<?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-31817990</id><updated>2011-10-14T09:57:44.274-07:00</updated><category term='Quilts I&apos;ve Made'/><title type='text'>BLOGS WILL BE BLOGS</title><subtitle type='html'>my nonsense about nonsense</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1194402917793577647</id><published>2010-01-12T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:09:29.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello crazy world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1194402917793577647?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1194402917793577647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1194402917793577647&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1194402917793577647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1194402917793577647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-crazy-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6920849297564982609</id><published>2009-10-29T20:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:35:23.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilts I&apos;ve Made'/><title type='text'>cute little blanky</title><content type='html'>I went to a free sewing class tonight at &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.cornwagonquilts.com/"&gt;Corn Wagon &lt;/a&gt;in Springville where we learned how to make some easy little blankets that we are donating, some to my work at DCFS and some to the NICU at Timp Hospital in Orem. We just had to bring our own flannel fabric to make them. Here is how mine came out. I was realllly nervous while I was making it because you sew it pretty wierd so I was just sure I was screwing it all up - so I was so stoked when it came out how it was supposed to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd1fz-zII/AAAAAAAAA4g/fhOj_W-AMJA/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd1fz-zII/AAAAAAAAA4g/fhOj_W-AMJA/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398230277010934914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd1JLidFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Wr0jmMfC_t4/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd1JLidFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Wr0jmMfC_t4/s400/IMG_0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398230270935725138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if you look reeeeallly closely you can see that the corner is indeed mitered! good job self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd0lUqSOI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/9Wh2zWXamG8/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd0lUqSOI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/9Wh2zWXamG8/s400/IMG_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398230261310310626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6920849297564982609?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6920849297564982609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6920849297564982609&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6920849297564982609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6920849297564982609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/10/cute-little-blanky.html' title='cute little blanky'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Supd1fz-zII/AAAAAAAAA4g/fhOj_W-AMJA/s72-c/IMG_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5782026531596580844</id><published>2009-10-12T01:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T02:05:44.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more earrings</title><content type='html'>a little insomnia fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StLwbMi0L3I/AAAAAAAAA3g/3g_OkR_4hSs/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StLwbMi0L3I/AAAAAAAAA3g/3g_OkR_4hSs/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391636053930291058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StLwaRorxWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/lHNlntXJlFo/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StLwaRorxWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/lHNlntXJlFo/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391636038117213538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there is one more pair..but im so annoyed with the fact that i have uploaded the pic of them three times and have accidentally deleted it three times..that im done trying for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5782026531596580844?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5782026531596580844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5782026531596580844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5782026531596580844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5782026531596580844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-earrings.html' title='more earrings'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StLwbMi0L3I/AAAAAAAAA3g/3g_OkR_4hSs/s72-c/IMG_0687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-506814798929430330</id><published>2009-10-11T23:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:04:09.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's hysterosalpingogram time in 9 hours!  woohoo.  okay really not that excited.  but just wanting to know if all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-506814798929430330?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/506814798929430330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=506814798929430330&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/506814798929430330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/506814798929430330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-hysterosalpingogram-time-in-9-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-692145381202001056</id><published>2009-10-11T20:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:57:44.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekendness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so I made some little earrings this weekend. 3 pairs out of covered buttons and 2 pairs out of wool roving. they were fun to make and really easy - i just kind of did a poopy job on gluing the posts on. but that's okay. i'm just proud of myself for actually FINALLY making them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKoiDS_Y9I/AAAAAAAAA24/xHo5ocOsY4M/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKoiDS_Y9I/AAAAAAAAA24/xHo5ocOsY4M/s320/IMG_0666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391557006869881810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKohqgoptI/AAAAAAAAA2w/5PcEVUmMv3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKohqgoptI/AAAAAAAAA2w/5PcEVUmMv3Y/s320/IMG_0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391557000216225490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKo8sgPLDI/AAAAAAAAA3I/MJduJNQmdJE/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKo8sgPLDI/AAAAAAAAA3I/MJduJNQmdJE/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391557464607894578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-692145381202001056?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/692145381202001056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=692145381202001056&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/692145381202001056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/692145381202001056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekendness.html' title='weekendness'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/StKoiDS_Y9I/AAAAAAAAA24/xHo5ocOsY4M/s72-c/IMG_0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3623649276842553194</id><published>2009-10-08T14:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:42:37.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cHliRFZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/la7UMovaZMs/s1600-h/memorialtattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390347089413739922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cHliRFZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/la7UMovaZMs/s320/memorialtattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a big thank you to thee worst tattoo artist EVER for that beautiful rendition of this poor guy's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cGy_HRSI/AAAAAAAAA2g/VBpsY4ZYUcw/s1600-h/marketpigtattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390347075844523298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cGy_HRSI/AAAAAAAAA2g/VBpsY4ZYUcw/s320/marketpigtattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cGXL-zvI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/evztqudRbtk/s1600-h/lawnmowtattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390347068382301938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cGXL-zvI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/evztqudRbtk/s320/lawnmowtattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cF1NbqBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/li5wrpRIhQw/s1600-h/eyetattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390347054967655090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cFlNrirI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vHlBCB6wFnA/s320/awfultattoo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3623649276842553194?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3623649276842553194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3623649276842553194&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3623649276842553194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3623649276842553194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-big-thank-you-to-thee-worst-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/Ss5cHliRFZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/la7UMovaZMs/s72-c/memorialtattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2614611410039372390</id><published>2009-10-05T12:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:35:33.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 new babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No. I'm not having triplets. Or even twins. Or a singleness.  BUT I DID HAVE 3 new nieces born in the month of September. That makes the score: Nieces - 11,  Nephews - zip.  All my little  girlfriends are so cute and sweet,  I love each one of their cute little heads!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the newest of the bunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sam with baby maiya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389202263158875698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SspK57ZQ5jI/AAAAAAAAA1g/554U2VgEJDg/s320/sammaiya.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amy with baby maiya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389202239772142130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SspK4kRbqjI/AAAAAAAAA1I/UhNY1q-IRWk/s320/amymaiya.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby isla bree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389203042227682274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SspLnRpve-I/AAAAAAAAA1o/S9Bnl-S1W8c/s320/isla12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby kara with her BLACK fuzzy hair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SspK5ekyW0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/V0wSn3_ZWtQ/s1600-h/karababe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389202255422577474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SspK5ekyW0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/V0wSn3_ZWtQ/s320/karababe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;arent they just sweet little pumpkin pies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/31817990-2614611410039372390?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2614611410039372390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2614611410039372390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2614611410039372390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2614611410039372390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-new-babies.html' title='3 new babies'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SspK57ZQ5jI/AAAAAAAAA1g/554U2VgEJDg/s72-c/sammaiya.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8116551570529436088</id><published>2009-09-29T08:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:30:57.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>my last few days have been full of this little sweet baby girl that has the craziest hair!! she just makes me smile and laugh she is so cute. oh man. i love her. too bad my brother and sis in law are so selfish and won't just let me keep her!!! some people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInqbfnWAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_yUTgYmW5WE/s1600-h/soph5bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInqbfnWAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_yUTgYmW5WE/s320/soph5bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911714176882690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInp5Mc_dI/AAAAAAAAA04/1NdwxDtwcL0/s1600-h/sophbrad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInp5Mc_dI/AAAAAAAAA04/1NdwxDtwcL0/s320/sophbrad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911704969706962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInpaDvZ3I/AAAAAAAAA0w/d6PWI59th-k/s1600-h/soph3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInpaDvZ3I/AAAAAAAAA0w/d6PWI59th-k/s320/soph3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911696611665778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInoyaGPDI/AAAAAAAAA0o/DGxn6VOxMF4/s1600-h/soph2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInoyaGPDI/AAAAAAAAA0o/DGxn6VOxMF4/s320/soph2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911685968018482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInoTZR0UI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Srev18FKsk8/s1600-h/soph1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInoTZR0UI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Srev18FKsk8/s320/soph1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911677643084098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my nieces.  I have a niece on the way today - that will make 11 nieces in total, 4 this year, and the 3rd in the last month.   I'm a lucky aunt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8116551570529436088?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8116551570529436088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8116551570529436088&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8116551570529436088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8116551570529436088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SsInqbfnWAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_yUTgYmW5WE/s72-c/soph5bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8504073957274536346</id><published>2009-07-15T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:11:46.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time is Far Spent</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Be fixed in your purpose, for Satan will try you; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weight of your calling he perfectly knows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your path may be thorny, but Jesus is nigh you;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His arm is sufficient, tho demons oppose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His arm is sufficient, tho demons oppose.&lt;a class="featureslink" href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1032-26,00.html#1"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8504073957274536346?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8504073957274536346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8504073957274536346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8504073957274536346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8504073957274536346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-is-far-spent.html' title='The Time is Far Spent'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7785807504689896635</id><published>2009-07-13T08:40:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:23:22.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;abbie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SlvBfZFImqI/AAAAAAAAAz0/n2LeuHU0ZRw/s1600-h/Abs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088926739864226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SlvBfZFImqI/AAAAAAAAAz0/n2LeuHU0ZRw/s320/Abs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby sophie face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SluG1CtKAoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/yfSbr_OgtPM/s1600-h/sophie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358024427504796290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SluG1CtKAoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/yfSbr_OgtPM/s320/sophie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXaiDV8HI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DgbMbbmM-d4/s1600-h/IMG_8825abs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brad praying to the washer toss gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXadl_Q0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/1HzhfQ4HcQo/s1600-h/IMG_8824braddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972293819515714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXadl_Q0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/1HzhfQ4HcQo/s320/IMG_8824braddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kaydence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXZ-Z8HVI/AAAAAAAAAzU/bNTgqpPuYpQ/s1600-h/IMG_8823kayd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972285447478610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXZ-Z8HVI/AAAAAAAAAzU/bNTgqpPuYpQ/s320/IMG_8823kayd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXZtsa48I/AAAAAAAAAzM/GlQModcNJ64/s1600-h/IMG_8821mamajbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972280961590210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltXZtsa48I/AAAAAAAAAzM/GlQModcNJ64/s320/IMG_8821mamajbw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby sophie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltW1bxuW2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/p92Ze_PmM24/s1600-h/IMG_8738smileysoph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971657676708706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltW1bxuW2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/p92Ze_PmM24/s320/IMG_8738smileysoph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltW09zD2XI/AAAAAAAAAy8/XcK4V-yX9gM/s1600-h/IMG_8802amb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971649629247858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltW09zD2XI/AAAAAAAAAy8/XcK4V-yX9gM/s320/IMG_8802amb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltW0NuhL0I/AAAAAAAAAys/Kv8Er0gB6o4/s1600-h/IMG_8733kate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971636725296962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SltW0NuhL0I/AAAAAAAAAys/Kv8Er0gB6o4/s320/IMG_8733kate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people were my friday. i love my family. we went up to my sisters to have a combined bday party for andy, me, aaron, and sam. we had pulled pork sandwiches courtesy of tom, salad, chips, drinks, and cake courtesy of mother joyce. we had our own little washer toss tournament. (a game we play at my family reunion every year. i'll have to take pictures and explain the game another time. its very enjoyable.) and i think if i remember correctly, i won the tournament. or i might have lost. can't remember. anyway - these pictures are really cute, i just kind of bombed some of them on photoshop. so i need to revisit some of them and some other ones not posted to make them look better. but they made me happy to look at them right now, so i don't much care if i have no photoshop skills at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/31817990-7785807504689896635?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7785807504689896635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7785807504689896635&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7785807504689896635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7785807504689896635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SlvBfZFImqI/AAAAAAAAAz0/n2LeuHU0ZRw/s72-c/Abs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-257575175145577857</id><published>2009-05-05T14:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:50:02.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies whether you're having fun or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So 17 years ago on Cinco de Mayo I was at my dad's funeral.  He had been dead for 3 days by this point, and it still felt surreal and impossible.  Brad and I were talking the other day about my dad and how I've never even really told someone everything I felt about it and what was going on in my little world during all of it.  I think the only person that's heard about it was my 12th grade English teacher, Mrs. Catani because we had to write a paper on an experience with death.  That was the first time I'd ever actually gone back over every detail of that week and it was not really fun to think about - so maybe that's why I've never really talked about it.  When I saw my dad fall from the cherry picker thing and land on the sidewalk I was so worried of course, but my first thought was- we just have to have faith and he'll be okay.  They hurried and put my little sister and brother and I in our car and took us down the street so that we didn't have to see him like that and see when the ambulance came.  I kept telling Amy and Andy we just needed to have faith and he'd be okay.  And I started a fast as soon as it happened and said I wasn't ever going to eat again until I knew he'd be okay.  That was the worst few hours of my life....  Just that time of uncertainty and not knowing what was going to happen.  My older brothers came over to the house where we were and my brother Ammon called my dad's parents and told them dad had fallen and been hurt and to come up to Idaho.  Then we knelt down as little brothers and sisters and said a prayer.  I wish that was still my brothers first place to turn- was to God.  We went to the hospital and went into a room with a table where my mom was and Anneke and her friend Mindy were there and my Uncle Ron and a couple of other people.  My mom told us dad died and I don't really remember anything else after that until we got to the car and I asked my brother Aaron who was going to call me Bugsy now (that was my dads nickname for me).  Aaron said he would always call me Bugsy- which by the way he never does.  The rest of the week is blurry. I just remember lots of people coming over and hugging us, and I remember food not sounding good.  I went to my aunt and uncles house the night he died because I didn't like to be home.  It felt SO wierd to be in my house and know my dad wasn't coming back there.  Friends of my aunt and uncles brought food to their house for them as a sign of sympathy and I remember standing on their stairs and they were telling someone what had happened and they didn't get the details right and I felt so angry that they weren't saying it right.  Like they weren't doing justice to my dad or something.  That was wierd of me.  But anyway.  It was really wierd having my cousins all around for the funeral because I was so confused.  I would be playing with them and then remember why they were there.  It was such a bad confusing unhappy feeling.  But we did have a lot of good people around us and tons of support.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's crazy to me that it's been so long. 17 years!  I was only 10- I barely knew him. But I'm so grateful for the hope we can have for a better world and for eternity because of the Savior.  I'm grateful for angels.  Everyone should read or reread the talk by Elder Holland from the Oct 08 General Conference..&lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-947-10,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ministry of Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It always seems wierd to think about there actually being angels that are aware of us and help us, and when I hear other people's experiences where they've felt angels around them it's kind of strange for me.  But I don't know why- because I've had my own experiences and KNOW that they are real.  I'm grateful that even when people die they are aware of us and can help us and protect us and be a part of our lives.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know it's been a long time since I've posted and this maybe isn't the most enjoyable post for most people and may bore some- but I am just thankful for my dad and wanted to share how much I miss him, but also how thankful I am that I know he is near.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-257575175145577857?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/257575175145577857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=257575175145577857&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/257575175145577857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/257575175145577857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies-whether-youre-having-fun-or.html' title='time flies whether you&apos;re having fun or not'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8344668093377642188</id><published>2009-02-09T23:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:39:43.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the finished product</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEhDiH5XNI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jLymXfaE3IY/s1600-h/IMG_6075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEhDiH5XNI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jLymXfaE3IY/s400/IMG_6075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301054580975033554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8344668093377642188?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8344668093377642188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8344668093377642188&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8344668093377642188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8344668093377642188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/02/finished-product.html' title='the finished product'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEhDiH5XNI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jLymXfaE3IY/s72-c/IMG_6075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1644048981655592463</id><published>2009-02-09T22:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:45:30.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its so artsy fartsy in here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So FHE tonight in the frandsen household was quite the art extravaganza.  