IMG_2938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375550559704746098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A huge elephant inside seeing the sights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKv2z5M0I/AAAAAAAABPw/U1ycgshlsFI/s1600-h/IMG_2937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKv2z5M0I/AAAAAAAABPw/U1ycgshlsFI/s400/IMG_2937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375550553759232834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKvelDzII/AAAAAAAABPo/qVdQBpu9h5g/s1600-h/IMG_2948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnKvelDzII/AAAAAAAABPo/qVdQBpu9h5g/s400/IMG_2948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375550547254561922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;simply stated: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;plans made on a moments notice usually turn out to be the best plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6856082578197591471?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6856082578197591471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6856082578197591471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6856082578197591471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6856082578197591471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-in-dc-with-donna.html' title='day in DC with Donna'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpnLaVgycEI/AAAAAAAABRA/QaBxBnI_li0/s72-c/IMG_2906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-4044958965702825394</id><published>2009-08-27T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:50:55.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding bells for syrell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKqtIgqVI/AAAAAAAABPg/ljWp-HxwSWQ/s1600-h/IMG_2891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKqtIgqVI/AAAAAAAABPg/ljWp-HxwSWQ/s400/IMG_2891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846777820227922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;...From my window in the airplane. It was the most amazing view and it was so peaceful looking at all the nimbus and cumulus clouds...I just remembered those names from 9th grade science class and had to throw them in. Who knows what kinda clouds they were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But it was so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(I must admit that I imagined myself in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Saturday's Warrior"&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKqCvptUI/AAAAAAAABPY/tOvxVObVxPo/s1600-h/IMG_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKqCvptUI/AAAAAAAABPY/tOvxVObVxPo/s400/IMG_2897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846766441674050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My trip to AZ was for the anticipated wedding of Tate Ash and Syrell. They were so happy and they are truly two best friends. (Note: Syrell's veil was so classy and definitely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; Syrell, check it out. She designed her dress too! The girl is amazing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKpmO2K2I/AAAAAAAABPQ/iv2CU77aNtE/s1600-h/IMG_2896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKpmO2K2I/AAAAAAAABPQ/iv2CU77aNtE/s400/IMG_2896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846758787885922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Taryn and I outside the temple. If it looks like we're sweating, it's because we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I do often forget how my love for Arizona is sometimes overshadowed (or overburned) by the intense temperatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKYvSRZeI/AAAAAAAABPI/6DsrTiMn_ec/s1600-h/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKYvSRZeI/AAAAAAAABPI/6DsrTiMn_ec/s400/IMG_2898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846469160396258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;At the reception with the most handsome guy there...Grandpa Salmon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKXyHDtyI/AAAAAAAABPA/c_VNFXVixzc/s1600-h/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKXyHDtyI/AAAAAAAABPA/c_VNFXVixzc/s400/IMG_2899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846452738799394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My lovely Aunt Dana ... I just have to show off my wonderful family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKXYrP0WI/AAAAAAAABO4/2qk6HhftBro/s1600-h/IMG_2900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKXYrP0WI/AAAAAAAABO4/2qk6HhftBro/s400/IMG_2900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846445911265634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Grandma Salmon is the classiest lady I know. I have to make a plug here for her and her cute style. Grandma has always been up on the latest fashions and anytime we go shopping, she always knows just what I need to be in style. And she is always right! If she says "Red high heels," I buy red high heels. I do miss Grandma and Grandpa while I'm miles away. Two of the most loving people on the earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKWqT63qI/AAAAAAAABOw/RDZG15Ypfp0/s1600-h/IMG_2901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKWqT63qI/AAAAAAAABOw/RDZG15Ypfp0/s400/IMG_2901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846433465392802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sarah, my cute sis, and I spent lots of quality time together this trip. I kinda trumped all her time even if she wanted to be doing anything else, but she never let it show. I'm glad Jake married such a good friend for me to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKWO9xYjI/AAAAAAAABOo/A4NJBKnt9U8/s1600-h/IMG_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKWO9xYjI/AAAAAAAABOo/A4NJBKnt9U8/s400/IMG_2905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374846426124739122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Victoria and Serena, my lovely friends from Utah were also there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh, it was a fine night to be had&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simply stated: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ou can take the girl out of Arizona, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but you can't take Arizona and out of the girl.&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/4801628874216287281-4044958965702825394?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/4044958965702825394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=4044958965702825394&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4044958965702825394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/4044958965702825394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-bells-for-syrell.html' title='wedding bells for syrell'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SpdKqtIgqVI/AAAAAAAABPg/ljWp-HxwSWQ/s72-c/IMG_2891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1271703359487353434</id><published>2009-08-11T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:47:43.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>day in the country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZjokWigI/AAAAAAAABOg/gg8FPwPwdX0/s1600-h/IMG_2866-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZjokWigI/AAAAAAAABOg/gg8FPwPwdX0/s400/IMG_2866-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811437010881026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Last Saturday my parents and I took a lovely trip to the country and it was by far my favorite day here thus far. We meandered through the Virginia country roads and along the way we enjoyed many of life's most simple pleasures....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZfKk6KbI/AAAAAAAABOY/D_zp6CoIQAY/s1600-h/IMG_2884-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZfKk6KbI/AAAAAAAABOY/D_zp6CoIQAY/s400/IMG_2884-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811360240675250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A farmer's market with friendly hands that let us sample all the fruits before buying a bundle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Nothing like dusting off the fruit on your jeans before biting into a delicious juicy peach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZe6uxJDI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PcKhwBuENTs/s1600-h/IMG_2885-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZe6uxJDI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PcKhwBuENTs/s400/IMG_2885-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811355987059762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"The Ole Country Store" where they sold the softest honey wheat Amish bread &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and where the owner asked to know our names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZeprd7FI/AAAAAAAABOI/01WMz3sfRs8/s1600-h/IMG_2856-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZeprd7FI/AAAAAAAABOI/01WMz3sfRs8/s400/IMG_2856-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811351409814610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Common friends on the road who preferred riding with their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;heads out the window just as I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZeTKRfvI/AAAAAAAABOA/y9LAFlQt7dQ/s1600-h/IMG_2857-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZeTKRfvI/AAAAAAAABOA/y9LAFlQt7dQ/s400/IMG_2857-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811345365008114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;green hills, wooden fences and the air that smells of cat-tails, clovers, and ladybugs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;it brought memories of tree houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Saw a sweet widow in the town grave standing alone near a head stone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZeKoR3PI/AAAAAAAABN4/50WNRh_5WWU/s1600-h/IMG_2867-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZeKoR3PI/AAAAAAAABN4/50WNRh_5WWU/s400/IMG_2867-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811343074942194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the most delicious little diner/cafe in the quaint little town of Charlottesville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There are no finer foods on the American menu than a hot dog, pickles, and french fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My mom is demonstrating it all so nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZIMhrsqI/AAAAAAAABNw/OnKFpN1_uqc/s1600-h/IMG_2872-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZIMhrsqI/AAAAAAAABNw/OnKFpN1_uqc/s400/IMG_2872-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368810965627024034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;a true Coke machine... nothing like popping the top of an "ice cold cherry Coke"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;just like Mayberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZIJOuymI/AAAAAAAABNo/PMlYdkFPg00/s1600-h/IMG_2873-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZIJOuymI/AAAAAAAABNo/PMlYdkFPg00/s400/IMG_2873-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368810964742228578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;a rising musician playing in the town square (I had to creepily take this picture from a store window so I didn't scare him).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZH9t_4zI/AAAAAAAABNg/8V4e-Nvj1fQ/s1600-h/IMG_2876-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZH9t_4zI/AAAAAAAABNg/8V4e-Nvj1fQ/s400/IMG_2876-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368810961652146994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; cute pair of overalls that are only worn by the truest of farmers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZHm-4cFI/AAAAAAAABNY/ZPjhC-PehXM/s1600-h/IMG_2880-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZHm-4cFI/AAAAAAAABNY/ZPjhC-PehXM/s400/IMG_2880-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368810955548946514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;dresses bought from a kind street vendor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZHZKW65I/AAAAAAAABNQ/Sb_1RhqgO4E/s1600-h/IMG_2882-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZHZKW65I/AAAAAAAABNQ/Sb_1RhqgO4E/s400/IMG_2882-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368810951838985106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;simply stated: life is sweeter when the little things are enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1271703359487353434?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1271703359487353434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1271703359487353434&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1271703359487353434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1271703359487353434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-in-country.html' title='day in the country'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoHZjokWigI/AAAAAAAABOg/gg8FPwPwdX0/s72-c/IMG_2866-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8415520429727739486</id><published>2009-08-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:35:54.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>true happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoGQtBVk6sI/AAAAAAAABLk/W1ZxRXLJHCc/s1600-h/washington_lds_mormon_temple2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoGQtBVk6sI/AAAAAAAABLk/W1ZxRXLJHCc/s400/washington_lds_mormon_temple2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368731333929790146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tonight was one of the most special nights I have experienced in awhile.  Let me give some background info so I can include you on the specialness of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;About two weeks ago, the Mormon missionaries found out that my dad speaks Chinese, so they asked him to help teach a Chinese girl about the Gospel.  So this past Sunday she came to our house for the second time and we had another discussion about repentance and being forgiven for our sins (wiped clean) because of Christ's Atonement for us.  It was so amazing to hear it again and to hear it explained to someone who was learning it for the first time in her life because she never knew she could be forgiven.  She has such pure faith and it strengthens me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tonight, my parents, Donna, the missionaries (Elder Liepmann and Elder Tye), and I went to the D.C. Temple to watch the Joseph Smith video about the Restoration of the Gospel.  The feelings were so strong and Donna was glowing.  We all talked about how it really hit home with each of us tonight, even though most of us had already seen the video. My own testimony has been strengthened and tonight it was lifted even more as we learned of the Prophet Joseph Smith and the truthfulness of this Gospel. Donna says she has already seen blessings in her life and I have seen so many in my own life.  Donna is getting baptized in two weeks and we are so excited.  I love this Gospel and I know it's true.  I don't just believe, I know.  I love my Savior and I am so grateful to know I am a daughter of God and that this Gospel is for everyone. Heavenly Father does hear and answer our prayers, just not always in the time and way we think.  I was having an adjustment period lately with changes and such, but the Lord has picked me up and reminded me of His love for me. I'm grateful to be even a small part of all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More info go to www.lds.org or www.mormon.org  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoDgBopUP8I/AAAAAAAABLM/WfqcGJ11zWQ/s1600-h/IMG_2889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoDgBopUP8I/AAAAAAAABLM/WfqcGJ11zWQ/s400/IMG_2889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368537074520833986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;simply stated: true happiness comes from knowing who you are and who you've been all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8415520429727739486?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8415520429727739486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8415520429727739486&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8415520429727739486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8415520429727739486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-happiness.html' title='true happiness'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SoGQtBVk6sI/AAAAAAAABLk/W1ZxRXLJHCc/s72-c/washington_lds_mormon_temple2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7829652417156591269</id><published>2009-08-06T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:50:35.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLORIDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb20W0ksI/AAAAAAAABLE/qDFj6cqfpBg/s1600-h/IMG_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb20W0ksI/AAAAAAAABLE/qDFj6cqfpBg/s400/IMG_2791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366914009523327682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and the crazy birds outside our hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb2rcqhXI/AAAAAAAABK8/aOHCjuCYCqM/s1600-h/IMG_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb2rcqhXI/AAAAAAAABK8/aOHCjuCYCqM/s400/IMG_2795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366914007131915634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy at the Magic Kingdom at DISNEY WORLD! Yeah baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb2XmhpFI/AAAAAAAABK0/tclcYgok6L4/s1600-h/IMG_2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb2XmhpFI/AAAAAAAABK0/tclcYgok6L4/s400/IMG_2799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366914001804567634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Splash Mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb2ITvRoI/AAAAAAAABKs/-8a2z7G0kHs/s1600-h/IMG_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb2ITvRoI/AAAAAAAABKs/-8a2z7G0kHs/s400/IMG_2800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913997699237506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb1i0mc1I/AAAAAAAABKk/a7OtwKgkejI/s1600-h/IMG_2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb1i0mc1I/AAAAAAAABKk/a7OtwKgkejI/s400/IMG_2801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913987636523858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsbec18AUI/AAAAAAAABKc/keYqaeBGv0c/s1600-h/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsbec18AUI/AAAAAAAABKc/keYqaeBGv0c/s400/IMG_2805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913590894526786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The light parade...nothing warms my heart more than the castle all lit up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsbeJoXnPI/AAAAAAAABKU/nx3V2kaKCck/s1600-h/IMG_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsbeJoXnPI/AAAAAAAABKU/nx3V2kaKCck/s400/IMG_2814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913585737342194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my best little buddy, Grace, at the Epcot Center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsbdgs2DFI/AAAAAAAABKM/In9X6pt1mWY/s1600-h/IMG_2816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsbdgs2DFI/AAAAAAAABKM/In9X6pt1mWY/s400/IMG_2816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913574750260306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cocoa Beach (yeah, recognize the name from Mario Kart?). The water was so warm and nice but the scary thing that I found out this week during "Shark Week" is that the Florida beaches are #1 in the world for shark attacks.  Good thing I was unaware before putting my life on the line while having a fun day at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsbdeApE7I/AAAAAAAABKE/FSLzfd7jFuA/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsbdeApE7I/AAAAAAAABKE/FSLzfd7jFuA/s400/IMG_2819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913574027989938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelsie, Jordan, and Stetson came to see us since they just moved to Florida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsbdGfmEmI/AAAAAAAABJ8/UopZmxQtQD0/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsbdGfmEmI/AAAAAAAABJ8/UopZmxQtQD0/s400/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913567715365474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelsie and I had an encounter with a huge sting-ray while casually swimming in the waves. When it hit kelsie in the arm, we ran in towards the beach screaming and the other swimmers around us were wondering if they should be heading for the shores by our screams. Every man for himself when it comes to sea creatures, you know? Except no one believes me and Kels in our encounter. Always the case for some reason...&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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa-xuZBuI/AAAAAAAABJs/Wreu1lEUQaE/s1600-h/IMG_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa-xuZBuI/AAAAAAAABJs/Wreu1lEUQaE/s400/IMG_2824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913046744205026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa-SapIbI/AAAAAAAABJk/soz1Megzr5g/s1600-h/IMG_2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa-SapIbI/AAAAAAAABJk/soz1Megzr5g/s400/IMG_2828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913038339875250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa-MzEJ6I/AAAAAAAABJc/ZzNWFTuBtGc/s1600-h/IMG_2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa-MzEJ6I/AAAAAAAABJc/ZzNWFTuBtGc/s400/IMG_2829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913036831696802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa9-Z44OI/AAAAAAAABJU/Cm2Whlbec-o/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsa9-Z44OI/AAAAAAAABJU/Cm2Whlbec-o/s400/IMG_2834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366913032968003810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so good to cuddle baby Sam. Look how stinkin' cute he is resting on his fist there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsai1UISnI/AAAAAAAABJM/cH3d5xph0xI/s1600-h/IMG_2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsai1UISnI/AAAAAAAABJM/cH3d5xph0xI/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366912566671460978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last night we went to CHEF MICKEY and we got to see all the characters.  It was the BEST buffet and I think the best part was seeing Grace jump up and down when every character came around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsailpP_dI/AAAAAAAABJE/QtOmG_1kSOo/s1600-h/IMG_2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsailpP_dI/AAAAAAAABJE/QtOmG_1kSOo/s400/IMG_2837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366912562465078738" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsaia5diAI/AAAAAAAABI8/4Q4VDYO0O6o/s1600-h/IMG_2838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsaia5diAI/AAAAAAAABI8/4Q4VDYO0O6o/s400/IMG_2838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366912559580284930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsahV8V-xI/AAAAAAAABIs/3CWix5Fcnfc/s1600-h/IMG_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SnsahV8V-xI/AAAAAAAABIs/3CWix5Fcnfc/s400/IMG_2848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366912541070326546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My two favorite boys...