Im going to display a couple pictures right about now and you shall guess which one i did and which one brad did.  okay GO&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEV6vkx49I/AAAAAAAAAxs/G9-h77HEleU/s400/IMG_6062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042335339111378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEV6dnAtaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/B0QIf9MJ1R0/s400/IMG_6071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042330516632994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So clearly mine is the flowers. and if you didn't guess correctly then you're absolutely retarded and should be tied to a cactus. (i was going to say thrown off a cliff or be shot, but that was just a bit harsh)   but yeah- so mine was the flowers that are like unto something that you might find in a toilet.  But I do have to say I was so proud of myself.  I am like the worlds worst drawer slash painter- it is just so not in my genetic makeup...AT. ALL.  But it was fun to watercolor for the first time in my life.   Brad used to watercolor alot and then after his mission he switched to oil painting.   we had a really fun time and his tree isn't quite yet finished.  it will be rad school when its done.  i wish he had done it really big rather than on a half sheet of paper so that we could put it on our wall.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEaA708i7I/AAAAAAAAAx0/UaWvK96ajqI/s320/IMG_6073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301046839753870258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my signature.  amazing.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok in all honestly- as fun as it was to just play around and try watercoloring- it was so frustrating because i had this vision of how i wanted it to come out.  and yeah- need i say more.  it looks like a 7 month old painted it.  i totally love art and am so incredibly in love and sucked in by colors and the amazingness of art and i wish i could do it.  and i am even more amazed now than i was before at people who can draw and paint- its absolutely incredible to me.  they make it look so easy- and its so not easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;k time for 24.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/31817990-1644048981655592463?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1644048981655592463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1644048981655592463&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1644048981655592463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1644048981655592463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-so-artsy-fartsy-in-here.html' title='its so artsy fartsy in here'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SZEV6vkx49I/AAAAAAAAAxs/G9-h77HEleU/s72-c/IMG_6062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2135216531507593588</id><published>2009-01-21T15:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:35:25.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such is life</title><content type='html'>I'm having quite the dilemma today. I am going to Young Womens directly after work and we have to dress up tonight and so I wore a skirt and tights and well this is my dilemma:  I really have to go to the bathroom. I have had a bunch of water and a can of soda. But I don't want to have to deal with the skirt and the tights. Do we think I can just hold it for another ooohhh 5 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-2135216531507593588?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2135216531507593588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2135216531507593588&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2135216531507593588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2135216531507593588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/01/such-is-life.html' title='such is life'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1851582468128013536</id><published>2009-01-19T21:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:00:43.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts from the gym</title><content type='html'>So just got back from the gym.  these are my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all- they put little tvs on every other treadmill - pretty sweet right? not so much.  i found out i get motion sick from watching tv so close while walking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly- - - its so interesting...nay...wierd what some people wear to the gym.  why do girls that are large in stature- okay FAT- (im fat so i can say that) wear small clothes.  short clothes.  sleeveless clothes.  its not pretty.  there was a girl on the treadmill directly in front of me wearing short shorts.  oh my.  well maybe they started out as decent lengthed shorts- but the more she walked the more daisy duke-ish they became.  heaven help me was all i kept thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a guy next to me that came to the gym directly from his job as school custodian im guessing.  he was wearing a light blue denim-y shirt and wrangler jeans (not tight ones) and custodian-esque shoes.  so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a kid there with his dad- he was probably 14, and he was using one of the bikes and was doing a rumikub (or rubix cube- take your pick).  that was a first. never seen that one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy came walking towards me that looked just like jordan knight from new kids on the block!!!  but as he got closer the less he looked him.   it was so exciting for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was one of those muscle head guys that thinks hes Gods gift to earth and as he walks down the aisle he knows all the girls are looking at him so he for no reason other than because he's so into himself- he lifted his shirt a little to expose his abs.    GET. OVER YOURSELF.  gag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one time there was clearly a temple worker at the gym on the treadmill by me.   he had left his long sleeve white shirt on, but had changed from his thick white polyester pants into white sweatpants and had white shoes on.   it was hilarious.  cute little old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay those are my thoughts. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1851582468128013536?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1851582468128013536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1851582468128013536&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1851582468128013536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1851582468128013536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughts-from-gym.html' title='thoughts from the gym'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6608236125001145807</id><published>2009-01-18T16:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:05:07.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilts I&apos;ve Made'/><title type='text'>super duper (said with a lisp)</title><content type='html'>so I never posted pictures of the quilt I made for brad for christmas. so here it is. its so coziness i love it. i try to share with brad as it IS his blanket- but its just so soft. i used the really soft stuff thats used on baby blankets for the back. well anyway- here it is. its just basic squares..nothing fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA9PfVuQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/kg5FrcaHuxQ/s1600-h/IMG_5484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292786145452996866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA9PfVuQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/kg5FrcaHuxQ/s320/IMG_5484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA9Zu9z-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/vtSGB3qKmTs/s1600-h/IMG_5489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292786148202893282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA9Zu9z-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/vtSGB3qKmTs/s320/IMG_5489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA8sMO3tI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VemWU9e7QCw/s1600-h/IMG_5479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292786135977615058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA8sMO3tI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VemWU9e7QCw/s320/IMG_5479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA8eWSrNI/AAAAAAAAAww/kfvMH-GA6V0/s1600-h/IMG_5478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292786132261711058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA8eWSrNI/AAAAAAAAAww/kfvMH-GA6V0/s320/IMG_5478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6608236125001145807?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6608236125001145807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6608236125001145807&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6608236125001145807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6608236125001145807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/01/super-duper-said-with-lisp.html' title='super duper (said with a lisp)'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SXPA9PfVuQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/kg5FrcaHuxQ/s72-c/IMG_5484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3106672152404482455</id><published>2009-01-05T18:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:36:27.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here are the new cute shoes I got at our stop at the Vans outlet store in Barstow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SWK1bw1IGvI/AAAAAAAAAwo/-3XwvspKWHM/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287988401055210226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SWK1bw1IGvI/AAAAAAAAAwo/-3XwvspKWHM/s400/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SWK1b-eVS8I/AAAAAAAAAwg/YckyGlQ6qiw/s1600-h/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287988404717702082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SWK1b-eVS8I/AAAAAAAAAwg/YckyGlQ6qiw/s400/boots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOVING THEM*&lt;br /&gt;&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/31817990-3106672152404482455?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3106672152404482455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3106672152404482455&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3106672152404482455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3106672152404482455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-are-new-cute-shoes-i-got-at-our.html' title='here are the new cute shoes I got at our stop at the Vans outlet store in Barstow.'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SWK1bw1IGvI/AAAAAAAAAwo/-3XwvspKWHM/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2369989170522499635</id><published>2009-01-05T17:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:24:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the holidays</title><content type='html'>So it's not a great idea to go to a sunny snowless place during the winter if you hate snow. because then you have to come back to the snow.  I realized today I was feeling really down and depressed.  I couldn't put my finger on it until I went and looked out the window and I almost started crying- then I realized where my depression was coming from.  the snow.   I knew I didn't like it.  But I honestly didn't know I cared THAT much for it to affect me like this.   We just got back from California last night and I was okay with getting back to life and such- but man, its hard coming back to slushy roads and slick sidewalks and boots and big coats and freezing cold cars that you have to warm up and the likes.   It was like suffocating to watch the snow come down nonstop and to know it wasn't about to stop anytime soon.   DEPRESSING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow our Christmas with my family was a blast and a half.  it was so fun to be with everyone and just talk and laugh and play games and eat and stuff.  it was so great and i thoroughly enjoyed it.  we went clay pigeon shooting as the sun was setting the day after christmas and it was in the 20's, maybe the 30's - not sure.  our faces were so frozen they were numb and our fingers hurt. but it was so fun.   my brother aaron even got his car stuck in about 2 feet of snow.  it was just great times.  it actually made me feel panicky, but my brother in law tom came prepared with his big truck and a chain.   so it was just a minor glitch in the master plan.   My nieces put on a talent show of sorts for us.  it was hilarious.  there was tricks with little pet toy things, singing, dancing, and gymnastics.  it was so great.   then my sister anneke was trying to take some self portraits of herself with my little sister amy's camera and she didn't know it but it was on video mode and so it took a video of her doing all kinds of different faces and poses.  it was hilarious.  then the real picture of her after she realized was her laughing hysterically.  it was hideous in a very hilarious way.  and so then amy took a picture of my oldest brother ammon and he did this ridiculous face and it was so funny.  so then amy went around taking pictures of us all pulling ugly faces.  we laughed so hard i almost peed my pants.  oh man we're retarded.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new Years was enjoyable.   we woke up at 5am on New years Eve and drove 10 hours to California.  We got to Brads moms house and were there for about 2 hrs and then went to meet our friends Brody and Ann so we could all go to disneyland for new years- (courtesy of them..how cool is that!?)   brad and I were sooooooo sooooo tired but i was really looking forward to going to disneyland for a few hours, since i haven't been in like 12 years or so.  we had SOOOO MUCH FUN!!!!!!!!! it was so crazy packed and it was really foggy so we didn't even get to see the fireworks go off at midnight- but that was okay.  it was still really awesome.  then after midnight tons of people left the park so we took advantage of the fact that the park was going to be open until 2am to go on more rides. we went over to California Adventure and went on the tower of terror- where they take you up and drop you over and over.  I was a little hesitant- but ann insisted that it was really just a tower of FUN and not terror.   YEAH RIGHT!  NEVER TRUST ANN!   so they take you up in this cage thing and its supposed to be like this old elevator in a hotel that just drops out of nowhere- so they take you up a few floors and then open the elevator doors and you see these little ghosts in the halls of the hotel and then you drop a couple of floors and then they take you up a couple more and drop you and then they take you up to the top and open the elevator doors and its just the outside- so youre looking out over disneyland and they take your picture- well it was sooo foggy you couldnt really see anything (thank heavens i say) but the fog just still made it all very eery and creepy cuz it was such a thick fog- so then they drop you again and that one is a little freaky.   so Im thinking from what ann had previously told me that after that drop the ride is over, and i was okay with that- so far so good.   well that wasn't true.  it does all the drops over again but faster so you are like not even sitting on your seat for like 30 seconds it felt like. the only thing holding you in is your seatbelt.  it was so freaking scary.  all i could do was grab onto brad and the bar in front of me, close my eyes and scream my face off.   it was so crazy.   because of my extreme terror i didn't notice that the entire time brody and brad were laughing at me because of how scared i was.   pffff.  whatever.  it was scary.  i do have to say that despite the scariness- it was really fun and i could maybe go again someday.  but it was freakiness.  but i was WIDE AWAKE after that ride.  so then we went on monsters inc to calm my nerves and then we went back to disneyland and went on thunder mountain- that was soooooo fun!  it was so freezing cold because it goes so fast, but it was awesome.  we wanted to go again but it made me a little motion sick so we didn't go again.  then we just went on a few more rides and then we left at 2.  so by the time brad and I got back to his moms and got in bed- we had been up for 24 hours.    holy cow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next morning i got up at 11- CA time and brad slept in until 1 because he was soo sick.  so he didn't even leave the house at all that day- and I only left to go get him some medicine.  the next day we only left to go to a movie (well kim scott jake and brad went- I went shopping instead). and then saturday we only left to go to jakes bball game and brodys soccer game.  other than that we just stayed at kims and hung out.   it was nice and relaxing and we had so much fun- as always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drive home was lame.  it felt like it was never going to end.  i was going stir crazy.  but we got home around 1130pm and it was around 5 degrees outside.   it was shockingly cold.  but it was great to be home in our own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway-  thats how our holidays went.   they were great.   now i just wish the snow would melt and never come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-2369989170522499635?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2369989170522499635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2369989170522499635&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2369989170522499635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2369989170522499635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-holidays.html' title='oh the holidays'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5122688276989500634</id><published>2008-12-06T21:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:00:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/STtYJHdq8nI/AAAAAAAAAwY/1guYrDqbsFg/s1600-h/IMG_5190Paige2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/STtYJHdq8nI/AAAAAAAAAwY/1guYrDqbsFg/s400/IMG_5190Paige2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908302040232562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/STtYIyBnvUI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/A9tHwRWT79Q/s1600-h/IMG_5163AbsBW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/STtYIyBnvUI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/A9tHwRWT79Q/s400/IMG_5163AbsBW2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276908296285437250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my niece anna got baptized today.  yay for anna!  i took some pictures of the family and my neices. they are so cute.  here's just a couple that i've played around with so far.  i have the cutest nieces ever! i love them all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5122688276989500634?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5122688276989500634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5122688276989500634&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5122688276989500634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5122688276989500634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-niece-anna-got-baptized-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/STtYJHdq8nI/AAAAAAAAAwY/1guYrDqbsFg/s72-c/IMG_5190Paige2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7173980250784238561</id><published>2008-11-18T22:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:24:18.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid walmart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;did you all know that one time i went to walmart and bought a big tupperware bin and after the cashier handed me my receipt i put my gum in it and threw it in a trash then headed to the door.  the "cute little old man greeter"  (pshhh....more like little old jerk) asked me for my receipt.   "oh i just threw it in the garbage over there".   "oh well i'll need to see it."    "um, but i put my gum in it and i threw it away."   "well i need to see it."     you have to be kidding.   then i went and dug it out.  can you believe i even found it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-7173980250784238561?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7173980250784238561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7173980250784238561&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7173980250784238561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7173980250784238561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-walmart.html' title='stupid walmart'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6602216318607986827</id><published>2008-11-17T21:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:31:48.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>totes awes weekend  (totally awesome weekend)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEttX0X9I/AAAAAAAAAvU/3eccsQuUdCk/s1600-h/NKOTB-reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEttX0X9I/AAAAAAAAAvU/3eccsQuUdCk/s400/NKOTB-reunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269850066041200594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend was fab.  My favorite little sister was in town- I love her lots.   Amy flew in from Mesa to go to the New Kids on the Block concert with me and my old...I mean oldER sister Anneke.   :)    We had soo much fun.   It was fun to see Amy since I haven't seen her forever and also be able to spend time with my mom and also meet my brothers fiance Natalie this weekend as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to the concert at 8 and Lady Gaga was opening and so we listened to her- she was fine- I liked some of her music, she was a good entertainer- just a little wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEtSKhkUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KVCiCsavhOg/s1600-h/Lady-Gaga-music-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEtSKhkUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KVCiCsavhOg/s400/Lady-Gaga-music-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269850058737684802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Natasha Bedingfield was on- she sounded AAAAMAAAZZING!!!  She was so so so great in person.  I love her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEtq3NWrI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Aa9b1SZDiTg/s1600-h/natasha_bedingfield_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEtq3NWrI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Aa9b1SZDiTg/s400/natasha_bedingfield_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269850065367554738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the New Kids themselves.  It was awesomeness.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I couldn't believe I was seeing them in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     They came out to the middle of the floor and sang a couple of songs and we were 12 rows up in the seats so they were fairly close- it was awesome.   We did a lot of screaming and alot of dancing and alot of laughing- just cuz me and my sisters are funny.   So it started at 8 and ended around 1115.   We parked right by the exit so we were out of there and on our way home in like 5 mins- it was perfect.    Oh and our seats were up in the top balcony at the E Center and since there were so many people NOT there, they moved everyone that had seats up there down to the lower level!  that was sweetness!!!  (it was sad though because there were sooooo many empty seats.  but i guess it is the new kids on the block..and they haven't been popular in like 15 years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all and all.   way awesome weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6602216318607986827?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6602216318607986827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6602216318607986827&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6602216318607986827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6602216318607986827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/11/totes-awes-weekend-totally-awesome.html' title='totes awes weekend  (totally awesome weekend)'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SSJEttX0X9I/AAAAAAAAAvU/3eccsQuUdCk/s72-c/NKOTB-reunion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2703799546827402667</id><published>2008-11-13T23:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:04:11.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARENT THEY CUTE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0ix39FLHI/AAAAAAAAAu8/w4Hs83J_n6s/s1600-h/IMG_4760skim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0ix39FLHI/AAAAAAAAAu8/w4Hs83J_n6s/s400/IMG_4760skim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268405379322424434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fWpEH_AI/AAAAAAAAAu0/fWW68LXSKNc/s1600-h/IMG_4974fixedbwsmall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fWpEH_AI/AAAAAAAAAu0/fWW68LXSKNc/s400/IMG_4974fixedbwsmall2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268401612934085634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fWcJW3_I/AAAAAAAAAus/dx1C8aLsNeM/s1600-h/IMG_4937jake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fWcJW3_I/AAAAAAAAAus/dx1C8aLsNeM/s400/IMG_4937jake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268401609466372082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fWDxyGBI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7GTT_RAUd04/s1600-h/IMG_4877kimscott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fWDxyGBI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7GTT_RAUd04/s400/IMG_4877kimscott.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268401602925041682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fV-dkEMI/AAAAAAAAAuc/obb4IPXHM9c/s1600-h/durhams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0fV-dkEMI/AAAAAAAAAuc/obb4IPXHM9c/s400/durhams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268401601498058946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is brads cute mom kim and step dad scott and little brother jakey.    i love them.   they are the best.  and like i said...ARENT THEY CUTE?!?!?!   brad went to california a couple weeks ago to spend some time with his family and to help with the prop 8 stuff (well to feel like he was involved) and he took some family pictures.  he did a fabulous job and i wish i could have been there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-2703799546827402667?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2703799546827402667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2703799546827402667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2703799546827402667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2703799546827402667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/11/arent-they-cute.html' title='ARENT THEY CUTE?!'