&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;Thanks Mom and Dad! It was such a fun trip between Disney World, Cocoa Beach, the movies, yummy buffets, and swimming pools. Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7829652417156591269?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7829652417156591269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7829652417156591269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7829652417156591269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7829652417156591269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/08/florida.html' title='FLORIDA!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Snsb20W0ksI/AAAAAAAABLE/qDFj6cqfpBg/s72-c/IMG_2791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3153811684437528506</id><published>2009-07-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:49:11.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>utah to virginia....across the miles with dad</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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iTWshH0I/AAAAAAAABIc/J9aKs0c9ENI/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iTWshH0I/AAAAAAAABIc/J9aKs0c9ENI/s400/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359180534987693890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my dad flew out to utah for business and so i loaded the car and picked him up for our adventure across the states.  I took a few pictures to illustrate our journey so I hope you enjoy the ride (minus the 35 hours in the car). Our first favorite stop was Cracker Barrel in Nebraska. Nothing like good home-cookin when you're on the road eating jerky and candy all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iS-LuukI/AAAAAAAABIU/0fGDK_Uz0y0/s1600-h/IMG_2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iS-LuukI/AAAAAAAABIU/0fGDK_Uz0y0/s400/IMG_2784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359180528407722562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This fine hotel was our place of stay for two nights.  It was so fine that many truckers and motorcycle gangs stayed there as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iSpHrD9I/AAAAAAAABIM/dkW10_HucAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iSpHrD9I/AAAAAAAABIM/dkW10_HucAQ/s400/IMG_2785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359180522753560530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and of course, for those who know my dad, know that he must stop at the Harley stores...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iSUaNGfI/AAAAAAAABIE/xsTnYtaXoSs/s1600-h/IMG_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I missed getting a picture of Cabella's.  We actually joked about doing a Cabella's cross-country tour.  We passed about 6 on the way. Thank heavens we forwent that idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iSUaNGfI/AAAAAAAABIE/xsTnYtaXoSs/s400/IMG_2788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359180517194144242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited Notre Dame and just being on the campus  made me feel inspired to do great things. I also loved seeing the football stadium and dad and I gave a shout out to Rudy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The entire ride we listened to Ender's Game and Ender's Shadow. They are awesome books and I really quite enjoyed them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for a great time dad. I had a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-k3l6PL1I/AAAAAAAABIk/A9sCuq5QKOY/s1600-h/enders-game-novel-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-k3l6PL1I/AAAAAAAABIk/A9sCuq5QKOY/s400/enders-game-novel-cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359183356570316626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-3153811684437528506?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3153811684437528506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3153811684437528506&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3153811684437528506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3153811684437528506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/07/utah-to-virginiaacross-miles-with-dad.html' title='utah to virginia....across the miles with dad'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-iTWshH0I/AAAAAAAABIc/J9aKs0c9ENI/s72-c/IMG_2783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7527009657565957633</id><published>2009-07-16T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:55:10.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-em18lk8I/AAAAAAAABH8/Tyi8eKnjQKQ/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-em18lk8I/AAAAAAAABH8/Tyi8eKnjQKQ/s400/IMG_2780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359176471747597250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em and I went for our last ride (for now at least) down the provo canyon. I know I have a million longboarding posts, but its just my favorite thing to do. We had a picnic by the river and then one amazing ride. And no, we did not go down on our stomachs. (These pictures were taken for dramatic effect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-emV1FBgI/AAAAAAAABH0/h957N-mGjE0/s1600-h/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-emV1FBgI/AAAAAAAABH0/h957N-mGjE0/s400/IMG_2768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359176463126169090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-emIFCaXI/AAAAAAAABHs/TXI8XoTtvXc/s1600-h/IMG_2779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-emIFCaXI/AAAAAAAABHs/TXI8XoTtvXc/s400/IMG_2779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359176459435010418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things got a little intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-elkaE0CI/AAAAAAAABHk/J2NvBfWWVso/s1600-h/IMG_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-elkaE0CI/AAAAAAAABHk/J2NvBfWWVso/s400/IMG_2776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359176449859571746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-elUV89eI/AAAAAAAABHc/1E7RPJd1tWw/s1600-h/IMG_2772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-elUV89eI/AAAAAAAABHc/1E7RPJd1tWw/s400/IMG_2772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359176445547312610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the awesome path. So beautiful huh? I love the way the trees bend over the path.&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/4801628874216287281-7527009657565957633?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7527009657565957633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7527009657565957633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7527009657565957633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7527009657565957633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-ride.html' title='last ride'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sl-em18lk8I/AAAAAAAABH8/Tyi8eKnjQKQ/s72-c/IMG_2780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-2810184474599304544</id><published>2009-06-28T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:20:45.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>virginia....east coast anthem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Skf5Sydq8oI/AAAAAAAABHU/WYwnK8L2n8Y/s1600-h/va123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Skf5Sydq8oI/AAAAAAAABHU/WYwnK8L2n8Y/s400/va123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352520783332307586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big news! You guessed it.  I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;moving to Virginia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I have been thinking about it for quite some time now and on Friday I made the big decision and so I'm heading to VA in 2 weeks! Crazy,huh? I am so excited about it and I think it will be a completely new adventure. My dad is coming out and we are going to make the drive cross-country, which I think is going to be so much fun. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There it is....I am a lover so to Virginia I go.&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/4801628874216287281-2810184474599304544?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/2810184474599304544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=2810184474599304544&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2810184474599304544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2810184474599304544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/06/virginiaeast-coast-anthem.html' title='virginia....east coast anthem'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Skf5Sydq8oI/AAAAAAAABHU/WYwnK8L2n8Y/s72-c/va123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6364073406436932019</id><published>2009-06-21T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:46:22.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, Brenner had the best idea to hike up to Silver Lake in American Fork Canyon. We were all a little hesitant because it was quite cloudy and looked like rain was on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But as soon as we got to the reservoir to start our hike, I was so glad I went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UmllsLGI/AAAAAAAABGc/Era5xGLD-PM/s1600-h/IMG_2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UmllsLGI/AAAAAAAABGc/Era5xGLD-PM/s400/IMG_2738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017535497219170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's times like being in the middle of a vast canyon surrounded by the most breath-taking scene that one can't help but feel his nothingness and the amazingness of God.  One of my favorite songs has the lyrics to describe exactly how I felt..."Through the years and the days though we're so far away, He created a way to be close."  I can't help but feel close to God when surrounded by something so incredible and it's in those moments that I know that only someone full of majesty and love could create such a place.  It just goes to show that this earth is really meant for our joy.  (Do yourself a favor and click on it to make it big...then you may feel a little more of what I'm describing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8U8ung1kI/AAAAAAAABGk/IArtvDWQEJs/s1600-h/IMG_2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8U8ung1kI/AAAAAAAABGk/IArtvDWQEJs/s400/IMG_2740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017915877905986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys crossing the first stick bridge...we felt a little like Sassy, Chance, and Shadow during Homeward Bound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8U9Vr1M3I/AAAAAAAABG0/vlKB_18a848/s1600-h/IMG_2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8U9Vr1M3I/AAAAAAAABG0/vlKB_18a848/s400/IMG_2751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017926365000562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UmHR4NnI/AAAAAAAABGU/35KJz69AKXc/s1600-h/IMG_2762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UmHR4NnI/AAAAAAAABGU/35KJz69AKXc/s400/IMG_2762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017527361058418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8Ul8dMHzI/AAAAAAAABGM/frtJSE7pwBc/s1600-h/IMG_2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8Ul8dMHzI/AAAAAAAABGM/frtJSE7pwBc/s400/IMG_2747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017524455710514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's introduce the gang... Mesa + 1.   JJ Bittner, Brady Freeman, Me, Brenner Freeman, and Derek Clegg. &lt;/div&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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8Y7XMtmeI/AAAAAAAABG8/tchsBpbz0sU/s1600-h/IMG_2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8Y7XMtmeI/AAAAAAAABG8/tchsBpbz0sU/s400/IMG_2745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350022290458122722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scene from Twilight...anyone? This was Silver Lake yesterday. The clouds were so low, there was snow (yes, snow!!) still on the mountains, and a waterfall below. So lovely. I contemplated moving in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8Ulh6azwI/AAAAAAAABGE/I4a_GTOytKo/s1600-h/IMG_2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8Ulh6azwI/AAAAAAAABGE/I4a_GTOytKo/s400/IMG_2756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017517330550530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenner let me borrow his Marmot.  It got a LOT wet on the way back...it looked like we took a swim in the lake by the time we trekked back through the rain.  It was an adventure I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UlSee7cI/AAAAAAAABF8/JHh2cVGpw1M/s1600-h/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UlSee7cI/AAAAAAAABF8/JHh2cVGpw1M/s400/IMG_2760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017513186848194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite picture of the day.  We decided this picture looks like it belongs under Brenner's bio in the front cover of his first novel.&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/4801628874216287281-6364073406436932019?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6364073406436932019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6364073406436932019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6364073406436932019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6364073406436932019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/06/silver-lake.html' title='Silver Lake'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sj8UmllsLGI/AAAAAAAABGc/Era5xGLD-PM/s72-c/IMG_2738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3394854351172977175</id><published>2009-06-02T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:45:41.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AZ/Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taryn and Russell Cowley are officially married! Last weekend I went to AZ for the long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awaited event. It was so much fun to be home and to see Tar and Russ get married after knowing each other since kindergarten (great story eh?).  I was so happy to be there for her and to be apart of it all. I loved seeing all the family and friends that I haven't seen for song long since AZ is no longer my official home. You can take the girl out of AZ but you can't take AZ out of the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the 3 lovely roommates for the last 2 years. It's been so fun and a dream, really, to live with Taryn and Syrell. From dancing in the kitchen, to music videos, to prank calls on weekend nights when we are bored....love it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFkxeUVI/AAAAAAAABFs/cUwrRa7fvzg/s1600-h/IMG_2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFkxeUVI/AAAAAAAABFs/cUwrRa7fvzg/s400/IMG_2734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926217854996818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjF22umTI/AAAAAAAABF0/HCasARRLbEs/s1600-h/IMG_2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjF22umTI/AAAAAAAABF0/HCasARRLbEs/s400/IMG_2716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926222708873522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no, it's not a wig...it's for reals! Thanks Sarah. We are Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFTYo_LI/AAAAAAAABFk/kkCb4U-H8lE/s1600-h/IMG_2732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFTYo_LI/AAAAAAAABFk/kkCb4U-H8lE/s400/IMG_2732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926213187435698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brittney, Ali, and Me; the old gang back in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFAA-q9I/AAAAAAAABFc/X2oPiwhVePM/s1600-h/IMG_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFAA-q9I/AAAAAAAABFc/X2oPiwhVePM/s400/IMG_2729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926207987919826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjExUuTPI/AAAAAAAABFU/7okerooEzDs/s1600-h/IMG_2723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjExUuTPI/AAAAAAAABFU/7okerooEzDs/s400/IMG_2723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926204044201202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syrell and I practicing for our softball team this summer. Fierce, I know.&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;Overall, it was a great weekend and I want to go back already. It was so fun staying with Jake and Sarah and "teaching"/babysitting nursery on Sunday, watching some good movies, going to Tia Rosa's (oh yeah baby!), and sleeping next to Marge and Homer Simpson (thanks Jake). It was oh so good to see the fam....matt, kelsie/Jordan/Stetson, Grandmas/Grandpas.....oh everyone.&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/4801628874216287281-3394854351172977175?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3394854351172977175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3394854351172977175&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3394854351172977175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3394854351172977175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/06/azweddinghappy.html' title='AZ/Wedding'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiXjFkxeUVI/AAAAAAAABFs/cUwrRa7fvzg/s72-c/IMG_2734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-9031608411199505689</id><published>2009-06-02T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:24:08.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter...an old friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVMV79HxLI/AAAAAAAABFM/syiW15KEhxA/s1600-h/harry-potter-6-posters-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342760472699978930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVMV79HxLI/AAAAAAAABFM/syiW15KEhxA/s400/harry-potter-6-posters-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;You know you're a Harry Potter nerd when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;-You are sad when you realize you are just a muggle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;-You think of using magic to shorten your tasks around the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;-You use words from the wizzarding world in a normal conversation with your muggle friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am proud to proclaim that, yes, I am a Harry Potter nerd. I am reading "The Half-Blood Prince" again right now before the movie comes out and I can't wait for it! Honestly, I think J.K Rowling is brilliant and I truly love reading her books. When I read the last book a few years ago, I felt like I had lost an old-friend after finishing it. My love for Harry Potter started a little later than others, but I do consider myself a true fan. These books have really been a good companion over the years. I am most excited for the midnight release of the movie so I can wear my Griffidor robes instead of just wearing them around the house at my leisure. It will be nice to take them out for a night! (I only actually wore them once around the house, just incase you were worried).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-9031608411199505689?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/9031608411199505689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=9031608411199505689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/9031608411199505689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/9031608411199505689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/06/harry-potteran-old-friend.html' title='harry potter...an old friend'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVMV79HxLI/AAAAAAAABFM/syiW15KEhxA/s72-c/harry-potter-6-posters-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3118257637668155390</id><published>2009-05-23T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:32:12.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend our Dad flew all of us kids out to VA to surprise my mom for her big birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She had no idea we were even coming! It was so much fun and I think my most favorite part was my dad trying to stall for us all to get there by taking my mom all over town. Good job Dad! We had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTQXUPHeI/AAAAAAAABEA/rxmgJQNwbGk/s1600-h/IMG_2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTQXUPHeI/AAAAAAAABEA/rxmgJQNwbGk/s400/IMG_2696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179267593805282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's a little ode to my mom. She is the most talented and amazing lady and I love so many things about her. She knows this, but one of my very most favorite qualities about her is how she cries when she laughs. It makes everyone laugh even harder. Thanks Mom for all your sacrifices for me over the years. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiThV1Fy9I/AAAAAAAABEI/fQNSntD1B4E/s1600-h/IMG_2690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiThV1Fy9I/AAAAAAAABEI/fQNSntD1B4E/s400/IMG_2690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179559252511698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTQI0TQUI/AAAAAAAABD4/kCzuzWAy4ks/s1600-h/IMG_2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTQI0TQUI/AAAAAAAABD4/kCzuzWAy4ks/s400/IMG_2695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179263701762370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTP3TRjhI/AAAAAAAABDw/4p3ZYqpRSv4/s1600-h/IMG_2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTP3TRjhI/AAAAAAAABDw/4p3ZYqpRSv4/s400/IMG_2691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179258999836178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTPoiNRRI/AAAAAAAABDo/fiI2YC4BKMw/s1600-h/IMG_2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTPoiNRRI/AAAAAAAABDo/fiI2YC4BKMw/s400/IMG_2698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179255035938066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTPbZSUGI/AAAAAAAABDg/dlNQ8BCM6Pg/s1600-h/IMG_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTPbZSUGI/AAAAAAAABDg/dlNQ8BCM6Pg/s400/IMG_2688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179251508858978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Salm Fam home for anyone who has wondered our whereabouts since leaving AZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiThWuAc9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/XR_UYrC1Tq8/s1600-h/IMG_2697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiThWuAc9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/XR_UYrC1Tq8/s400/IMG_2697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339179559491236818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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/4801628874216287281-3118257637668155390?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3118257637668155390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3118257637668155390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3118257637668155390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3118257637668155390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday to Mom!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ShiTQXUPHeI/AAAAAAAABEA/rxmgJQNwbGk/s72-c/IMG_2696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7605187746233354604</id><published>2009-05-22T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:31.