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SR0ix39FLHI/AAAAAAAAAu8/w4Hs83J_n6s/s72-c/IMG_4760skim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7709351926598101326</id><published>2008-11-09T20:36:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:05:32.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilts I&apos;ve Made'/><title type='text'>my latest quilt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRe-PPGJqKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Q8tX7nXloRI/s1600-h/pinwheelbright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266887458192730274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRe-PPGJqKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Q8tX7nXloRI/s400/pinwheelbright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRexWehDiAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/AU7llYN-rJg/s1600-h/IMG_4660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266873288940029954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRexWehDiAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/AU7llYN-rJg/s400/IMG_4660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRexWFlrEfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/zd84IpcWZs4/s1600-h/IMG_4665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266873282248511986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRexWFlrEfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/zd84IpcWZs4/s400/IMG_4665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRevQKFSewI/AAAAAAAAAt8/KI4Ng7OnJPg/s1600-h/IMG_4666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870981352389378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRevQKFSewI/AAAAAAAAAt8/KI4Ng7OnJPg/s400/IMG_4666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRevPPU8SPI/AAAAAAAAAt0/fw8fz7LUMfc/s1600-h/IMG_4668b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870965580351730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRevPPU8SPI/AAAAAAAAAt0/fw8fz7LUMfc/s400/IMG_4668b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRevOnbOOHI/AAAAAAAAAts/YEVEsb5TKsI/s1600-h/IMG_4669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870954869274738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRevOnbOOHI/AAAAAAAAAts/YEVEsb5TKsI/s400/IMG_4669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SReuTXzmwlI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UtnToewuRYc/s1600-h/IMG_4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266869937064297042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SReuTXzmwlI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UtnToewuRYc/s400/IMG_4672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SReuTL7mBHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_d4sJqzP6PA/s1600-h/IMG_4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266869933876577394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SReuTL7mBHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_d4sJqzP6PA/s400/IMG_4673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun. i just loved the 40's style fabrics and the easy pattern. brad just loves actually having one that we are going to keep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-7709351926598101326?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7709351926598101326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7709351926598101326&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7709351926598101326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7709351926598101326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-latest-quilt.html' title='my latest quilt.'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRe-PPGJqKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Q8tX7nXloRI/s72-c/pinwheelbright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7499982032561552024</id><published>2008-11-09T20:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:30:38.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JKP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRenEqT4GqI/AAAAAAAAAtE/icajj-zZmks/s1600-h/IMG_4714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRenEqT4GqI/AAAAAAAAAtE/icajj-zZmks/s400/IMG_4714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266861987752057506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRenEF4GICI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CLKbgPNrQjA/s1600-h/IMG_4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRenEF4GICI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CLKbgPNrQjA/s400/IMG_4709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266861977971859490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to a karaoke party on Halloween- we were all supposed to dress up as our favorite rocker or just a rocker in general.    i dressed up as janice kapp perry.  apparently &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; some&lt;/span&gt; don't consider her a traditional "rocker" - but to those people i say,  take a look at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; and then you tell me she's NOT a rocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SReoqMryE2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/L2D3ep4KXMk/s1600-h/jkp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SReoqMryE2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/L2D3ep4KXMk/s400/jkp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266863732145918818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and yes that says "Janice kapp Perry's Parallel Universe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so anyway-we had a fabulous halloween.   how could you not dressed in a hot pink dressed with embroidered dragon flies on it!&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/31817990-7499982032561552024?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7499982032561552024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7499982032561552024&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7499982032561552024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7499982032561552024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/11/jkp.html' title='JKP'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRenEqT4GqI/AAAAAAAAAtE/icajj-zZmks/s72-c/IMG_4714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5950972961167869325</id><published>2008-11-09T19:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:09:51.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sick day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRehicDq0pI/AAAAAAAAAs0/MozxMIA2d-I/s1600-h/WRWilliams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRehicDq0pI/AAAAAAAAAs0/MozxMIA2d-I/s400/WRWilliams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266855902252290706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WRWJ.     no- not WWJD....WRWJ...walter ray williams jr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some unknown reason brad and i watched bowling on tv today.  i think it was because we had a slumber party with 3 of my cute little neices friday and we played alot of wii bowling.  my 5 year old niece started off bowling a 144 then a 183 then a 197 and ended up a couple games later at 258!!!  it was awesome.  i was so shocked!   go abbie!  so anyway.  when we saw bowling on tv we were strangely drawn to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap.  it was hilarious.  i'm not compleeetely knocking serious bowlers- cuz good for them. and because i love bowling and i wish i was better.  but still!  they were soooo intense and serious.  we were like PEOPLE! ITS BOWLING!  and the funniest thing is that the sponsors were dennys and super 8.  hiiiigh class!!  we just couldn't stop laughing.  it was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my advice is: if you see bowling on tv- do yourself a favor and watch it.   it will be worth your time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5950972961167869325?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5950972961167869325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5950972961167869325&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5950972961167869325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5950972961167869325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sick-day.html' title='my sick day'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SRehicDq0pI/AAAAAAAAAs0/MozxMIA2d-I/s72-c/WRWilliams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7037788228280834927</id><published>2008-10-24T01:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:31:59.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SQGBA-apARI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UCDgyThoCkk/s1600-h/goodtime_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260627693500170514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SQGBA-apARI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UCDgyThoCkk/s400/goodtime_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you didn't see this on my husbands blog....heres a little cartoon that i think is hilarious. and just in case you did already see it on brads blog- well...heres a little cartoon that i think is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in case you are either blind like me- or old like my mom- and cant read the small print in the bottom picture- the little blonde guy is saying " Wow! First the water park, and now this!? You weren't kidding This IS a good time!" and then the big guy says: "Did you know you're the first person to call?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. now wasnt that hilarious, just like i said it was?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-7037788228280834927?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7037788228280834927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7037788228280834927&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7037788228280834927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7037788228280834927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-in-case-you-didnt-see-that-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SQGBA-apARI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UCDgyThoCkk/s72-c/goodtime_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6008304479800554175</id><published>2008-10-22T15:16:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:49:08.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;i went through the drive thru at hogi yogi yesterday to get a sandwich. the chick gave me 13 napkins. i counted them. because i was in shock. thats more than people take when they go to cafe rio and take tons so they'll have extra for their car and/or home. (cafe rio has the big nice ones ya know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;thirteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i used one. the remaining 12 have cozied into their new home in my glove box. &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/31817990-6008304479800554175?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6008304479800554175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6008304479800554175&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6008304479800554175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6008304479800554175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-through-drive-thru-at-hogi-yogi.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6735254857351421325</id><published>2008-10-20T00:17:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:27:17.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed spelled backwards is desserts.   just learned that.</title><content type='html'>so i just finished watching the seasons of arrested development AGAIN. i cant get enough. i love that show. i dont know of anything funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got waaay too invested into this byu football season- and had to cry myself to sleep when they lost to TCU on thursday. WHO THE CRAP LOSES TO A TEAM WHOSE MASCOT IS A HORNED FROG!?!?!?!?! everytime one of the announcers said horned frog - i got a disgusted look on my face up and said out loud..."horned frogs??? really???" i just couldnt get over it. its such an ugly mascot. i'd rather my mascot be a mosquito or something ultra pointless like that. or maybe like a pile of doo doo thats now being used as fertilizer. now &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPw0ePO2y3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/YWbH7QP4n9c/s1600-h/TCUmsct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259136158951459698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPw0ePO2y3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/YWbH7QP4n9c/s400/TCUmsct.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. are we kidding??? lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. and actually i didnt have to cry myself to sleep- because i watched the rest of the red sox/rays game and was screaming my head off in excitement from their amazing comeback. but then they lost game 7 tonight. oh well. i just dont know who to cheer for now in the world series. cuz i dont really care about the rays or the phillies. any suggestions anyone. thats one thing about me- i can get easily attached to a team- so i just need to choose one. i think the rays are going to win- so i'll go for the phillies. also- i'd rather live in pennsylvania than florida- so that does it- the decision's been made. unless anyone has a better argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. its 130am. im supposed to be up to go the gym at 545. what are the odds of that happening? slim to none im thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH brad and i went with bart and meriel and meriels family to the middle of absolute nowhere on a mountain yesterday. we watched meriels dad and uncle and bart cut down a tree for fire wood, roasted hot dogs and smores and the best part....WENT SHOOTING! we shot clay pigeons. well everyone else shot clay pigeons. i just shot the gun and missed the clay pigeons by about 3.76 miles. i was terrible at it. but it was so fun. i want to go again. and then on the way back down the mountain we played our own version of cash cab and then somehow started saying every word we could think of that started with the letter 'f' (we did NOT say the actual 'f' word- so no need to judge) it was so funny - especially when we started trying to name every body part that started with 'f' and ran out after about 3 - feet, fingers, fingernails, fallopian tubes..so we just started adding an 'f' to the front of the other body parts- i.e. fungs, fair, fnees, etc. it got pretty hilarious- but i'll leave the hilarious ones up to you to figure out. oh and we were pretty tired so it made it funnier- we laughed so hard. it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to go get a flu shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6735254857351421325?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6735254857351421325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6735254857351421325&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6735254857351421325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6735254857351421325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-just-finished-watching-seasons-of.html' title='stressed spelled backwards is desserts.   just learned that.'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPw0ePO2y3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/YWbH7QP4n9c/s72-c/TCUmsct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4259969903318662457</id><published>2008-10-15T16:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:43:18.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT NEWS WORLD!</title><content type='html'>so i got a speeding ticket in las vegas when brad and i were coming home from california in july.   i was going 93 in a 70 mph zone.  woops.  but LUCKILY, and i mean &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUH-KUH-LEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the cop was generous and since my record was clean he wrote on the ticket that i was going 80 so that A. it wouldnt affect my insurance and B. so the fine would be less.    so i noticed days later on the ticket that it didn't have the amount i had to pay and i read on the back that if there was no total amount due written on the ticket that i would need to appear in traffic court on October 29 and the cop had highlighted the date.  i've been freaking out.  because really- i dont want to have to go to las vegas to traffic court.  no shpank you.   and i didnt want to not pay it and have a warrant out for my arrest- BEEN THERE DONE THAT!  ( i had a warrant out for my arrest for about 3 years and when i went to the court house to see how much my ticket was i was apprehended by security/cops and told that i had to the pay the fine in full right then or go to jail.  luckily i had money that people had given us for our wedding in my purse.   dodged that bullet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway- just called to see what i needed to do.  the ticket because of the nice cop (not to be confused with one of the hot cops from arrested development) was reduced from 190 to 90 dollars.  so i paid it and dont have to go to court after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4259969903318662457?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4259969903318662457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4259969903318662457&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4259969903318662457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4259969903318662457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-news-world.html' title='GREAT NEWS WORLD!'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6227572345382310169</id><published>2008-10-13T09:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:30:19.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW EMBARRASSING CAN I BE!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my phone wouldnt let me make or receive calls or texts and it said SOS in red in the top corner by the signal bar.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i called tmobile support and all i needed to do was restart my phone.  how embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all of a sudden in one little phone call i became one of &lt;em&gt;THOSE&lt;/em&gt; people that call support for the lamest things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im hiding my head in shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6227572345382310169?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6227572345382310169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6227572345382310169&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6227572345382310169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6227572345382310169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-embarrassing-can-i-be.html' title='HOW EMBARRASSING CAN I BE!?!?!'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4440431119713470195</id><published>2008-10-12T20:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:13:20.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the headless woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK7rqBm74I/AAAAAAAAAg8/A1g3ipXHSxw/s1600-h/headlesslara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK7rqBm74I/AAAAAAAAAg8/A1g3ipXHSxw/s400/headlesslara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256470073784594306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lara didnt want to be in any more pictures i posted- so this is the result.   thats a nice floating jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so thirsty in here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4440431119713470195?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4440431119713470195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4440431119713470195&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5344709835334405634</id><published>2008-10-12T19:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:01:00.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for kara..just a couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK51gqwCgI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i4oLIE7lou0/s1600-h/CUTEBOY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK51gqwCgI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i4oLIE7lou0/s400/CUTEBOY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256468044048239106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK513UZlaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/EDNhHYNnVtY/s1600-h/SticeBoys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK513UZlaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/EDNhHYNnVtY/s400/SticeBoys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256468050128508322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5344709835334405634?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5344709835334405634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5344709835334405634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5344709835334405634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5344709835334405634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-karajust-couple.html' title='for kara..just a couple'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SPK51gqwCgI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i4oLIE7lou0/s72-c/CUTEBOY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4608295822503113016</id><published>2008-10-07T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:43:31.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;yeah remember how like months ago i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;that it would be fun to giveaway a quilt and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;other thangs on my 200th post.  oh yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;this is my 201st.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and betcha cant guess....i havent made one dang quilt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;oh well.  maybe another day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4608295822503113016?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4608295822503113016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4608295822503113016&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4608295822503113016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4608295822503113016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-remember-how-like-months-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-561453755761378298</id><published>2008-10-07T20:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:30:50.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isnt this flower kind of cool- i took this in woodland hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SOwpDDIaL3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/UVW1OY4gNfk/s1600-h/flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SOwpDDIaL3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/UVW1OY4gNfk/s400/flower2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254619997591449458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-561453755761378298?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/561453755761378298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=561453755761378298&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/561453755761378298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/561453755761378298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='isnt this flower kind of cool- i took this in woodland hills'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SOwpDDIaL3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/UVW1OY4gNfk/s72-c/flower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4209846484930612657</id><published>2008-10-07T19:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:45:08.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how cute are they</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SOwdfl-ndeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rZPBuuQHqI4/s1600-h/KissyFaceCrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SOwdfl-ndeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rZPBuuQHqI4/s400/KissyFaceCrop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254607293842421218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my friend lara and her little cute face baby jax.   we went up the canyon on friday and took some pictures of lara jd and jax.  they are such hilariously fun friends.  i love them mucho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lara was having a bad today- which i get cuz we all have them- but she should never be allowed to have a bad day because she is so gorgeous and talented and fun and amazing and has the cutest little boy.    but anyway- i hope she knows she's awesome and im SO GLAD shes my friend.  she cracks me up non stop and has helped me through lots of bad days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately it was darkish and cold and raining when we went to take pictures and i sooo dont know what im doing behind a camera so i screwed most of the pictures up    :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think that picture is so cute of them....arent they adorableness?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4209846484930612657?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4209846484930612657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4209846484930612657&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4209846484930612657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4209846484930612657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-cute-are-they.html' title='how cute are they'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SOwdfl-ndeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rZPBuuQHqI4/s72-c/KissyFaceCrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-65375353110460935</id><published>2008-10-07T07:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:33:40.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird brother of prime rib</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a part of the lawn in front of our complex that sinks down a little bit and it's pretty much always soggy and squishy and i HATE walking on it because well first of all my shoes get wet but most of all its because it feels like youre walking over a fresh grave.  i wasnt paying attention last night and walked right over it and blugh- it gives me creeped out chills just thinking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked brad to translate something into spanish for me yesterday and i sent it to him in an email and he sent it back with a translation- and i was feeling so proud- like wow..he's really good and then he sent me a link to translator.com or something like that.  the little shyster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just found out that kevin bacon and i have the same birth day.  &lt;/span&gt;how fun- if my calculations are correct, that basically makes me a celebrity, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-65375353110460935?