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more boarding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sammy, Deric, Elliott, Cameron, Dallin, Stuart, and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd6tf_l7SI/AAAAAAAABDQ/PB0OsV0z2Z8/s1600-h/IMG_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd6tf_l7SI/AAAAAAAABDQ/PB0OsV0z2Z8/s400/IMG_2709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338870805371940130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you know, one of my fav things to do is longboard the canyon.  One day this week, my friends and I decided to go but the day kept getting later and later until it became a tad &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  So we got up to the canyon and we all put on&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;glow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we could see each other on the path. It was kinda cool to see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;inG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a line-up down the path.  Usually the path is lit up well by the moon, but it just so happened to be cloudy.  So it was a fun run, but I don't think I'll be doing it in the dark again. I just saw myself crashing and getting devoured by wolves.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd6thxoSpI/AAAAAAAABDY/lMO8B9BSeIY/s1600-h/n17804970_37641186_4414942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd6thxoSpI/AAAAAAAABDY/lMO8B9BSeIY/s400/n17804970_37641186_4414942.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338870805850245778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7605187746233354604?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7605187746233354604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7605187746233354604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7605187746233354604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7605187746233354604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-boarding.html' title='more boarding...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd6tf_l7SI/AAAAAAAABDQ/PB0OsV0z2Z8/s72-c/IMG_2709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-9104000171108115845</id><published>2009-05-16T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:22:37.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an angel with a curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd3iwPVcRI/AAAAAAAABDI/tGhLfBBV_c0/s1600-h/4255_662146501119_17804970_37601433_6260509_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd3iwPVcRI/AAAAAAAABDI/tGhLfBBV_c0/s400/4255_662146501119_17804970_37601433_6260509_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338867322219491602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd3irlecCI/AAAAAAAABDA/bZC8T5w9wbI/s1600-h/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd3irlecCI/AAAAAAAABDA/bZC8T5w9wbI/s400/IMG_2702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338867320970178594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was born, I think i had a curse put on me by my Dr.  who, I believe, was really a witch doctor.  Either that or I was hit nice and hard with the clumsy stick.  I have never been graceful or had balance really.  In fact, in high school, my nickname was "Miss Grace" because I couldn't help from falling over anything, even my feet.  So I figured that the last little while the curse had been lifted because I hadn't done anything too catastrophically embarrassing for some time. I think I was getting a little too sure of myself or something. Then the other night my friends and I all went to the midnight showing of a movie. There was quite a big crowd (as manifested in the picture) of our friends.  Everyone had taken their seats in the theatre and we had about 3 rows reserved for all of us. I came into the theatre with a the biggest size popcorn that one can buy and as I was walking up the stairs (in my dress and heels) I tripped and the popcorn flew everywhere while I layed my face in the ground with my hair in a tangle over my face.  The whole crowd at once made the sound "Oh" and no one really said anything while I continued to lay there, thinking of finding a nearby hole to crawl into.  Then I realized I had to stand up at some point, so I stood and everyone clapped at my performance. It was quite the experience.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun night overall really. The girls dressed up like angels and the boys dressed like demons for the midnight showing of Angels and Demons.  Oh good times, eh? The bottom picture is of my friend Deric and I in our garb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-9104000171108115845?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/9104000171108115845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=9104000171108115845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/9104000171108115845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/9104000171108115845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/05/angel-with-curse.html' title='an angel with a curse'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Shd3iwPVcRI/AAAAAAAABDI/tGhLfBBV_c0/s72-c/4255_662146501119_17804970_37601433_6260509_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7088364297400944533</id><published>2009-04-25T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:13:27.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SfM0AJgpDoI/AAAAAAAABC4/BEbWppTpPu4/s1600-h/school_books_compressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328659961266900610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SfM0AJgpDoI/AAAAAAAABC4/BEbWppTpPu4/s400/school_books_compressed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day that I left the campus of my nursing school days, i swore they'd be my last. But surprise, surprise (i feel like i say that a lot) I'm going&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back to school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! it is funny how it hasn't really crossed my mind too much until now and I live in a college town and am one of the few that doesn't go to school. It just goes to show how important timing really is. I met this girl a few weeks ago at our dr's office who was doing her clinicals and it just so happened that she works as an RN and has gone back to school online through BYUI's program of RN to BSN. I started to look into it and now i'm really doing it. I have to finish quite a few generals that I don't have so I will be attending school on campus through the fall, then in January I hope to start the online program. I have just felt lately that i am just working to pass the time, so why not grow some more brain cells with the extra time? I am actaully really excited about it and I start next week. Come finals I will be cursing the day i had this bright idea...but until then...&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I enjoy learning and reading good books, even though i have been in the middle of the Chronicles of Narnia for way too long now. I actually got made fun of for that one....I was told in Narnia there's only a beginning and and an end and becuase they are so short. So it's high time i dust off the books. Here goes nothing!&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/4801628874216287281-7088364297400944533?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7088364297400944533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7088364297400944533&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7088364297400944533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7088364297400944533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-me.html' title='new me....'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SfM0AJgpDoI/AAAAAAAABC4/BEbWppTpPu4/s72-c/school_books_compressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-2347760611000970240</id><published>2009-04-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:47:15.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping in Zion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SnYzxAqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/KeTdQcGNvIQ/s1600-h/IMG_2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356614598001314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SnYzxAqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/KeTdQcGNvIQ/s400/IMG_2600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend Kyle, Casey, Janice and I all took a camping trip down to Zion's National Park in Southern Utah.  It was the perfect getaway and it had been too long since any of us had actually gone.  Above is us at an Indian Trading Post store at the nearby town.  There were some fine hats to be worn and they had some interesting trinkets.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SmwaHPaI/AAAAAAAABCI/YX7MwKVCmVU/s1600-h/IMG_2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356603752988066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SmwaHPaI/AAAAAAAABCI/YX7MwKVCmVU/s400/IMG_2601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got to camp we set up our tents and enjoyed sitting by the fire while kyle serenaded us...what kyle does best.  Casey played the ukulele while Janice and I rocked out on the egg shakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SmhpFCzI/AAAAAAAABCA/AhfUbw2EPso/s1600-h/IMG_2616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356599789226802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SmhpFCzI/AAAAAAAABCA/AhfUbw2EPso/s400/IMG_2616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tent buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SWCWjw6I/AAAAAAAABB4/pOlHrtHKvdM/s1600-h/IMG_2609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356316512142242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SWCWjw6I/AAAAAAAABB4/pOlHrtHKvdM/s400/IMG_2609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made some tin foil dinners to roast in the campfire and they were by far the best meal we've had away from our mothers all year! We weren't sure if it was the fact that we were starved or that they were really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SV_whTiI/AAAAAAAABBw/x4mPpqeQNPo/s1600-h/IMG_2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356315815726626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SV_whTiI/AAAAAAAABBw/x4mPpqeQNPo/s400/IMG_2632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning we got up and packed our backpacks for a hike in Zion's called "Angel's Landing." We had originally planned to hike the "Narrow's," but when we told the rangers where we were headed, they laughed and said that we'd better take a kayak because the hike was well under water. So we ventured on to hike "Angel's Landing" and we all underestimated the hike.  I worked muscles I didn't know i had. The hike went pretty high with parts of the hike being next to sheer cliffs.  This sign (in the picture above) we saw a few times on the trip...."watch for falling people." Ha, just kiddin, but it should've said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SVxCJtbI/AAAAAAAABBo/Ebu4lKb4DF8/s1600-h/IMG_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356311863145906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SVxCJtbI/AAAAAAAABBo/Ebu4lKb4DF8/s400/IMG_2624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We look high here, but we found we were only half way up!  And yes, we were in swimsuits due to the fact we planned on hiking in water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SVt7R_bI/AAAAAAAABBg/dP_cFd6OeqE/s1600-h/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356311029022130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SVt7R_bI/AAAAAAAABBg/dP_cFd6OeqE/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Towards the last part of the hike there was no trail, just rocks. So we had to hold onto these chains that came out of the rocks so we wouldn't be one of those "falling people." Not gonna lie, it was kinda scary. I figured the reason it's called Angel's Landing is because you hike so high you feel you are practically in the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SS3MzPxI/AAAAAAAABBY/VuHxTGxO8To/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356261978816274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SS3MzPxI/AAAAAAAABBY/VuHxTGxO8To/s400/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The steeper part of the climb...we look like lizards here. This is actually the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RsFyVVnI/AAAAAAAABBQ/SXZbXtbWeUs/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327355595879437938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RsFyVVnI/AAAAAAAABBQ/SXZbXtbWeUs/s400/IMG_2649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of the hike was the top, not only for the view, but for the smashed PB &amp;amp;J's we packed along. We all agreed the best sandwiches are the smashed ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrxY_NgI/AAAAAAAABBI/k39Q_vYtqvg/s1600-h/IMG_2652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327355590404421122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrxY_NgI/AAAAAAAABBI/k39Q_vYtqvg/s400/IMG_2652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was the most BEAUTIFUL scene and we felt our nothingness compared to it all.  We sat at the top for awhile, looking over the amazing landscape. It was one of those moments, as we all talked about, when you can't help but know that God does exist and that the earth was made for our joy. It is too magnificent to be anything else. We all decided that camping is the best medicine for those times when we get too wrapped up in the things that don't matter and forget about the things that really do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrpsJJZI/AAAAAAAABBA/HvUbFa-sSiY/s1600-h/IMG_2657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327355588337280402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrpsJJZI/AAAAAAAABBA/HvUbFa-sSiY/s400/IMG_2657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our mountain we conquered. It looks a lot smaller here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrechRPI/AAAAAAAABA4/xsxUE0--fZ8/s1600-h/IMG_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327355585318962418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrechRPI/AAAAAAAABA4/xsxUE0--fZ8/s400/IMG_2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the hike we went swimming at a nearby motel and found our way back into town where we found some ponchos. It was definitely the best purchase of the day. And we looked really cool walking around town in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrMU6KbI/AAAAAAAABAw/fCBs7C2hydE/s1600-h/IMG_2671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327355580455201202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6RrMU6KbI/AAAAAAAABAw/fCBs7C2hydE/s400/IMG_2671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zoolander anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-2347760611000970240?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/2347760611000970240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=2347760611000970240&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2347760611000970240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2347760611000970240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/04/camping-in-zion.html' title='Camping in Zion'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Se6SnYzxAqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/KeTdQcGNvIQ/s72-c/IMG_2600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-2355848570052552078</id><published>2009-04-12T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:00:03.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeK3zhER1rI/AAAAAAAABAo/aMrVnUdctTs/s1600-h/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeK3zhER1rI/AAAAAAAABAo/aMrVnUdctTs/s400/IMG_2587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019805182875314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We threw a little bridal shower for Tar at TGI Fridays and we certainly had a great time. Taryn sure makes for a lovely bachelorette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeK3zYHbi0I/AAAAAAAABAg/dzxwpM4KNHA/s1600-h/IMG_2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeK3zYHbi0I/AAAAAAAABAg/dzxwpM4KNHA/s400/IMG_2590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019802780175170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This may sound strange, but the nearby hospital here has the BEST food and it's so cheap. I had to show this picture as proof that these are possibly the largest corn dogs on the planet.  They are the best I have ever had and I am a corn dog connoisseur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-2355848570052552078?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/2355848570052552078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=2355848570052552078&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2355848570052552078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/2355848570052552078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-weekend.html' title='this weekend.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeK3zhER1rI/AAAAAAAABAo/aMrVnUdctTs/s72-c/IMG_2587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7226469819743278635</id><published>2009-04-12T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:47:24.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr. sun part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxN8yYecI/AAAAAAAABAY/RMJSpPGqWXY/s1600-h/IMG_2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxN8yYecI/AAAAAAAABAY/RMJSpPGqWXY/s400/IMG_2571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324012562719209922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After me and Emily got back from the canyon, Casey happened to call and invite me to go play in the park up in the canyon. I think I left all my shorts in AZ and I HAD to wear shorts, so I cut off some of my jeans and threw on my favorite T from walmart.  When we got there we played Nerf football, Frisbee, drank Capri suns, and ate fudgsicles. It was one of those days that you just felt truly happy to be alive.  These two pictures we loved and felt like they belonged in the New Era.  It just looked like one of those with the single adults having fun in the park. Here's to summer days.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNf7CWhI/AAAAAAAABAI/xneUps15ulk/s1600-h/3345_152864520429_741735429_6599272_1198123_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNf7CWhI/AAAAAAAABAI/xneUps15ulk/s400/3345_152864520429_741735429_6599272_1198123_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324012554970880530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left to right: Casey, Janice, Me, Kyle, Ryan and Cody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNl1kRQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Fj-hGPtO7Is/s1600-h/IMG_2576.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNl1kRQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Fj-hGPtO7Is/s400/IMG_2576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324012556558550274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we hiked up again to the falls and I wanted to see how close I could get. It was a little chilly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNEtfMqI/AAAAAAAABAA/6kU02CQP-4E/s1600-h/3345_152864535429_741735429_6599275_7512183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNEtfMqI/AAAAAAAABAA/6kU02CQP-4E/s400/3345_152864535429_741735429_6599275_7512183_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324012547666293410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our hike to the falls, we found these old nasty couches and decided to catch a picture so we could find them on our next camp out. I'm pretty sure there are small animals living inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNAEQ5gI/AAAAAAAAA_4/jSEKbLhlG3U/s1600-h/3345_152864570429_741735429_6599279_4678780_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxNAEQ5gI/AAAAAAAAA_4/jSEKbLhlG3U/s400/3345_152864570429_741735429_6599279_4678780_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324012546419648002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Janice and I are posing with the falls in the back. Janice and i became instant friends and it was the most perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7226469819743278635?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7226469819743278635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7226469819743278635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7226469819743278635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7226469819743278635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/04/mr-sun-part-2.html' title='mr. sun part 2'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SeKxN8yYecI/AAAAAAAABAY/RMJSpPGqWXY/s72-c/IMG_2571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8539064925770364501</id><published>2009-04-07T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:04:43.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh mr. sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwrzP6cRwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Di--PHOHaow/s1600-h/IMG_2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwrzP6cRwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Di--PHOHaow/s400/IMG_2569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322177019090061058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today the sun actually came out and it was so surprisingly warm. And the only two things you need for a good time are feet and a longboard and we have both! So emily and I picked up our longboards (which I have been dying to do since the last time we went) and drove up to the canyon. What we do is we drive two separate cars and one person parks at the bottom and then we both hop in the other car and drive to the top. Then down we ride through the canyon on this paved trail. It is the BEST ride because you hardly have to push at all and you board right next to a river with trees bending over the pathway.  Nothing makes me happier. In fact, every person we passed by was so happy. How can you not be on a day like today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sdwry0Q2xzI/AAAAAAAAA_o/daKA3_mtw5I/s1600-h/IMG_2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/Sdwry0Q2xzI/AAAAAAAAA_o/daKA3_mtw5I/s400/IMG_2559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322177011667879730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope this gives you a little taste....this is em.  The picture doesn't do justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwryicCUyI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-SyQgXsPUZA/s1600-h/IMG_2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwryicCUyI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-SyQgXsPUZA/s400/IMG_2567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322177006882935586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we saw this waterfall right off the trail and so we decided to see if we could hike to it. We came to find out that this waterfall only falls a few times a year and today being one of those few days. It was so pretty and it felt so good. Emily is posing herbal essence style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwryQlQ9sI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/9bm3YtcWxM4/s1600-h/IMG_2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwryQlQ9sI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/9bm3YtcWxM4/s400/IMG_2570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322177002089805506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was seriously the best day. Thanks em for always being up for adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are more pictures to come from my other adventure today in the canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-8539064925770364501?