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/65375353110460935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=65375353110460935&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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story already- but it's so cute i need to share it again.  maybe it's not as cute to you guys as it was to me.  but lets be real- i dont really care.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;so i picked up this cute little 4 year old girl that's in foster care from school and was bringing her to the office for a visit with her mom and dad and i dont remember what happened but for some reason i said oh bummer.  and she said,  what's oh plumber?  of course i laughed and told her that i said oh bummer and explained what that meant.  then like 10 mins later when we were pulling into the parking lot at work the caseworker called and said the mom wasn't going to be at the visit- so i said- hey unfortunately your mom isn't going to be able to come to the visit today and in this sweet little let down voice she said...oh plumber.   it was SOOO cute.   i laughed so hard i thought i was going to die.  she's my favorite.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;today when she came for her visit she came out of the elevator and i was standing in the hallway talking to the caseworker and she came RUNNING at me and started tickling me- it was so funny.   i love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;okay thats all.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2 Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2 Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;4 Gotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3110833965502719552?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3110833965502719552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3110833965502719552&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3110833965502719552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3110833965502719552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/10/hammer-time.html' title='hammer time'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1813339698953628150</id><published>2008-09-29T11:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:17:17.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you prob'ly think this song is about you...dont you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i cant stop looking at my own blog- how vain am i.  but its only to look at the rad school new banner that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://cwazylawa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; made me (under mine and Lara's creative direction)   youre a wizard with those photoshop brushes stice.     thanks again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1813339698953628150?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1813339698953628150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1813339698953628150&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1813339698953628150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1813339698953628150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-probly-think-this-song-is-about.html' title='you prob&apos;ly think this song is about you...dont you'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1311930556019703772</id><published>2008-09-23T17:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:33:40.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i HAD to because i'm dying laughing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are you shnazzin me?! these names kill me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i've even seen them before- but they never cease to make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Passerby Lady Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFXOiDII/AAAAAAAAAfk/ypc82qzBTDU/s1600-h/Passersby-Lady-Steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249378665415969922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFXOiDII/AAAAAAAAAfk/ypc82qzBTDU/s200/Passersby-Lady-Steps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Little Wishes Plastic Dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFk13VcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/OpmMCYhF4Zs/s1600-h/Little-Wishes-Plastic-Dishe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249378669070603714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFk13VcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/OpmMCYhF4Zs/s200/Little-Wishes-Plastic-Dishe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Breath of a Criminal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFiZp28I/AAAAAAAAAf0/i6Tehn__5Do/s1600-h/Breath-of-a-Criminal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249378668415409090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFiZp28I/AAAAAAAAAf0/i6Tehn__5Do/s200/Breath-of-a-Criminal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;lesliehall.com&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/31817990-1311930556019703772?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1311930556019703772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1311930556019703772&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1311930556019703772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1311930556019703772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-to-because-im-dying-laughing.html' title='i HAD to because i&apos;m dying laughing'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmKFXOiDII/AAAAAAAAAfk/ypc82qzBTDU/s72-c/Passersby-Lady-Steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4955815544256265113</id><published>2008-09-23T17:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:24:43.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kentucky: 5 million people, 15 last names</title><content type='html'>Fact slash Miracle: I have done my hair FIVE days in a row! i know- im just as shocked as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact slash Annoying slash Bless his heart: A little hunched over man was crossing University Ave yesterday and was walking negative 3 miles per hour- the light turned green...he started walking (well shuffling more like)...yellow light- Him: still shuffling....red light- Him: still shuffling, me: never getting to turn left. oh well. what a little dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact slash Awesome: I have gone to the gym at 6am two days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact slash Stupid: I left my keys at the gym yesterday (I rode with someone else, so i didn't need them to get in the car or anything) they sat on the hook at the gym all day. from 6am to 6pm. poor abandoned keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact slash Painful: I had a headache for 24+ straight hours that would NOT go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact slash Flesh Eating: After washing my hands a few times in the office at work I start to wonder if the soap is made of acid- it basically makes my skin shrivel up and DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact slash Shoulda known Betta': I ate at Wingers yesterday and got the sticky fingers. sticky fingers equals urge to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact (Just Fact, no slash this time): I left the house yesterday wearing shoes, long pants, a sweater with a shirt underneath and a down coat with a fur lined hood and was still a little chilly. Brad left the house wearing a short sleeved shirt, shorts, and flip flops. "Do we live in the same universe?", I question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and now...just for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neon Flash Cash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFeaPrbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cMwfE2oYNIc/s1600-h/Neon-Flash-Cash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249376468320890290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFeaPrbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cMwfE2oYNIc/s200/Neon-Flash-Cash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goblit From Bethlahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFemUgAI/AAAAAAAAAfU/wYAVgpsNKeI/s1600-h/Goblit-From-Bethlahem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249376468371537922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFemUgAI/AAAAAAAAAfU/wYAVgpsNKeI/s200/Goblit-From-Bethlahem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moon Light Gravey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFj_5MxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/td65v6gUhwA/s1600-h/Moon-Light-Gravey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249376469820977938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFj_5MxI/AAAAAAAAAfc/td65v6gUhwA/s200/Moon-Light-Gravey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4955815544256265113?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4955815544256265113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4955815544256265113&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4955815544256265113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4955815544256265113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/09/kentucky-5-million-people-15-last-names.html' title='Kentucky: 5 million people, 15 last names'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNmIFeaPrbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cMwfE2oYNIc/s72-c/Neon-Flash-Cash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6656892612116577954</id><published>2008-09-20T12:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:25:24.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so in love</title><content type='html'>Im so so so so in love with the weekend brad and i just had..well its not even over yet. I don't post that many pictures, but I'm going to today- and don't judge me because they are just plain and not amazing even though I have take 2 beginning photography classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thursday was our 4th year anniversary. We haven't ever really done anything for our anniversary because sure we could go pay money and stay in a hotel but it always seems like a waste because its too expensive to stay somewhere really nice. Well Brad took Friday off so we could do something together, but we really didn't have any idea where to go or what to do. We thought we might just go somewhere nice for dinner and then just stay at home. Well Brad found this package deal through the Hotel Park City, where you get to stay in a Cottage Suite and get a 3 course meal at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse for $349. We've heard that Ruth's Chris is AMAZZZING and the suite at the hotel sounded amazing as well so we thought we'd just go for it. It didn't look like there were any reservations so Brad called and they were like oh yeah we have some openings for that suite and its $289..so we were like SWEET, even cheaper than it said online. So we booked it and when the lady was reconfirming she was like oh- woops I am looking at an October date, but luckily there was still an opening for last night and since she already told us the October price, she gave it to us for that price. So we were so excited I wanted to puke because we were actually GOING SOMEWHERE and DOING SOMETHING FUN and yeah..it was just exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't even describe how amazing this place is and how private and cool and cozy and stuff these cool cottages are. They are away from the main hotel and surrounding the golf course. There are 9 cottages and they have 4 rooms - 6 rooms in them. Oh man- I love this place. So our room had a seperate bedroom behind nice thick wooden french doors, it had a huge tall king bed that was sooooo comfortable and a fireplace and a mounted flat screen tv. there were walls of windows and a door to the patio where our own private jacuzzi was. Down the hall there is a washer/dryer a closet that had our thick robes in them a bathroom with a jetted tub a glass surround shower with 3 shower heads and of course a little room with the toilet. The living room had a little kitchenette with a small fridge, a dishwasher, cupboards with nice dishes, etc. Then there were comfy leather couches a big fireplace with a big flat screen mounted above that. There was also a door off the living room that went out to the patio too. On the patio was like I said the 6 person jacuzzi and a fireplace. We were right on the golf course. It was just so nice and quiet and perfect. So we had planned to go shopping and stuff but when we got there we were like, yeah right- we don't want to leave this room. The only time we left was to go to dinner at Ruths Chris which was attached to the main hotel. So we went to dinner and I can't stop thinking about that steak. I want to eat it everyday. I have never had such an amazing piece of meat in. my. life. Nothing I've ever had even COMPARES! I loved it. So we each had a delicious salad to start off with and then we got our filets- oh my gosh. my mouth is literally watering thinking about it. Okay- let me get myself together here...so they season the steak with salt and pepper and sear it at 1800 degrees and then serve it on a 500 degree plate with bubbling steak butter. They use like the highest grade of steak and its like nothing else i've ever tasted. It was so incredible. And we got Potatoes AuGratin which were amazingly delicious as well. Then for dessert we got a chocolate lava explosion...amazing!! It was moist and rich and delicious. It was a cake thing with gnoche spilling out of it, ice cream on top and caramel drizzled on the sides. It was a perfect ending to a perfect meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well anyway- all I have to say is...is this was worth EVERY SINGLE DANG PENNY and then some. Seriously- you should ALLLL Go!!! you won't regret it..but you won't want to come home. so just be aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViv1m_UPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YsmZcMnYWeE/s1600-h/IMG_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViv1m_UPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YsmZcMnYWeE/s200/IMG_4174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209514754167026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfgTdiWOI/AAAAAAAAAx4/P7ujjgHp83s/s1600-h/IMG_4203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfgTdiWOI/AAAAAAAAAx4/P7ujjgHp83s/s400/IMG_4203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249050374284925154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfgiRR2WI/AAAAAAAAAyA/TIljTnRiTJc/s1600-h/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfgiRR2WI/AAAAAAAAAyA/TIljTnRiTJc/s400/IMG_4219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249050378260044130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfg8JwQlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/T6EkwAK2Fj4/s1600-h/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfg8JwQlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/T6EkwAK2Fj4/s400/IMG_4228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249050385207804498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;row of the cottages- arent they cute buildings!??! i love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfhQMlT2I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/sAY2c5zfaSY/s1600-h/IMG_4210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3IXUJJZiwA/SNhfhQMlT2I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/sAY2c5zfaSY/s400/IMG_4210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249050390588378978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtMyFcUFI/AAAAAAAAAek/b-sYLQpIHNA/s1600-h/IMG_4199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtMyFcUFI/AAAAAAAAAek/b-sYLQpIHNA/s200/IMG_4199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248221007140638802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtNrafOpI/AAAAAAAAAes/p2BuetDj6vE/s1600-h/IMG_4203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtNrafOpI/AAAAAAAAAes/p2BuetDj6vE/s200/IMG_4203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248221022529731218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtOHyUtyI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4VPXK8AGYJw/s1600-h/IMG_4216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtOHyUtyI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4VPXK8AGYJw/s200/IMG_4216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248221030145898274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtOaHIh1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/QsSI8J-8KJM/s1600-h/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVtOaHIh1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/QsSI8J-8KJM/s200/IMG_4219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248221035065018194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;double rainbow- cant really see it ..sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViv1m_UPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YsmZcMnYWeE/s1600-h/IMG_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViv1m_UPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YsmZcMnYWeE/s200/IMG_4174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209514754167026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the cottage from the back (our room was the bottom left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViwfowi-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/EKkK06S-nxc/s1600-h/IMG_4175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViwfowi-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/EKkK06S-nxc/s200/IMG_4175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209526035876834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Close view of our patio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViwi88BdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/a4LJBZ_IP5Q/s1600-h/IMG_4187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViwi88BdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/a4LJBZ_IP5Q/s200/IMG_4187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209526925821394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitchenette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViw09vivI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Gl6p4SWt3P4/s1600-h/IMG_4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViw09vivI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Gl6p4SWt3P4/s200/IMG_4189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209531761036018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Room Fireplace  and Tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVixrg1x0I/AAAAAAAAAec/WsOFXha8DIg/s1600-h/IMG_4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNVixrg1x0I/AAAAAAAAAec/WsOFXha8DIg/s200/IMG_4191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248209546403759938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Living room and door to the patio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6656892612116577954?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6656892612116577954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6656892612116577954&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6656892612116577954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6656892612116577954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-in-love.html' title='so in love'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SNViv1m_UPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YsmZcMnYWeE/s72-c/IMG_4174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3124044253146383482</id><published>2008-09-12T22:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:42:01.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photog</title><content type='html'>its almost midnight.  i should probably go to bed.  but i can hear brad snoring from in here, so i dont know that i'd really sleep anyway even if i went to bed.     bless his little snoring heart.   speaking of blessing little hearts.  I started a beginning digital photography class yesterday. its only 5 weeks long because its just a continuing education class. i learned tons - it was pretty sweet.  but this was a class for people with SLR cameras, and some lady brought like just a regular little digital camera.  like the kind you'd buy at best buy for 150 $ that has like 5 megapixels or something.  oh bless her little heart.  she was like, oh i didn't realize this class was for fancy cameras.  again.......  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLESS HER LITTLE HEART!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    i'll be honest, i was kind of bugged at first- like, really lady!? get a clue!!  but that was just rude to think that.   cuz blessssss.  heeerrrrr.  hearrrrt.  (and yes, i said bless her heart 3 times just now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so anyway.  we went with the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://jbptwakefield.blogspot.com/"&gt;wakefields&lt;/a&gt; to dinner tonight, and then to the Mt View High football game and the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://snydsremarks.blogspot.com/"&gt;bishop&lt;/a&gt; and his fam were there as well as the whole hatch clan.  it was really enjoyable.  oh high school.   i loved high school.    like, l-o-v-e, loved high school.   i had so much fun, but im glad those days are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got cold at the game and i can't seem to get warm, despite having a down blanket covering me right now and the mac on my lap- which the mac gets really warm when in use. but i guess its mostly because its my toes that are cold..and when they are cold- thats when i cant get warm.    hmmmm - maybe i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; go get in bed- then i can put my cold feet on brads legs and get them warm, WHICH will also stir him enough to make him stop snoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3124044253146383482?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3124044253146383482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3124044253146383482&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3124044253146383482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3124044253146383482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/09/photog.html' title='photog'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4867716072967454693</id><published>2008-09-04T17:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:08:45.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the days of yore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so when i first started working for DCFS we were working Monday thru Friday and fridays were always reallllly slow.  like noone was here and so it was quiet.  so now that we work 4 - 10's...thursdays are now like fridays, and so thursdays are dead.   so basically people around here are only working like 3 days a week it feels like (dont get me wrong...more important people than me can work from home, and have more out of the office things to do..so they arent necessarily just slacking).   but its just bored in here is all.  and its now 6:05 so im leaving, so i dont even know why im sitting here bored anymore.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh but in the way of big news...  I got a name plate/sign thing outside my office door today.  they spelled my name Andera.  at first i thought of going and letting them know so they could fix it.  but i dont think i care anymore.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k im boring, i know. buh bye.     have a wonderful weekend dear friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4867716072967454693?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4867716072967454693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4867716072967454693&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4867716072967454693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4867716072967454693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-days-of-yore.html' title='oh the days of yore'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1656264011565083679</id><published>2008-08-26T16:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:17:03.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 things Im SO hating right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1.  The fact that i feel like I'm SO about to vomit.  I hope this ridiculous cold isn't turning into the flu.   My stomach is totally cramping and wrenching and it's about to produce some seriously fierce chicken alfredo pizza puke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;2.  I got so wrapped up in writing about #1, i cant rememember what I was going to say.  Oh yes- its back.  I'm hating the fact that I can't get the little rhyme that teaches you how to spell Massachusetts correctly, out of my head.  &lt;em&gt;Why the heck was it in there in the first place today?&lt;/em&gt;  I DOOOON'T KNOOOOOW!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M- A- DOUBLE S- A- C- H- U- S- E- DOUBLE T - S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd be happy to teach it to anyone if they are struggling with the correct spelling of this eastern seaboard state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1656264011565083679?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1656264011565083679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1656264011565083679&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1656264011565083679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1656264011565083679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-things-im-so-hating-right-now.html' title='2 things Im SO hating right now'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1301738157695450177</id><published>2008-08-26T12:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:08:27.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fat burning machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So we all know im a little on the fat side. (if 'a little' means totally and completely the fattest thing there ever was) I really have tried to do better at exercising and eating a little better these past few weeks(I say this as im thinking I need to go brush my teeth after eating those utterly greasy pieces of chicken alfredo thick crust pizza from Nicoletti's...HEY I said i've TRIED to eat a LITTLE better..now shut up.) So I was like totally on a roll for approximately 9 days- I was doing awesome. I was eating less, and what I did eat was better for me than usual. I was going to Power Pump class every other day, I was walking at least 2.5 extra miles a day...i was doing awesome. One day I even ran for about .3 miles. I was so proud. Although, I did run further than I wanted to- because I was left with no choice when there were some people standing out by their car smoking. like i could be THAT person that acts like "oh im out jogging, i do this often (although i look so the opposite of a jogger)" and then stops jogging. I couldnt do it...i couldnt let them &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; my stop jogging. So i kept jogging until I felt they couldn't see me anymore, THEN i stopped. I only felt like my lungs were going to collapse for like another 2 hrs...no biggie. and i only had whispy asthma breathing for the rest of the night. double no biggie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So because I had jogged/trotted/nearly keeled over and died/ for that .3 of a mile I felt totally justified in watching the marathon race in the Olympics a couple days later, and feeling like I knew and understood the intense pain those runners were in. Which led me to feel even more justified in telling Brad that I had just decided that I was going to be in the 2016 Olympics, running the marathon. (I wont mention the fact that he said, "alright, well maybe in the special olympics"... because that was just rude, and dream crushing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;really did&lt;/strong&gt; have my heart set on the fact that I was going to run everyday for the next 8 years and train my guts out so that I could run in the marathon. And so Brad could say- see there, thats my wife. she used to be so fat- and now look at her....she's running in the Olympics(the regular kind, but no offense WHATSOEVER to the special olympics). He wouldve been so proud. but unfortunately I lost motivation about 1.6 days later and haven't worked out since. But hey- I've still lost 6.5 pounds in the last 2 1/2 weeks so IN YO FACE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i really am going to do better. you just wait. only 93.5 lbs to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1301738157695450177?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1301738157695450177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1301738157695450177&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1301738157695450177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1301738157695450177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/fat-burning-machine.html' title='fat burning machine'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1593969778219441911</id><published>2008-08-26T10:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:47:29.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post 187</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So last week at work I met this man who was quite unfortunate looking.... one of those quirky old men who says things that you don't know how to respond to, and you just hope they'll go away and stop talking to you- but they dont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well in the midst of our conversation he says- yeah well I fell off a turnip truck a few years ago ....................................................................................... I seriously just stood there speechless, because I swear on my life I didn't know if that was one of those old people sayings, or if he in reality &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; fall off a truck.....because he &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; looked like he could have. He just stared back at me, and then chuckled. So I left the conversation guessing that it was probably just a phrase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FYI: I just googled it to find out sure, and luckily it is just an old person thing to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Looking back now, its kind of funny- like not the phrase, thats just wierd- but the whole situation...Me not knowing if he'd really fallen off a truck, or if he was trying to make me laugh... Then us just standing there staring at each other cuz I had NO CLUE what to say. But really- it wasn't funny! it was one of &lt;strong&gt;THEE &lt;/strong&gt;most awkward moments of my life, im not EVEN kidding. I was &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; at a loss for words. If I would have laughed and said- oh you're funny, thinking it's a phrase, and then find out he really &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; fall off a truck hauling a load of turnips!?!?!? how bad would i have felt!!!....or on the other hand if I had said all concerned, "you fell off a truck? oh man- thats terrible" .....either way.   it was a lose lose situation- cuz i would come out looking like an idiot. i dont know. awkard. very very awkward. so i just stood there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;seriously. i hope to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; run into that man again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1593969778219441911?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1593969778219441911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1593969778219441911&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1593969778219441911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1593969778219441911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/post-187.html' title='post 187'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-289134160078646029</id><published>2008-08-11T17:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:29:12.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uhhgrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so when i post something at work (which Hi work- i never do that..don't worry!)  after i publish it and go to view blog, it won't show me the new thing i just posted.   even now..hours later...still nothing.  it just shows my post from a few days ago and before that.  i've tried reopening the browser, tried going to my blog from another blog...NOTHING!   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like to see the post on the actual blog, to see if i like the size of the font, the color, my wording, and i can check for typos...etc.   and i cant do that now.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dangy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moral of the story:  dont blog at work, andrea.  its not meant to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-289134160078646029?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/289134160078646029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=289134160078646029&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/289134160078646029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/289134160078646029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/uhhgrrrr.html' title='uhhgrrrr'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3847545932323319231</id><published>2008-08-11T15:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:58:18.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;im so in love with Vitamin String Quartet.  the final 4 contestants on SYTYCD did a dance choreographed by mia to one of their songs, Hallelujah.  i fell instantly in love.  so i bought some songs on itunes.  oh my gosh- could i love them any more?  prolly not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think most people would hate to listen to music with me, because i love to listen to songs over and over and over, and that's just what i've done with these songs i have today.  over and over.  ESPECIALLY the one they did of Like a Prayer by madonna.  its so good.  it makes me want to be a contemporary dancer.  and not just a contemporary dancer, a dang good one.   well, let's be honest- IIIII personally think i am a dang good dancer,  brad and the rest of my family seem to think i need formal training.  no- actually they think i should never try to dance ever again in my life.    but whatever.    theyre just jealous of my moves.   im so used to be people and their jealousy, it doesn't even phase me anymore.   so get real people- this, right here,(pointing at myself with my fancy dancing skills) is never gonna stop.&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/31817990-3847545932323319231?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3847545932323319231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3847545932323319231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3847545932323319231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3847545932323319231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-so-in-love-with-vitamin-string.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6357599092353681767</id><published>2008-08-11T15:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:21:25.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAND</title><content type='html'>for too long i have been blinded. my tastebuds were prejudice against snow cones for far too long, thinking that a snow cone could only amount to something like unto the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233386208515279570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SKC5B2r7StI/AAAAAAAAAd0/C3_BbrrJOXs/s200/snowcone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but now i know that they can be much, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more.  they can be something &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;.  something that melts in your mouth and takes you to a place resembling heaven.  they dont have to be something put in those awful paper cups that soak up all the juice and leak all over the place.     snow cones have been taken to a much higher level.   an artistic level even.....they have become.....the Avalanche.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay- so maybe i'm being a BIT dramatic- but seriously.  These things are grand.  i don't know how im going to fit a couple of these sugary cups of &lt;strong&gt;goodness&lt;/strong&gt; (tigers blood flavored shaved ice) mixed with &lt;strong&gt;extra goodness&lt;/strong&gt; (vanilla ice cream) a week into my newly changed "eating lifestyle" ....i.e. diet.   but i'll find a way.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6357599092353681767?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6357599092353681767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6357599092353681767&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6357599092353681767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6357599092353681767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/grand.html' title='GRAND'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SKC5B2r7StI/AAAAAAAAAd0/C3_BbrrJOXs/s72-c/snowcone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8308327851655657139</id><published>2008-08-01T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:56:22.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for today i live on the edge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am eating chips and salsa in a white shirt.          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;how dare i be so brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8308327851655657139?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8308327851655657139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8308327851655657139&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8308327851655657139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8308327851655657139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-today-i-live-on-edge_01.html' title='for today i live on the edge.'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8438532390582692900</id><published>2008-07-01T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:09:13.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another manic tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;so i have way not slept good the last couple of nights and so i was really worried i was going to sleep in this morning because i knew once i actually fell asleep i was never gonna wanna (what great english i have) get up.   well sure enough.....   i woke up this morning and looked at my clock... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12:35pm!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flew to the shower and was trying to think of some reason i could give my work why i was 4 hours late....but couldn't think of one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well halfway through my shower i thought...hey wait a dang minute..i haven't been able to sleep in this long in YEARS no matter how tired i've been.   so when i got out i checked the clock on my phone and SURE ENOUGH..........8:41am.           &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i only ended up being 15 mins late...rather than 4 hrs late.  for me...this was great.  but im not so sure my boss will see it the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8438532390582692900?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8438532390582692900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8438532390582692900&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8438532390582692900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8438532390582692900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-another-manic-tuesday.html' title='just another manic tuesday'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1735265707256026864</id><published>2008-06-29T22:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:04:33.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilts I&apos;ve Made'/><title type='text'>only almost 2 months late</title><content type='html'>So I am just now getting around to posting the pictures of the quilt I made for my mom for Mothers Day.... better late than never....that's my motto i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtpJd3xsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ODWrIK_QS0E/s1600-h/IMG_3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217540721991993026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtpJd3xsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ODWrIK_QS0E/s320/IMG_3691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtLS-oPXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/TwjNKL_xXpo/s1600-h/IMG_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217540209149230450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtLS-oPXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/TwjNKL_xXpo/s320/IMG_3701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhto-6GFNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/QZkRRk9ery4/s1600-h/IMG_3695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217540719157581010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhto-6GFNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/QZkRRk9ery4/s320/IMG_3695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtLxojnaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wZZUaE_AFw0/s1600-h/IMG_3699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217540217378151842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtLxojnaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wZZUaE_AFw0/s320/IMG_3699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhsrl6tvqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/92N-90L5SgU/s1600-h/IMG_3715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217539664477273762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhsrl6tvqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/92N-90L5SgU/s320/IMG_3715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta da. thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1735265707256026864?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1735265707256026864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1735265707256026864&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1735265707256026864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1735265707256026864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/only-almost-2-months-late.html' title='only almost 2 months late'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhtpJd3xsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ODWrIK_QS0E/s72-c/IMG_3691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3623841887710254791</id><published>2008-06-26T20:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:00:14.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mother of all cookies...i promise you this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhnkRXISBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4iUYgUzRz-Y/s1600-h/Cookie+Dough.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhnkRXISBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4iUYgUzRz-Y/s320/Cookie+Dough.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217534041142085650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I got this recipe off my fabulous friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://pkfish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaela's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; blog today..and we had a ward party tonight...so I thought I'd whip up a batch.   THANK HEAVENS THAT I HALVED THE BATCH! I used our kitchen aid and it was totally overflowing!!!  But I can't even tell you how amazingly delicious they are.  The dough was delish and then the cookies baked were even more phenomenal.   I am in love.    You all need to make them...and honestly- if you do not have a ginormous bowl...then half the recipe.     Thank you Kaela for sharing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monster Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 doz. eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 lb. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. butter&lt;br /&gt;16 c. oatmeal (must be old fashioned rolled oats)&lt;br /&gt;3 lb. peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. plain M &amp;amp; M's&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;8 tsp. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream eggs, sugar, vanilla, butter, peanut butter, soda and other ingredients. Mix in very large dish pan. Drop by ice cream scoop on to cookie sheet. Bake at 350 degrees for 12 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This recipe makes a HUGE batch. Get out your biggest mixing bowl and get ready to do some major mixing. This recipe can be halved easily.  Whatever you don't use, can be freezed easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. to the S.   I forgot to buy M&amp;amp;Ms so I just added more choc chips..which was okay for me anyway, since I've never really loved M&amp;amp;M's in cookie.  But do what you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S- So I decided to add a picture of the cookie dough (cuz don't you worry...i just made some more this morning.  whatever)  but the picture is after I'd mixed in the oatmeal and chocolate chips a little bit..so it had settled a smidge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3623841887710254791?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3623841887710254791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3623841887710254791&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3623841887710254791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3623841887710254791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/mother-of-all-cookiesever.html' title='The mother of all cookies...i promise you this!'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SGhnkRXISBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4iUYgUzRz-Y/s72-c/Cookie+Dough.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7314035174875977511</id><published>2008-06-26T13:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:00:15.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just throwin this out to the universe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;should we have t-shirts made for our upcoming NKOTB concert?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We have plenty of time to come up with a design..its not until November. i'm so excited- fun times will be had by all. that is, if i'm still alive by november. i'm not PLANNING on dying, but you never know. crazier things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers tonight will need to include the words.. please just let me live long enough to see my elementary school crush Jordan in concert. After that- I'm all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that I still had the biographies that my mom was kind enough to let me get through the book order in elementary school. I also had tapes, a hot pink duffle bag that said NKOTB, a couple posters, a pillow and i think thats it. Who knew they'd make such a comeback all these years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO FIGHT WIN NKOTB!&lt;/span&gt;&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/31817990-7314035174875977511?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7314035174875977511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7314035174875977511&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7314035174875977511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7314035174875977511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-throwin-this-out-to-universe.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6997836271999964573</id><published>2008-06-26T10:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:44:04.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need I Say More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The following is why I am such good friends with my sisters. I just received this email from my sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lindhardtfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anneke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; (the subject of the email was OH MY GOSH!!!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ARE YOU SERIOUS???DID YOU GUYS HAVE ANY IDEA ABOUT THIS??????I MEAN, WE CANNOT MISS THIS!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/1E0040BEE417633A"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/1E0040BEE417633A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RSVP ASAP."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6997836271999964573?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6997836271999964573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6997836271999964573&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6997836271999964573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6997836271999964573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-title-needed.html' title='Need I Say More'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3558225869269535746</id><published>2008-06-24T09:28:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:25:37.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT's TRICKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I had a BEYOND FABULOUS weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Might I share some highlights: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We went to a Birthday party for the cutest lady in my ward on Friday night and played Karaoke on the PS2 with some hilariously fun people from my ward. But for me the best part of the night was hearing my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://snydsremarks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bishop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sing 'Love Shack' and impersonating the guy's voice to a Tee!!!!!! It was hilarious- although I don't know that 'hilarious' really truly explains the greatness of it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saturday we had a BBQ and played Wii at my brother's house. I texted my cute sister thats in VA to tell her that I was so excited to play Wii with my brother Aaron cuz i &lt;strong&gt;KNEW&lt;/strong&gt; he would get way into it......&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I totally called it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Not only did he literally hit me in the head and nearly hit his innocent by stander wife in the head while playing wii tennis, but he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full on DOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a ball - STILL JUST WII TENNIS MIND YOU, NOT REAL LIFE- THE WHOLE GAME CAN BE PLAYED WITH A FLICK OF THE WRIST!- and landed on his knees...oh. my. gosh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PURE GOLD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   I am so dying laughing right now just thinking about it!!  It was thee greatest moment of my life.   And I'm sure a high point for his wife and children. TOO FUNNY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Don't worry thats not all he did- later during wii bowling, he was bowling with such force that the controller flew out of his hand and flew up and chipped their ceiling. Luckily it didn't hit their light fixture. It was so ridiculous- we died laughing. After that he gladly wore the wrist strap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But really- his ridiculousness blended right in with all the rest of us. We all had our own victory dances and yelled and cheered and celebrated way too much. It was so great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love my family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(oh ps- HOW DARE I?! I totally almost forgot...we bought a fondue pot and took it to the bbq on saturday, and Brad made some delicious chocolate fondue. I love you Fransy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3558225869269535746?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3558225869269535746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3558225869269535746&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3558225869269535746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3558225869269535746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-tricky.html' title='IT&apos;s TRICKY'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1900115273940853517</id><published>2008-06-24T09:25:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:18:18.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is there a piece of SHOE on your head?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is exactly why people like me SHOULDN'T vote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Brad: We need to vote tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: Vote? Oh.....Yeah..for So You Think You Can Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad: ..........no. For the Republican Primaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: Oh. Woops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1900115273940853517?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1900115273940853517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1900115273940853517&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1900115273940853517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1900115273940853517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-do-you-have-piece-of-shoe-on-your.html' title='Why is there a piece of SHOE on your head?'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1334020250299443582</id><published>2008-06-18T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:16:48.