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/8539064925770364501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=8539064925770364501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8539064925770364501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/8539064925770364501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-mr-sun.html' title='oh mr. sun'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwrzP6cRwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Di--PHOHaow/s72-c/IMG_2569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-7111513092319476944</id><published>2009-04-07T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:08:14.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24-but not jack bauer style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMsHDfcI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/FQCkQ_BYZtg/s1600-h/IMG_2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMsHDfcI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/FQCkQ_BYZtg/s400/IMG_2540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174157621001666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For my birthday Taryn and Syrell were so good to me and threw a dessert night for me. They made my favorite treats; mud pie, cupcakes and Emily made yummy brownies. I love this picture. And the small bonfire on the table was just my candles. You'd think I was 100. Kara, Betsy and Syrell are the lovely girls next to me from left to right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMsHzIUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/yS6y9kbVGQ4/s1600-h/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMsHzIUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/yS6y9kbVGQ4/s400/IMG_2552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174157624123714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me introduce you to some of my closest friends that I am around the most up here. First up is Kara and Syrell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMVfH0UI/AAAAAAAAA_A/PP6cpTaPNSo/s1600-h/IMG_2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMVfH0UI/AAAAAAAAA_A/PP6cpTaPNSo/s400/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174151547932994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we have Taryn, Mark, and Tate. Mark is my home teacher and his roommate Tate is a frequent flier at the Salmon apartment. I forgot to give Tate credit for helping make the mud pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMMMhFiI/AAAAAAAAA-4/C28Ie0d9ykA/s1600-h/IMG_2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMMMhFiI/AAAAAAAAA-4/C28Ie0d9ykA/s400/IMG_2532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174149053978146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my lovely Taryn. It's not going to be the same up here minus our Taryn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, it was such a good day. It was so relaxing and I got to be with the some of the people I love most. Nothing better...And I must say, I feel younger, wiser, and better looking! I can feel this is going to be a rockin' year. It's my year. I can't believe how life keeps gettin better everyday. I am really one lucky girl and I am excited to see what's in store this year. I know I should start feeling older, but I really don't feel an ounce different than I did when I was 18.  I just keep feeling that any age I am is the new 18. Here's to 24, the new 18! It's funny if you would've asked me years ago where I thought i'd be today, I would never have thought here. Today I was talking to my roommate emily and wondering if i should just come to grips with the fact that I am 24 and need to do something "older and more distinguished" and she reminded me that there is no better time than now to live out our dreams, no matter the age we are. Do what makes us happy, even if it doesn't fit the norm. So here's a little shout out to everyone who still feels 18 and has many adventures to still be had! And because of that, I'm lovin life and feel happier than I could ever hope for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-7111513092319476944?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/7111513092319476944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=7111513092319476944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7111513092319476944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/7111513092319476944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/04/24-but-not-jack-bauer-style.html' title='24-but not jack bauer style'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SdwpMsHDfcI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/FQCkQ_BYZtg/s72-c/IMG_2540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6347634576655543068</id><published>2009-03-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:37:26.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>krissi and emery come to utah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX2rgYmEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/64Di79UDO-o/s1600-h/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX2rgYmEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/64Di79UDO-o/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316173744548911170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the first time I had the privilege of meeting the lovely miss emery. She is so darn beautiful and I had so much fun cuddling her. Kris came in town and we spent the whole day together. I met her and her family at this cute little village filled of all kinds of cute boutiques....such a girl's paradise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX2TuClvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/fVbO5y80eIc/s1600-h/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX2TuClvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/fVbO5y80eIc/s400/IMG_2526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316173738163738354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I kidnapped Kris and Emery and we went the the dinosaur museum that I have wanted to go to every time I pass by it. We didn't get to look at the exhibits (don't worry, I will be going back!) but we saw this awesome 3-D movie about the ocean. I was loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX1fbHXiI/AAAAAAAAA-g/p6tTwAOTAKc/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX1fbHXiI/AAAAAAAAA-g/p6tTwAOTAKc/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316173724125716002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We actually looked pretty stinkin' attractive in those 3D goggles. I think they should have been a little bigger personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX1JTQIlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4N1SdhoCPPE/s1600-h/IMG_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX1JTQIlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4N1SdhoCPPE/s400/IMG_2530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316173718187156050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then that night we went and visited Christa and her new baby boy, Harrison. It was so good to be with the girls again and talk about our fun summer together up here in Utah before everyone went on to experience the rest of their lives.  What a good day it was! And it was so good to see Kris and Em. Chicago is just not close enough...and emery is a lucky girl to have kris for a mom.&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/4801628874216287281-6347634576655543068?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6347634576655543068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6347634576655543068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6347634576655543068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6347634576655543068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/03/krissi-and-emery-come-to-utah.html' title='krissi and emery come to utah!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbX2rgYmEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/64Di79UDO-o/s72-c/IMG_2525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-3164213782062321530</id><published>2009-03-22T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:26:02.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going to the temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbVR4RfYKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9TD5Z-8h6HI/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbVR4RfYKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9TD5Z-8h6HI/s400/IMG_2487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170913297686690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kayloni and Eric finally tied the knot in the Timpanogos Temple last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbVRv6mriI/AAAAAAAAA-I/GqZyf5jHID4/s1600-h/IMG_2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbVRv6mriI/AAAAAAAAA-I/GqZyf5jHID4/s400/IMG_2498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170911054212642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lovely girls at the office. Different seeing us without elmo scrubs on eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU_ajMTdI/AAAAAAAAA-A/xR_mVAgA2Gw/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU_ajMTdI/AAAAAAAAA-A/xR_mVAgA2Gw/s400/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170596081225170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shay and I. Sure love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU_H_cqBI/AAAAAAAAA94/cW3_7wm6c7M/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU_H_cqBI/AAAAAAAAA94/cW3_7wm6c7M/s400/IMG_2495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170591099463698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU-wjX9JI/AAAAAAAAA9w/aC9JLymhZp4/s1600-h/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU-wjX9JI/AAAAAAAAA9w/aC9JLymhZp4/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170584807699602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. Whiting and Berkley Jo. Its so nice how much of a little family we are at the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU-0p_b8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/P0k8oIS5VX0/s1600-h/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU-0p_b8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/P0k8oIS5VX0/s400/IMG_2455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170585909194690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bridal shower for Kay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU-Nrr3-I/AAAAAAAAA9g/lURaha311YI/s1600-h/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbU-Nrr3-I/AAAAAAAAA9g/lURaha311YI/s400/IMG_2450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316170575447318498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Janet and I and we are the only two nurses in the office on Wednesdays, the only day I work at the office sadly. And we work under our fabulous nurse practitioner Kim. We have a good time together and have some good bonding times...love you janet!&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/4801628874216287281-3164213782062321530?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/3164213782062321530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=3164213782062321530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3164213782062321530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/3164213782062321530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/03/kayloni-and-eric-finally-tied-knot-in.html' title='going to the temple'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbVR4RfYKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9TD5Z-8h6HI/s72-c/IMG_2487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-5201142746706818917</id><published>2009-03-22T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:44:15.