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;ik zal later schrijven. Ik beloof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1334020250299443582?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1334020250299443582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1334020250299443582&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1334020250299443582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1334020250299443582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/ik-zal-later-schrijven.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8177469416661639388</id><published>2008-06-18T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:09:44.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hibbity dibbity&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/31817990-8177469416661639388?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8177469416661639388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8177469416661639388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8177469416661639388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8177469416661639388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1574542362558794175</id><published>2008-06-05T15:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:15:03.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take note</title><content type='html'>one month and 3 days from today = my 27th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will love whatever you get me (as long as its amazing or fabulous)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1574542362558794175?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1574542362558794175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1574542362558794175&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1574542362558794175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1574542362558794175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-note.html' title='take note'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4410625842171581625</id><published>2008-05-21T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:25:47.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's so tired in here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4410625842171581625?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4410625842171581625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4410625842171581625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4410625842171581625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4410625842171581625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-so-tired-in-here.html' title='it&apos;s so tired in here.'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3270126142746000900</id><published>2008-05-15T09:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:42:11.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my breakfast this morning:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fritos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr Pepper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont even understand myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3270126142746000900?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3270126142746000900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3270126142746000900&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3270126142746000900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3270126142746000900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-breakfast-this-morning.html' title='my breakfast this morning:'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1814130922010127997</id><published>2008-05-09T14:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T14:53:44.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 1/2 hrs until the weekend. here i sit listening to New Kids on the Block. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could life be sweeter? nay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youre my popsicle! From the very first time I met you girl you cap-tured-me.Youre my popsicle! All I know is you make me feel so fancy free.&lt;br /&gt;pop POP pop POP pop..POPSICLEpop POP pop POP pop..POPSICLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(ok- theres a million things that could be sweeter than still being at work and listening to NKOTB..but whatever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1814130922010127997?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1814130922010127997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1814130922010127997&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1814130922010127997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1814130922010127997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet-love.html' title='sweet love'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5065152679482925381</id><published>2008-05-09T11:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:55:43.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talk to me tiny dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;so yesterday 5/8 was mine and Brads (brad and mines, me and brads brad and i's...how do i say it??) 4 year anniversary of our first date! woo hooo. unfortunately I was home sick from work yesterday and just didn't really feel good all day. So yeah, its a wonder we went to freaking (sorry mom, but i DO say freaking, and I dont know if i can quit) Wendys of all places for dinner. oh well. we got to meet Elder Perry- so it was well worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Brad and I have been married for 3 years and 8 months, but our first date was 4 years ago...so you do the math. But I basically knew from the second I saw him at church that he was the hottest babe ever! I was sitting at the front because I was speaking (this was at BYU so it was stadium seating..so the pulpit was at the lowest part of the room) and I kept leaning to the side to try to look around the pulpit at him. My friends were like who the heck are you looking at- and I tried to point him out, but they couldnt figure out who I was looking at. So anyway. I love him and he is the sweetest most helpful loving happy guy ever and he cracks me up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every single day&lt;/span&gt;. I'm glad he came to church that day so that we could fall instantly and madly in love!!! XOXOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Might I just digress for a moment here while Im thinking about Wendys. Why does it really bother me that their commercials say something like- Its not fast food..its Wendys. or Its more than fast food...its Wendys. Cuz um no you idiots..its just fast food. And not even very good fast food. So stop acting like youre so amazing and above fast food, because you are so not. You are the epitimy of fast food. done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5065152679482925381?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5065152679482925381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5065152679482925381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5065152679482925381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5065152679482925381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/talk-to-me-tiny-dancer.html' title='talk to me tiny dancer'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3329688493233003572</id><published>2008-05-09T10:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:28:17.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>double doy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So i tried to do this post last night..but our internet would not work. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But Brad and I went to Wendys last night- the Wendys by the Target in Orem. There were only 4 other people in there. 2 girls and then an older couple. The older lady kept looking at me while I was getting the ketchup and napkins...and I thought it was odd. But anywho- when we sat down Brad said "um ANDREA, thats L. Tom Perry and his wife!" I was like- "no its not." But I turned around and looked and sure enough- it WAS! I had been like 2 feet away from them while I was getting napkins and ketchup and didn't even realize. I didn't even look at him because I was distracted by his wife looking at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway- we went over and said hi- it was a smidge awkward cuz they were trying to eat their frostys. But thats ok- I got to meet Elder Perry!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198430743321394354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SCSJN_UkPLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tOYPuO_hYHI/s320/Elder+Perry.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;thank you brad for the perfect graphic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3329688493233003572?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3329688493233003572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3329688493233003572&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3329688493233003572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3329688493233003572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/double-doy.html' title='double doy'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SCSJN_UkPLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tOYPuO_hYHI/s72-c/Elder+Perry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5417423885313008279</id><published>2008-05-04T20:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:05:55.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not to steal from my sister Amy but..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SB54YEpa99I/AAAAAAAAAb4/U_N8HDpSSXY/s1600-h/HansBayles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SB54YEpa99I/AAAAAAAAAb4/U_N8HDpSSXY/s320/HansBayles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196723374991800274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 16 years since my Dad died.  We all love him and miss him tons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5417423885313008279?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5417423885313008279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5417423885313008279&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5417423885313008279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5417423885313008279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-to-steal-from-my-sister-amy-but.html' title='not to steal from my sister Amy but..'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SB54YEpa99I/AAAAAAAAAb4/U_N8HDpSSXY/s72-c/HansBayles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8904413866909080115</id><published>2008-05-04T16:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:02:22.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something that makes ME smile</title><content type='html'>my cute mom started a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theresnoplacelikehome-joyce.blogspot.com/"&gt;BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8904413866909080115?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8904413866909080115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8904413866909080115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8904413866909080115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8904413866909080115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-that-makes-me-smile.html' title='something that makes ME smile'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-650016177847912203</id><published>2008-05-04T16:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:31:28.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now something to make you giggle/smile/stare blankly/think i'm retarded...etc</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Brad asked me yesterday if I had ever tried to runaway.  The answer is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young - 7,8,9 ish - I have NO idea now what had made me so mad that I had packed a bag and was prepared to get the heck outta dodge..But I only made it to the bottom of the stairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family was all leaving to go to Artic Circle for FHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I dropped my bag and joined them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(Needless to say..im easily swayed by food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-650016177847912203?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/650016177847912203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=650016177847912203&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/650016177847912203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/650016177847912203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-something-to-make-you.html' title='now something to make you giggle/smile/stare blankly/think i&apos;m retarded...etc'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1432528072819545441</id><published>2008-05-04T16:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:26:13.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something to make you gag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So last night I was working on a quilt and Brad was watching tv in the other room and I could of course hear it seeing how our house is about 3 inches big.  But he was watching Modern Marvels and the modern marvel being discussed was rats.   (Which are neither so Modern, nor so Marvelous if you ask me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Anyway- I think I forever lost my appetite for Peanut Butter and now reading up on it more..for all food.   Goodbye cruel world- I will be withering away to nothingness starting NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Apparently the FDA allows a certain number of insect "material", rodent hairs etc in food- counting it as "natural contaminations"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Here are some of the levels that food has to reach before the FDA will take action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHOCOLATE AND CHOCOLATE LIQUOR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insect filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average is 60 or more insect fragments per 100 grams when 6 100-gram subsamples are examined OR any 1 subsample contains 90 or more insect fragments &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodent filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average is 1 or more rodent hairs per 100 grams in 6 100-gram subsamples examined OR any 1 subsample contains 3 or more rodent hairs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CITRUS FRUIT JUICES, CANNED &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insects and insect eggs:&lt;/b&gt; 5 or more Drosophila and other fly eggs per 250 ml or 1 or more maggots per 250 ml&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RED FISH AND OCEAN PERCH &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parasites:&lt;/b&gt; 3% of the fillets examined contain 1 or more parasites accompanied by pus pockets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MACARONI AND NOODLE PRODUCTS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insect filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average of 225 insect fragments or more per 225 grams in 6 or more subsamples &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodent filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average of 4.5 rodent hairs or more per 225 grams in 6 or more subsamples&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEANUT BUTTER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insect filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average of 30 or more insect fragments per 100 grams &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodent filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average of 1 or more rodent hairs per 100 grams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;POPCORN&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodent filth:&lt;/b&gt; 1 or more rodent excreta pellets are found in 1 or more subsamples, and 1 or more rodent hairs are found in 2 or more other subsamples OR 2 or more rodent hairs per pound and rodent hair is found in 50% or more of the subsamples OR 20 or more gnawed grains per pound and rodent hair is found in 50% or more of the subsamples&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEAT FLOUR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insect filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average of 75 or more insect fragments per 50 grams &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodent filth:&lt;/b&gt; Average of 1 or more rodent hairs per 50 grams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh my gosh- im like so gagged out right.   *GAGGGGGGGGING*      I know I should maybe not be so squeamish for after all, I've been eating these things apparently all my life.  But the thought of it.......df;oaijsdfoasidjf;laskdjfaosdifj;asldkfjas;dlf    BLAHG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1432528072819545441?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1432528072819545441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1432528072819545441&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1432528072819545441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1432528072819545441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-to-make-you-gag.html' title='something to make you gag'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1243716325983642892</id><published>2008-04-28T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:22:32.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBaidEpa98I/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZZscfDpkUEE/s1600-h/IMG_3487windmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBaidEpa98I/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZZscfDpkUEE/s400/IMG_3487windmill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194517840565827522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1243716325983642892?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1243716325983642892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1243716325983642892&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1243716325983642892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1243716325983642892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-photos.html' title='my first photos.'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBaidEpa98I/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZZscfDpkUEE/s72-c/IMG_3487windmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2162143250099551852</id><published>2008-04-28T21:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:20:32.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBah9Upa97I/AAAAAAAAAbo/yKHhFGErav0/s1600-h/IMG_3493flowertree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBah9Upa97I/AAAAAAAAAbo/yKHhFGErav0/s400/IMG_3493flowertree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194517295104980914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-2162143250099551852?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2162143250099551852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2162143250099551852&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2162143250099551852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2162143250099551852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBah9Upa97I/AAAAAAAAAbo/yKHhFGErav0/s72-c/IMG_3493flowertree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5108569971732172839</id><published>2008-04-28T20:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:22:55.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBadEEpa93I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ELCueP8n0x4/s1600-h/IMG_3492truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBadEEpa93I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ELCueP8n0x4/s400/IMG_3492truck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194511913510958962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5108569971732172839?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5108569971732172839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5108569971732172839&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5108569971732172839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5108569971732172839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/whatta-ya-think-my-first-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBadEEpa93I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ELCueP8n0x4/s72-c/IMG_3492truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5456855947928975606</id><published>2008-04-28T09:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T09:36:14.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBX3MEpa90I/AAAAAAAAAao/GkJG83Wa5R4/s1600-h/newbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194329532019701570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBX3MEpa90I/AAAAAAAAAao/GkJG83Wa5R4/s320/newbike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;brad and i are going to get some cruisers this summer.   im excited.   I think this is the one i'm getting...just in mint green, light blue, or maybe this same vanilla. &lt;br /&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/31817990-5456855947928975606?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5456855947928975606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5456855947928975606&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5456855947928975606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5456855947928975606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-you.html' title='i want you'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBX3MEpa90I/AAAAAAAAAao/GkJG83Wa5R4/s72-c/newbike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1499880006837974138</id><published>2008-04-27T17:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:16:57.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new addition to the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBUV90pa9zI/AAAAAAAAAag/nu8gCisff8I/s1600-h/new+lens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBUV90pa9zI/AAAAAAAAAag/nu8gCisff8I/s320/new+lens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194081897090316082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this canon lens was our big purchase this weekend.    i have been really inspired looking through some friends' blogs and seeing all their amazing pictures.  I dont plan ever being a legit photographer of course- but i really think it would be an awesome talent and hobby to have.  so i think since we have a decently nice camera that i might as well learn the ropes and try to learn how to take some nice pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just really really inspired by cool art and colors and so since i really love it- i might as well try to tune my eye to be able to make some cool art myself thru the camera(since i will NEVER be a painter) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.  its going to take me a lot of time and practice to actually start being decent.  but maybe sometime in the future i'll put some pictures up.  but maybe i'll always be terrible and never post pictures.  we'll see  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1499880006837974138?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1499880006837974138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1499880006837974138&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1499880006837974138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1499880006837974138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-new-addition-to-family.html' title='Our new addition to the family'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBUV90pa9zI/AAAAAAAAAag/nu8gCisff8I/s72-c/new+lens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7289301589531778717</id><published>2008-04-26T00:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:18:19.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Friday Night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiUpa9yI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tZEHSMAeUgs/s1600-h/thaifood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiUpa9yI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tZEHSMAeUgs/s320/thaifood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193449205457942306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiEpa9wI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mRTLzbhc0vM/s1600-h/gummibearsv1-cov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiEpa9wI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mRTLzbhc0vM/s320/gummibearsv1-cov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193449201162974978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiUpa9xI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/uGGdGE5awA8/s1600-h/300px-DuckTalesDVD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiUpa9xI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/uGGdGE5awA8/s320/300px-DuckTalesDVD2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193449205457942290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Thai Food and old school cartoons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solid. Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-7289301589531778717?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7289301589531778717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7289301589531778717&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7289301589531778717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7289301589531778717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-friday-night.html' title='Our Friday Night....'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SBLWiUpa9yI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tZEHSMAeUgs/s72-c/thaifood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5676870279031788583</id><published>2008-04-24T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:18:47.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no way that pam nailed meredith in the head with a football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5676870279031788583?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5676870279031788583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5676870279031788583&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5676870279031788583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5676870279031788583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-way-that-pam-nailed-meredith-in-head.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4179366252931631082</id><published>2008-04-20T19:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:02:18.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family love michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;my GROSS conversation with brad at los hermanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How can you eat refried beans.  They look so gross.&lt;br /&gt;Brad:  Oh but they're so creamy. &lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't care- I still stand by the fact that it looks like cat diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small Pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad:  Well then we need to buy a cat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: GROSS&lt;br /&gt;Brad: Well YOU started it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, true. But still!  There's a big difference between saying it LOOKS like it, and saying that if we had a cat you'd eat it's diarrhea!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made me lose my appetite for sure.  so i dont know why i shared it.  Its a force of nature-  like if something tastes terrible.."ew gross..try this"   but anyway.   lets hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4179366252931631082?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4179366252931631082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4179366252931631082&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4179366252931631082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4179366252931631082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/family-love-michael.html' title='family love michael'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5527054516768880707</id><published>2008-04-17T22:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:15:49.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so yum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So I am so going through a Muddy Buddy phase in my life right now.  Call it hormones and call me crazy-  but I could just eat these things all day.   But luckily I haven't been.   PHEEEW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;but i did make some on Tuesday and they were soo good.   but I was so mad because I had the chocolate chips, peanut butter, and butter all melted and ready to pour over the cereal- and read on the recipe  9 Cups Corn or Rice Chex.  I had bought LIFE, NOT CHEX!  So i ran to the store faster than ever before and all was well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But I thought I might just share the recipe so you all can partake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;9 Cups Corn or Rice Chex  ( i prefer the corn, but whatever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1 Cups Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1/2 Cup Peanut Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1/4 Cup Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1 tsp Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1 1/2 Cups Powdered Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Will also need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Wax Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1 Gallon freezer bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Melt Chocolate Chips, Peanut Butter and Butter in bowl in microwave for 1 minute. Stir and heat for 30 more seconds.  You just want to get it melted - You can do another 30 seconds if needed.    Remove from microwave and add Vanilla.   Pour mixture over Cereal and make sure all the cereal gets coated with the chocolate mixture.   Put cereal in 1 Gallon Ziplock Bag, pour in Powdered Sugar and mix.   Spread out on Wax Paper until cool.  (I think cooling them is an important step or they could get soggyish).   and then......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-5527054516768880707?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5527054516768880707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5527054516768880707&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5527054516768880707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5527054516768880707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-yum.html' title='so yum'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6877623288796554738</id><published>2008-04-17T21:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:02:08.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice suspenders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;So this is my brother Ammon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6SO6UHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QWpqUUMKa1I/s1600-h/ammon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6SO6UHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QWpqUUMKa1I/s400/ammon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190440253801517170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; He's basically crazy if you ask me.   He is a bullfighter- aka a rodeo clown (but i think calling a bullfighter a rodeo clown is frowned upon- ESPECIALLY by the bullfighter.  cuz c'mon- if you did this...wouldnt you prefer the more manly title of 'bullfighter'.  I think you would)  Anyway- Like I said- he's a bullfighter for the Intermountain Pro Rodeo Association.  He does rodeos in Tooele at 4th of July, Ogden, Spanish Fork, Logan-  pretty much all over Utah and some surrounding states.     As much as I love my brother- I HATE going to a rodeo he's in because it scares me to death.  I prefer not actually even hearing when he's going to be doing a rodeo cuz I worry about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway-  I just saw some of these pictures he had on his facebook account and I just thought I'd share, because I love him and I know he loves doing rodeos - so I'm proud of him for doing it.   He got some award like Bullfighter of the Year or something (I guess I should know that as a sister)  and he got this totally decked out huge belt buckle for it.   It's his pride and joy.  What a funny boy.  It's so wierd to me that my own brother is a cowboy of sorts.   Cuz I'm so not that way.  But oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6iO6UII/AAAAAAAAAY4/0vUgY0CXs6g/s1600-h/ammonbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6iO6UII/AAAAAAAAAY4/0vUgY0CXs6g/s400/ammonbull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190440258096484482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at how high that bull  is kicking- who knew they could be so agile?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6yO6UJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UGr_AN9gdUk/s1600-h/ammonbullbckwrds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6yO6UJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UGr_AN9gdUk/s400/ammonbullbckwrds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190440262391451794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont know why anyone would think this was a good idea....but he did this little "act" thing to entertain the crowd where he would ride a bull backwards- with his feet tucked under its horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl7SO6ULI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q2kPi1oceUI/s1600-h/jumpover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl7SO6ULI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q2kPi1oceUI/s400/jumpover2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190440270981386418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um.. don't think I could even stand on that barrel- especially whilst having that bull charging  at me.  But I guess he didn't mind-   just gave him more leverage to jump over the bull- and que the picture below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl7CO6UKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/TX97q6BcccY/s1600-h/ammonjumpoverbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl7CO6UKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/TX97q6BcccY/s400/ammonjumpoverbull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190440266686419106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6877623288796554738?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6877623288796554738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6877623288796554738&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6877623288796554738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6877623288796554738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/nice-suspenders.html' title='nice suspenders'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAgl6SO6UHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QWpqUUMKa1I/s72-c/ammon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1364896504354697399</id><published>2008-04-17T20:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:03:49.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a couple quotes from tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Michael: "What part of shorn't don't you understand, Kevin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: "Oscar Meyer Weiner...lover"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis: "Michael, I have a friend that is single...Sandy.  She's gorgeous and has a FEISTY personality."&lt;br /&gt;Michael: "Hmm...feisty..  So she's not jolly or sassy?  Not like a jolly sassy opera singer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael on the phone: "This is Kevin's friend, Michael."   "this isn't Wendy."   "Well can you put her on then please."    "dude, this is a Wendys restaraunt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1364896504354697399?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1364896504354697399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1364896504354697399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1364896504354697399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1364896504354697399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-couple-quotes.html' title='just a couple quotes from tonight'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1195666250668717953</id><published>2008-04-17T10:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:06:33.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop it right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im sorry to be talking about dodge ball AGAIN, but I am. I was soo hyper after playing dodge ball last night - cuz it was so surprisingly fun, and when I got home I started looking at blogs and WOULDNT YOU JUST KNOW!!! My friends Spencer and Ashley had just posted about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nelson-spencerandashley.blogspot.com/2008_04_13_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;dodgeball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spencer was in a dodgeball tournament! How cool is that?!! I always knew I loved them. It sounds hilarious! and I really hope there's a dodgeball tournament around here. Some of those young men from my ward should be on a team. I would NEVER join a dodgeball tournament, because I'm like the worst ever- but I would be there yelling obsenities, i mean just yelling, from the sidelines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm in serious dodgeball pain today. in hindsight, i was probably too rambunxious last night and will now be released. (brad thinks i might just be asked to not come back.) there's just too many reasons why i should be released because of last night- 1) I was terrible and that's just embarrassing 2)I was sweating so bad, it was gross (especially cuz i was dressed up) 3)i yelled way too much, and way too loud. 3) i cheered when people got hurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(and I think i even laughed at others misfortunes a couple times- but hey they could laugh at my fall if they wanted.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) i cheated on one of my General Conference question- well not cheated per se, but I had already been asked a question before and didnt tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all- im too overzealous about this whole dodgeball thing and I recognize and accept that. so onto the next stage....what IS the next stage after acceptance?  -denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance............??  oh i think thats the last one.  and i think those are the stages of grief anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok- im done posting about dodgeball....for now. please keep reading my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1195666250668717953?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1195666250668717953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1195666250668717953&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1195666250668717953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1195666250668717953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-it-right-now.html' title='stop it right now'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7163798728516387588</id><published>2008-04-17T00:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:37:35.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mild disclaimer:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;[might i just add a small disclaimer for my incessant capitalizing and over punctuating on that last post-  I just got a facebook account despite my serious amount of thinking it's lame and pointless- and wouldn't you know..it was like freaking Christmas.  I found so many people that I haven't seen or heard from forever.   so it made me really excited.  (and let's face it- i just realllly enjoyed dodgeball tonight- although I kept having to choose my words carefully  because there were, after all, large balls and small balls, red ones and blue ones,  that were flying all over and towards heads and such.   "WHOA! I ALMOST GOT HIT BY TWO BIG BALLS!"  see ....not so good.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"throw me some of those big balls would ya!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;  ALSO not so good.   i could continue, but I think you get the picture.   Im not trying to be crass, to you sweet people, it was just a fact of life.      I just didnt want to sound like a perv.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.... braddy - thank you for FORCING me into getting a facebook acct.    and I mean he really did have to force me- like twist my arm, hold me at gunpoint type of force me.  I don't know why I thought it was such a teeny bopper thing to do..because it's more decent than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its true- senior citizens, although slow and dangerous behind the wheel...CAN still serve a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck...let's all be friends!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-7163798728516387588?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7163798728516387588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7163798728516387588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7163798728516387588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7163798728516387588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/might-i-just-add-small-disclaimer-for.html' title='mild disclaimer:'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3557388053077098075</id><published>2008-04-16T23:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:20:49.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #144- Beef Frequently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So no way.&lt;/span&gt;     I went to Mutual tonight-  do they still call it mutual?  Or is it Young Mens/Young Womens?   I should know this- but I feel its not that big of a deal.  Anyway.  There were like 15 young men and 3 or 4 young mens leaders   - and 3 girls, and 4 of us woman leaders- and yes that is the technical name of my calling-  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman leader&lt;/span&gt;.    So it was a combined YM YW tonight- we played dodgeball.   I was quite skeptical at first- what with me being all out of shape, not a good aim, being dressed up, having on glasses and a major fear of getting hit in the head.    But when it came to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;go time&lt;/span&gt;.....  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;holy cow&lt;/span&gt;- I kept &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TRYING&lt;/span&gt; to calm down and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; be so into it- but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I couldn't help it!!!&lt;/span&gt;  Just when I would tell myself to take it down a notch, a teammate would nail someone in the head with a big red ball and I'd be screaming and high fiving all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt; the place!!!!   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was just too fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got out you had to go answer a question from General Conference and then you could go back in.  It was great because they ran out of questions and starting asking Articles of Faith- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;get out of my way&lt;/span&gt; is all I have to say about that!! I can say all 13 of them in like 60 seconds.  So I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;out IN out IN out IN &lt;/span&gt;that fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we played for an hour straight.     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my arm.   is SO dead&lt;/span&gt;.   I could only ever get this one kid out- cuz he would always stand up close to our side and was NEVER paying attention.  It was rad.  k maybe it&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; WAS&lt;/span&gt; a cheap shot.  but hey- NOT MY FAULT!!  go stand back against the wall if you dont want to run the risk of  having Dodgeball Frandsen all over you k!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low Points of the night&lt;/span&gt;-  Coming straight from work and being dressed up and getting all sorts of sweaty.   sliding on my own pants that were dragging on the ground and falling sooo hard on my tailbone.   feeling so old because after throwing the ball 2 times my arm felt like it might fall off.     and almost falling...again- get a grip right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;High Points&lt;/span&gt; - well not getting hit in the head like this one kid was nice.   Every time he came back in from getting out he kept getting hit in the head, or close to.   poor guy.        It knocked his glasses off and i think he might have cried.  I felt bad...and feared for my own head.  2nd High point-  Having one of the young men put on some fingerless gloves so he could get a better grip on the ball, and being totally for real about it....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;sweeet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I've lost the respect of my fellow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman leaders&lt;/span&gt;  (and all of you i'm SURE) from being so rowdy at mutual,   and now that my arm is about to be sore for the rest of eternity,   and finally now that I've used up this week's quota of exclamation points and capital letters- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;im going to bed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3557388053077098075?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3557388053077098075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3557388053077098075&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3557388053077098075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3557388053077098075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-144-beef-frequently.html' title='Post #144- Beef Frequently'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-9222243877378480033</id><published>2008-04-16T15:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:04:26.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ix-nay on the atorade-hay</title><content type='html'>So MAYBE I listen to Prince.  And MAYBE I DO  listen to '7' approximately 3 or 4 times a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand all the animocity.  Why does noone else like Prince?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not such a crime is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think not, kerels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-9222243877378480033?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/9222243877378480033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=9222243877378480033&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/9222243877378480033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/9222243877378480033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/ix-nay-on-atorade-hay.html' title='ix-nay on the atorade-hay'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-7392669930757039776</id><published>2008-04-14T10:22:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:57:14.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>does anyone mind if i kill myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I sometimes wonder how the heck I work where I work.   Some of the people in this place are so crazy.    The other day I walked by the breakroom, walked 2 steps past the doorway stopped, paused, and reversed.   Because I just HAD to make sure I had seen/heard correctly.   The room was full of people eating lunch and there was a kid with his back turned to everyone, staring out the windows, playing a guitar.   Wha? huh? wha?   I think it's great he plays the guitar..in fact I wish i knew how to play the guitar (well not to brag, but I DO know Im leaving on a Jetplane....and When You Say Nothin at All -  but I think everyone that went to Ricks College learned those 2 songs on the guitar).  But I just thought it was strange that he A) Brought his guitar to work   B)thought it would be a good idea to serenade everyone with his back facing them while they ate lunch and C)i dont know..but it's just strange.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a Laaarge man that has a shaved head EXCEPT for the top part of his head.  He keeps that part long and fashioned in a pony tail.   So youve got the ponytail and full head of hair for the top 1/4 of his head, and the bottom 3/4 is military style.    Well he sports around an oxygen tank all day cuz he clearly can't breathe right.   But what makes me a little baffled is that I see him outside with his oxygen tank by his side (oxygen face mask off) smoking a cigarette.      That's like a double whammy right??..or am IIIIII the crazy one???      I googled 'white trash hair styles', and shockingly enough this picture WASNT the first picture to come up.   I was just SURE that's what he must have told his 'stylist' he wanted.  "I want a #2 on the sides and alllll white trash up top please."   But anyway- this is the closest thing to his hair style I could find- but he just has more shaved and less 'pony'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAOVgCO6UGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9nj8RQg4cig/s1600-h/badhair%27r%27us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAOVgCO6UGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9nj8RQg4cig/s400/badhair%27r%27us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189155573248708706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is also this old woman...watch she's probably like 37...and she just LOOKS like she lived to be 103, and has now been dead for 12 years (because of all the smoking).   She is entirely short and round and is always waddling to the bathroom or is outside on the bench with one stubby leg up,  smoking.   One day I was leaving work and stopped outside to talk to a friend and she was of course out smoking and apparently had to waddle back inside to use the bathroom- and as she "walked" away (and I use that term loosely) ..she said, "if my ride comes, tell them i'll be back."     what?!   I have seen this lady AROUND, but I don't KNOW her.  She just works in the bldg.  I don't know who her ride is, and I'm sure as heck not sticking around to see the death that is picking her up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She always uses the handicap stall and she stands there and shakes the door if someone is using the stall.  Its so strange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I could go on about some of the other people that I see on a regular basis.  But I'm getting depressed thinking about all the wierdos, so I'll end.   Sometimes its entertaining, but most times it's just crumby.   really crumby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;... As to not make you think Im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt; heartless...yes sometimes I do feel bad for talking about these kinds of people.  I should be nicer.  But sometimes it just really bothers me that they are so WIERD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PPS&lt;/span&gt;...And please don't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAKE&lt;/span&gt; me tell you about some of the things I've seen, heard, and smelled in those fungus bathrooms to justify my bitterness.   Just trust me on this one k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-7392669930757039776?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/7392669930757039776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=7392669930757039776&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7392669930757039776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/7392669930757039776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/does-anyone-mind-if-i-kill-myself.html' title='does anyone mind if i kill myself'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/SAOVgCO6UGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9nj8RQg4cig/s72-c/badhair%27r%27us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1495463435461449119</id><published>2008-04-14T10:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:13:23.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nippley man I met..ate my motorboat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Okay if you haven't seen &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=TtJRNyPK-lc"&gt;this video on youtube&lt;/a&gt;...you really need to.  It's a Thriller music video..Indian style.   And there are subtitles that are how the lyrics sound in English.  Does that make sense??  You'll see as you watch it-  it's obviously not a direct translation, its just what the words the guy is saying sounds like in English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...saw this on Mike Ds blog and LOVED it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1495463435461449119?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1495463435461449119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1495463435461449119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1495463435461449119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1495463435461449119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/nippley-man-i-metate-my-motorboat.html' title='Nippley man I met..ate my motorboat'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1319989943324393223</id><published>2008-04-09T22:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:58:43.