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rommates with Red</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/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbOLh2G0DI/AAAAAAAAA7w/23oKK5OSOZ8/s1600-h/IMG_2482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbOLh2G0DI/AAAAAAAAA7w/23oKK5OSOZ8/s400/IMG_2482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316163107616641074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of you may not know, but I am roommates with someone you may know as "Red Robin". Emily works for Red Robin and when they told her they were bringing "the Bird" back, she was so excited and asked to be the first to wear the suit. So Syrell and I went down there to see her in all of her glory, and I tell you what, she is one fine bird! She just really made me laugh so hard patting all the little kids on the head.  Now Emily and I have had many adventures together these last few weeks that I think are so worth mentioning. The last few Tuesdays it has been AMAZING weather and for some reason, she nor I had much to do those days.  So one day we packed a healthy Taco Bell lunch and went up to the canyon to have a picnic. Sadly, we found there were mostly dead trees and heaps of snow still on the ground, but it was so lovely nonetheless. I felt it so odd that now that the weather is changing, the green has not instantly blossomed on all the trees. But we loved sitting and basking in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbPdmZgXzI/AAAAAAAAA74/v_ds5_932SQ/s400/IMG_2471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316164517588131634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the next Tuesday, it was even more beautiful outside! So we took our longboards and went for an adventure. We explored areas around our complex and rode onto 7 Eleven and purchased the finest slurpies. We reminisced about the days when we were little and got to play outside without a care in the world until dinner at 5:30. And how we would rush home and hope our moms got pizza so we could sit and enjoy TGIF on tv in the best way. It was such a perfect day. I enjoy having a roommate who loves to play as much as I do outside. When the weather is so wonderful, it's too hard to be indoors. Thanks Em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-5201142746706818917?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/5201142746706818917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=5201142746706818917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/5201142746706818917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/5201142746706818917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/03/rommates-with-red.html' title='rommates with Red'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/ScbOLh2G0DI/AAAAAAAAA7w/23oKK5OSOZ8/s72-c/IMG_2482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-1667807281261940237</id><published>2009-02-14T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:13:24.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SZc_3n0DKQI/AAAAAAAAA5M/xKxSYbCEHM8/s1600-h/IMG_2426.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SZc_3n0DKQI/AAAAAAAAA5M/xKxSYbCEHM8/s400/IMG_2426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302777311064697090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here comes the bride! My friend, Kayloni, is getting hitched and we are so excited! She had her bridal pictures taken this week and so Shay and I had the fabulous task of playing "Flower Designers", actually I prefer "Flower Divas", in creating her a bouquet.  It's been so long since I did a wedding bouquet and man, have I missed it. For those who may not know, I used to design wedding arrangements out of my house for a small business hobby. I just love to create beautiful things and try to match the flowers with the personality of the bride. I know it sounds cheesy and far out, but it's the truth!  This lovely picture was taken of the flowers inside our fridge at work. Yes, I've seen better backgrounds but next to Kayloni, it's going to look even better. But let's face it, we won't be looking at the flowers, we'll be looking at the bride.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-1667807281261940237?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/1667807281261940237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=1667807281261940237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1667807281261940237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/1667807281261940237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/02/flowers.html' title='flowers!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SZc_3n0DKQI/AAAAAAAAA5M/xKxSYbCEHM8/s72-c/IMG_2426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6395479062010088397</id><published>2009-02-07T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T05:49:49.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lately</title><content type='html'>Lately things here in Utah are going pretty darn good. It has been raining the past couple of days and even though it may be unpleasant to others, it makes me quite happy because that means it's warm enough to rain and not snow! It has been a pretty mild winter and I am exceptionally happy about that.  I have not hit the slopes yet and I feel it is quite sad that I haven't gone because it's hard for me to get motivated to go out into the freezing cold all day versus staying bundled up in my nice, warm apartment. &lt;br /&gt;    Other than that, I am just working and trying to stay motivated to go to the gym.  I have gone to a yoga class 2 times now and I really like it. It's fun to fold yourself in all sorts of positions and feel muscles stretch that you never knew you had. It's also good for comic relief because everyone looks really odd doing the different exercises like "the warrior" and such. But I am a fan for sure.  It's probably hilarious to watch me at the gym because I go directly to the elliptical machines where I know what I'm doing and then when I try to go do weights, I feel quite ridiculous and like a fish out of water because I don't really know how to use any of the machines. I bet everyone around me gets a kick out of watching me.&lt;br /&gt;    I am reading "The Magician's Nephew" from the Chronicles of Narnia series and I am rather enjoying it.  It's a nice and simple read and I am  a person who LOVES stories like those, packed with adventure, magic, and fantasy. If anyone has anything other books to refer, I'd love to hear it.  I saw a preview for Harry Potter last night and I am SO excited. Is it just me or do you just feel this surge of excitement when you hear the theme song come on during the previews. I know, it's a little nerdy, but true.&lt;br /&gt;    Well that's pretty much for me here. I'm doing great! Oh, I did just buy a new camera because mine has been broken for quite sometime, hence the lack of photos.   Have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6395479062010088397?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6395479062010088397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6395479062010088397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6395479062010088397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6395479062010088397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2009/02/lately.html' title='lately'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-6667799089739044038</id><published>2008-12-27T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:05:50.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Void,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SVbeSX4nMZI/AAAAAAAAA4A/7-WX1ICbTGc/s1600-h/you%27ve+got+mail+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SVbeSX4nMZI/AAAAAAAAA4A/7-WX1ICbTGc/s400/you%27ve+got+mail+2.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284655619996332434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this may be a little premature to New Years, but I have been doing some thinking...I know, dangerous right!  So I know I mentioned earlier about making some new goals to broaden my life, but I want to go a little further with that.  I feel like I am getting a little stagnant and that I'm not really challenging myself enough.  I get up, go to work, and come home in time to visit with my roommates as a small attempt to be social before I crash for the day.  But I want to be doing something  more.  So, as of now I have decided to turn this blog into a space to throw my thoughts. I want to throw around my thoughts about new things that I learn and experience, ideas I may have, or opinions.  It's going to be a journal that I will have to live up to and one that comments back to me.  Yes, I will still blog my fun happenings, but I feel I have much to say and want to have a place to say it.  2008 was a good year, but one of too many hospital visits and one of trying to figure myself out, which is always needed. But I feel I have been a little sloth-like and I have been too complacent. So 2009 will be one of bigger adventure, more learning and exploring, and discovering new talents.  I would like to send my thoughts and happenings out into the "void" because it actually reminds me of one of my favorite movies "You've Got Mail." When Kathleen Kelly is writing emails to NY152, she titles one of her emails "Dear Void" and sends her thoughts to him to vent and be heard, even though they are nothing monumental. Sometimes I feel like that too.  I have nothing major to say, but I want to say it and be heard. So I hope this new idea works! Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4801628874216287281-6667799089739044038?l=katierue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/feeds/6667799089739044038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4801628874216287281&amp;postID=6667799089739044038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6667799089739044038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4801628874216287281/posts/default/6667799089739044038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katierue.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-thoughts.html' title='Dear Void,'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03548676424609429001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SiVLIMZIUFI/AAAAAAAABEs/Td32fMgVbdc/S220/pink_cupcakes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SVbeSX4nMZI/AAAAAAAAA4A/7-WX1ICbTGc/s72-c/you%27ve+got+mail+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4801628874216287281.post-8401315492242053329</id><published>2008-11-17T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:54:30.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>date night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwSGQlRkqXI/SSG6ycflX_I/AAAAAAAAApg/euQoGNa0CyM/s1600-h/n1558320025_68916_6859.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;On Saturday night I went on the most fabulous group date.  I met this boy in my ward named Bryce and found out he was mission buddies with my long-time friend Dane Bjorklund.  So Bryce and Dane set up this date and we had such a great time.  First we enjoyed a delicious dinner at Macaroni Grill (totally my fav) and then we went Goofy Golfing at the Boondocks.  And let me tell you, it was stinkin fun because for once in my life, my ball stayed on the course the whole time.  Dane's wife, Mallory (who I instantly loved), and I were totally on our best game.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-rig