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fotografia</title><content type='html'>so we FINALLY got my entire family together for a picture. it was before my little sisters reception in Idaho. My mom just wanted a casual one in her house. (I know it looks a little disorganized and ghetto-ish....oh thats cuz it is- we just had a family friend take it. NO PROFESSIONALS FOR US!) And for the final one that we had printed, Brad cropped it and photo shopped out all the surrounding stuff- i.e. the plant and entertainment center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click to enlarge... if you DARE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R_2pbFt_sZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fo93uH7OsEQ/s1600-h/family+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R_2pbFt_sZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fo93uH7OsEQ/s400/family+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187488628657336722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Ammon, Andy, Sam, Amy, Anneke, Cyndie, Tom&lt;br /&gt;Brad, Paige, Anna, Makenna, My mom, Kate, Abbie, Kaydence, Kylee, Aaron&lt;br /&gt;(yes, all 6 of us kids' names start with 'A', and yes my older bros names are Ammon and Aaron)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother in law Sam said he didn't want to be on the end because he didn't want to look like we let the hired hand join in the family picture- since he is tongan and has dark skin.  HA i thought it was hilarious.   I love my family.  Even though we are a bunch of crazies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1319989943324393223?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1319989943324393223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1319989943324393223&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1319989943324393223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1319989943324393223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/fotografia.html' title='fotografia'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R_2pbFt_sZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fo93uH7OsEQ/s72-c/family+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6474836267014744197</id><published>2008-04-09T21:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:42:46.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would like to take a moment in time to apologize for my lack of posting..A.  And my lack of commenting..B. I normally *dont' really listen to this part* blog during work (for shame, I KNOW) and anyway for the past week or so it won't let me add a new post, or leave comments.  It blocks everything- so sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to have to try to remember to do my blog perusing AFTER work...at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho- whats new in my life?? um...oh I got released from the Relief Society Presidency after 2 1/2 years and I got called a couple weeks ago to be the Laurel advisor.  It's been awesome so far.  It's so crazy though..I have totally forgotten what it's like to be 16/17.   And thank HEAVENS for THAT.  That would be a little joinky....an almost 27 year old that still feels like a 17 year old.  Not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.  thats the newest thing in my life.   and now..I will be going through your blogs now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and yes, i did just make up the word 'joinky'    use it how you will.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-6474836267014744197?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6474836267014744197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6474836267014744197&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6474836267014744197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6474836267014744197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-everyone.html' title='oh everyone'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4100833698037786800</id><published>2008-03-31T17:26:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:33:07.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Love without End, amen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I just have to give a shout out to my dad today. 57 years ago today, March 31 1951, little Hanson Bayles was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you Dad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4100833698037786800?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4100833698037786800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4100833698037786800&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4100833698037786800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4100833698037786800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-love-without-end-amen.html' title='Its a Love without End, amen'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-1113603880255253344</id><published>2008-03-31T17:18:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:52:39.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suckers BEWARE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;So I've already played this joke on 2 people today to test out my April Fools skills, and I'd say it went over better than expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH WATCH OUT! YOU HAVE A SPIDER ON YOUR SHOULDER!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(now is when you jump out of your chair and start screaming and flailing your arms and hitting yourself and shaking your hands in your hair, in case the spider went from shoulder to hair)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wait for it......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;APPPPRIIILLLLL FOOOOLLSSSS!!!!!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS- In all reality, that is probably the only April Fools joke I've ever played on anyone. And I was telling someone at work that today and I tried it out on her, thinking she'd know that what I was about to say was the joke I was talking about....and she totally freaked out for real! It was hilarious- but on the same token, a little dumbfounding, because hello!!! well.... She's old (love ya Marsh) and so you can't expect much from her. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-1113603880255253344?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/1113603880255253344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=1113603880255253344&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1113603880255253344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/1113603880255253344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/suckers-beware.html' title='Suckers BEWARE!'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4099224341436308099</id><published>2008-03-31T16:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:51:35.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its that time again!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know about you, but I think it's high time for another round of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What the crap is in my purse that is making it so heavy and difficult to find anything!?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So here goes nothin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toothpicks&lt;br /&gt;.99 cents, loose change&lt;br /&gt;2 sets of ipod headphones&lt;br /&gt;USB cable&lt;br /&gt;jar of Vaseline&lt;br /&gt;2 cards (thank you cards)&lt;br /&gt;about a gazillion gum wrappers&lt;br /&gt;ipod&lt;br /&gt;bag of soy nuts&lt;br /&gt;skin creme&lt;br /&gt;spare key&lt;br /&gt;plentiful supply of receipts and garbage&lt;br /&gt;Clear coat fingernail polish&lt;br /&gt;First Aid Kit&lt;br /&gt;13.5 oz Tanning Lotion&lt;br /&gt;gum (only the BEST KIND EVER- Sweet Peppermint Stride)&lt;br /&gt;Dental Floss&lt;br /&gt;Eye Drops&lt;br /&gt;Root Beer Barrel&lt;br /&gt;Bag of Easter Candy&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury Eggs&lt;br /&gt;6 Bobby Pins&lt;br /&gt;5 chapsticks/lip glosses&lt;br /&gt;more loose toothpicks&lt;br /&gt;Bag with items to return to the store&lt;br /&gt;Powder for a protein shake&lt;br /&gt;Dramamine&lt;br /&gt;A Laniard&lt;br /&gt;A Book&lt;br /&gt;15 Envelopes (my mail)&lt;br /&gt;Clear Screen Protectors for my phone and ipod&lt;br /&gt;Molefoam padding&lt;br /&gt;6 medicine bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lotion&lt;br /&gt;Wallet&lt;br /&gt;a tithing slip&lt;br /&gt;33 pens&lt;br /&gt;umm.. JACKPOT- I just found 8 $1 coins...NO idea where those came from all of a sudden. they look fake..is someone playing an april fools joke on me....trying to make me thing I'm basically a millionaire with these things?? cuz if you are..jokes on you - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS NOT APRIL FOOLS DAY YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and wow- I think that is it. That is really not that much. Well- less than I expected. I've had more in there before thats for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh dang- now i have to put all this junk back in there. do you think I can just leave it scattered about like this on my desk. Im thinking my coworkers and boss probably won't care. If all else fails- I can tell them it's a garage sale at my cubicle. &lt;/span&gt;OR BETTER YET.....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can just yell&lt;/span&gt; APRIL FOOLS!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I dont know how thats April Foolsish, but that beside the point.)&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/31817990-4099224341436308099?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4099224341436308099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4099224341436308099&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4099224341436308099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4099224341436308099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-that-time-again.html' title='Its that time again!!!!!'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-8563805092269122313</id><published>2008-03-27T12:30:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:57:31.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for a special occassion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMETIMES I LIKE TO TYPE AS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;LOUD&lt;/strong&gt; AS I POSSIBLY CAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOR SOME REASON IT IS REALLY FUN AND I THINK IT ANNOYS MY CUBICLE NEIGHBORS. BUT IT STARTS TO HURT MY FINGERTIPS AFTER A WHILE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND I GUESS ITS LAME TO POST ABOUT ........SINCE YOU CAN'T EVEN HEAR IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO FORGET I SAID ANYTHING. AND I'M YELLING IN MY HEAD TO BE ABLE TO HEAR OVER THE TYPING ..THATS WHY THIS IS IN ALL CAPS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OKAY! GOODBYE! ALL THIS YELLING IN MY HEAD IS CAUSING ME QUITE THE HEADACHE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer: ne'er a worry babe, i never type like that on the laptop XOXOX)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-8563805092269122313?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/8563805092269122313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=8563805092269122313&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8563805092269122313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/8563805092269122313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-special-occassion.html' title='for a special occassion'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3208412488247024274</id><published>2008-03-27T08:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:37:38.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Screen Actors Guild...or wait...the Quilting Guild</title><content type='html'>Oh man. So I went to my first ever Quilting Guild meeting with my friend &lt;a href="http://caughtupwiththejones.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Melissa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on Tuesday night. Oh. My. Gosh. There were probably about 30 women there, and we were all supposed to bring a quilt for "show and tell". Well Melissa and I were sitting towards the back and we already felt a little out of place, but then the first lady got up and showed a couple of quilts she brought......we seriously were like- um - how can we sneak out of here unseen. I literally almost did. No lie. It just got worse as more people showed theirs. It was like the most embarrassing thing EVER! Because these ladies had either machine quilted these quilts themselves on their sewing machines or hand quilted them and these quilts were HUUUGE (well some of them). I felt really lame school. So Melissa got up and showed hers and she's amazing, so that didnt help. And then I showed mine- and its my first one I'd ever made... &lt;a href="http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-finally-finished-quilt-can-you.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the one for handsome little Jax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;and these ladies were SOO nice! They totally clapped since it was my first one and some people took pictures of it and then after I sat down a few ladies asked me to pass it to them, so they could look at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they were just being nice...but it sure made me feel a little less stupid for being there.&lt;br /&gt;So all in all- it was fun! And I dare go back again. So yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3208412488247024274?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3208412488247024274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3208412488247024274&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3208412488247024274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3208412488247024274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/screen-actors-guildor-waitthe-quilting.html' title='The Screen Actors Guild...or wait...the Quilting Guild'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2733849343372861241</id><published>2008-03-25T15:48:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:12:33.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POST #133</title><content type='html'>Man, I sure thought I was way more of an advanced blogger, than just to be at post #133. I thought for sure I was well beyond 200. My was I mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im addicted to Sunflower Seeds. Its not good. They shrivel up my lips and make the inside of my cheek raw. (Dont read that part Brad, because I don't want to hear you say- I told you so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting a blood clot in my leg from sitting all day. I'm just SURE I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know if any of you entered the drawing on the Old Red Barn Co quilt giveaway last week. I know I didn't because I didn't see the point because my old self that was positive and happy and optimistic has disappeared and has left an ornery synical pessimistic unhappy old hag that figured I wouldn't win anway. So I just admired the quilt from afar. Anyway- what this lady did was on her 200th post she had people leave a comment on the post and that's how they entered the drawing for the quilt giveaway. I think that is a great idea! SO I think I am going to swipe her idea and do that on my "should've been passed this point like a year ago'" 200th-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I somehow find the motivation deep within me and I finish the quilt sooner, maybe I'll do it on my 150th post. And if I lose all motivation and procrastinate (the more LIKELY option), then I will do it on my 800th post (or something of the sorts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really- I may find more motivation than I think, because don't you worry- I am now a 55 year old woman and I am joining a quilting guild. First guild meeting- Tonight. 8pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-2733849343372861241?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2733849343372861241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2733849343372861241&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2733849343372861241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2733849343372861241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-132.html' title='POST #133'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-5754261283959188115</id><published>2008-03-24T15:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:51:50.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY GOSH!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WAS JUST WHISTLING JINGLE BELLS?!   WHAT IN THE blank AM I DOING !??      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone kick me please.&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/31817990-5754261283959188115?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/5754261283959188115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=5754261283959188115&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5754261283959188115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/5754261283959188115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-my-gosh-i-was-just-whistling-jingle.html' title=''/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-6253441694226780916</id><published>2008-03-21T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:41:33.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my new found love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thai Food.   and yum.&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/31817990-6253441694226780916?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/6253441694226780916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=6253441694226780916&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6253441694226780916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/6253441694226780916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-new-found-love.html' title='my new found love'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-3399851895184448995</id><published>2008-03-19T09:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:18:40.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just when I thought I couldn't possibly be any dumber....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R-FBEcEBwjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cPAqGctsBLo/s1600-h/Parking+Spot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179492590961148466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R-FBEcEBwjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cPAqGctsBLo/s400/Parking+Spot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I go and do something like this!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came out to the car for work this morning I was wondering why in the heck it seemed further away then usual. Oh its becuase i parked in #3's spot- and I live in #11. Hello!! Sad thing is- is that I've done this before- but I parked in #8's last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and laughed, but still felt pretty dang stupid. My husband is the one that took this picture- he left before I did today, and was dying laughing. I'm glad I could be so retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-3399851895184448995?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/3399851895184448995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=3399851895184448995&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3399851895184448995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/3399851895184448995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-when-i-thought-i-couldnt-possibly.html' title='just when I thought I couldn&apos;t possibly be any dumber....'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R-FBEcEBwjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cPAqGctsBLo/s72-c/Parking+Spot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4090199229691470667</id><published>2008-03-18T12:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:24:48.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deal or No Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;So thank you all for playing the 'Which Movie do You Think I Liked' game. You are all pretty smart. I LOVED Dan in Real Life, Did NOT like Becoming Jane. I liked King of California, and I LOVED Rush Hour 3. My husbandido liked Becoming Jane, didn't like King of California, LOVED Dan in Real Life- and I think he mostly just laughed at Rush Hour because he was laughing at how hard I was laughing. I dont know why the heck I find Chris Tucker sooo hilarious. He's like riduculous and annoying, but so funny to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;My advice to you all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Watch Dan in Real Life-  its great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Don't watch Rush Hour 3 unless its edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Don't watch King of California unless its edited, and unless you want to be bored the whole movie, but then kind of like the ending.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Watch Becoming Jane if you want.  But it's not that great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4090199229691470667?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4090199229691470667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4090199229691470667&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4090199229691470667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4090199229691470667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/deal-or-no-deal.html' title='Deal or No Deal'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-2600606412947809498</id><published>2008-03-17T20:06:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:07:33.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilts I&apos;ve Made'/><title type='text'>duuuuuuuuude</title><content type='html'>I'm so freakin tired. I went to sleep at 4 this morning...on the couch- and then woke up at 7 15 and went and got in bed and then my alarm starting going off 15 mins later. ugh. ive been delirious all day. I'm so tired it makes me literally sick- have you ever been that tired?? i'm sure everyone has been. i just feel i feel this way too much. And anyway, I just took a sleeping pill per the suggestion of my husband- he wants to make sure I'm sooo tired that I dont try to stay up and watch Little People Big World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im so tired- my head feels like a bowling ball teetering on a toothpick. not that my neck is so toothpick-like. k im rambling, i'll end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some pics of the baby girl quilt i just made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the front:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R9828sEBwhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/WYjgoFewxXg/s1600-h/IMG_3014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178918512747463186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R9828sEBwhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/WYjgoFewxXg/s400/IMG_3014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the front and a corner of the back- aren't those just cute little chandeliers on that pink back fabric??-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980rsEBwdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/xryp1tlcpp8/s1600-h/IMG_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178916021666431442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980rsEBwdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/xryp1tlcpp8/s400/IMG_3020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the front and again a little bit of the back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980sMEBweI/AAAAAAAAAXo/JvGL3XrVBjU/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178916030256366050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980sMEBweI/AAAAAAAAAXo/JvGL3XrVBjU/s400/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;front: its just squares/diamonds and some of the squares have appliqued flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980scEBwfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/McfidHxHm90/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178916034551333362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980scEBwfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/McfidHxHm90/s400/IMG_3022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980s8EBwgI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yQpUvUnIYqk/s1600-h/IMG_3026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178916043141267970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R980s8EBwgI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yQpUvUnIYqk/s400/IMG_3026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-2600606412947809498?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/2600606412947809498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=2600606412947809498&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2600606412947809498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/2600606412947809498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/duuuuuuuuude.html' title='duuuuuuuuude'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YMnqaLvyu0o/R9828sEBwhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/WYjgoFewxXg/s72-c/IMG_3014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817990.post-4195176045538926880</id><published>2008-03-17T16:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:28:19.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so what</title><content type='html'>So we watched 4 movies this weekend.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOUR!&lt;/span&gt;   That is like a record or something I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched, in order of appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rush Hour 3&lt;br /&gt;2. King of California&lt;br /&gt;3. Dan in Real Life&lt;br /&gt;4. Becoming Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just going to post my comments on them.  But I'm kind of curious....which do you think i loved, and which did I not love.   Any guesses???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817990-4195176045538926880?l=forallyouhosers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/feeds/4195176045538926880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31817990&amp;postID=4195176045538926880&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4195176045538926880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817990/posts/default/4195176045538926880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forallyouhosers.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-what.html' title='so what'/><author><name>ANDREA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07079194226853767550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
