<?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-878466004986022693</id><updated>2012-02-11T19:22:04.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrienne Bone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1305329064024808291</id><published>2012-02-10T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T18:41:14.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My phone's so smart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was talking to my friend via text about going to see The Vow tomorrow (SO EXCITED) and we already bought tickets but we were discussing what time to get there... And well...the rest is self explanatory... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/s320x320/395511_10150601544686310_796861309_9042073_931733074_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/s320x320/395511_10150601544686310_796861309_9042073_931733074_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1305329064024808291?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1305329064024808291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1305329064024808291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1305329064024808291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1305329064024808291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-phones-so-smart.html' title='My phone&apos;s so smart!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7749526116896486389</id><published>2012-02-09T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:38:25.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R E S P E C T tell you what it means to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are two ways to make me happy... it makes living with anyone easier actually. Here are my rules or roommateship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. don't wake up your roommate- in the morning, at night, during the night, ever&lt;div&gt;2. let them sleep- don't make noise just let them sleep if they're trying to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7749526116896486389?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7749526116896486389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7749526116896486389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7749526116896486389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7749526116896486389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/r-e-s-p-e-c-t-tell-you-what-it-means-to.html' title='R E S P E C T tell you what it means to me'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1539924807010898390</id><published>2012-02-08T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T20:36:02.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cast your vote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: I don't take good pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently I am debating coloring my hair, this is about the time of year that I start to get really depressed and need to change something and my hair is the easiest thing to change... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if it's seasonal depression but I am really feeling extra emo with dark dark hair, it hasn't lightened up and I feel like even my natural color was happier than this dark black brown stuff I have going on up on top. SO here's the debate color it lighter and blonder OR just stay emo... I won't color it for a while probably... I have to wait until I have money and yeah...that's not happening soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;What's your vote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJ-2zQObPz8/TzNMqLRl3jI/AAAAAAAABIs/1zZHDIrjN6Y/s1600/PA220121.JPG" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJ-2zQObPz8/TzNMqLRl3jI/AAAAAAAABIs/1zZHDIrjN6Y/s320/PA220121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706989440273342002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P12l3lGH7QY/TzNMpzLDVcI/AAAAAAAABIg/3iMvHIK57Hg/s1600/DSCF1266.JPG" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P12l3lGH7QY/TzNMpzLDVcI/AAAAAAAABIg/3iMvHIK57Hg/s320/DSCF1266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706989433803462082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DoBJmwHoXSE/TzNMoGTdXSI/AAAAAAAABII/AhqnnFITg-0/s1600/IMG_1183.JPG" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DoBJmwHoXSE/TzNMoGTdXSI/AAAAAAAABII/AhqnnFITg-0/s320/IMG_1183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706989404579257634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnVudJUOFck/TzNM5CgtPBI/AAAAAAAABI4/xUnLj5UuNJ8/s1600/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnVudJUOFck/TzNM5CgtPBI/AAAAAAAABI4/xUnLj5UuNJ8/s320/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706989695618858002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1539924807010898390?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1539924807010898390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1539924807010898390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1539924807010898390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1539924807010898390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/cast-your-vote.html' title='Cast your vote!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJ-2zQObPz8/TzNMqLRl3jI/AAAAAAAABIs/1zZHDIrjN6Y/s72-c/PA220121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7315189408930659251</id><published>2012-02-07T21:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T21:35:04.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long...</title><content type='html'>Last week's battle cry is this week's surrender... &lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TdN5GyTl8K0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EDEEzS7OV2k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7315189408930659251?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7315189408930659251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7315189408930659251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7315189408930659251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7315189408930659251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/so-long.html' title='So long...'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TdN5GyTl8K0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5074705060732901692</id><published>2012-02-07T10:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T10:58:19.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: medium; "&gt;This weekend I needed a little stress relief so I went to the fabric store and bought 5 different kinds of fabric. I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: medium; "&gt;didn't know exactly what I would be making but I knew I needed to make something cute I would be proud of. Due to homework I only made one thing this weekend but I think it's incredibly adorable! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; text-align: center; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/399994_10150546869353601_728148600_9080085_1010910748_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/399994_10150546869353601_728148600_9080085_1010910748_n.jpg" border="0" width="240" height="320" style="cursor: move; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; text-align: center; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; text-align: center; clear: both; "&gt;What do you think? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; text-align: center; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Also this weekend Jessie and I were alone in the apartment which was...fun. But we decided to invite people over for dinner. We have been hanging out with these boys in our ward for a while and our neighbor had joined in our fun. Last weekend we did a puzzle. This weekend we did another! It was one of the Disney puzzles my family has had for forever and it was so fast and so fun. It's nice to use my brain in a different way. Sunday while they were over we also played guitar for a while and had fun goofing off and singing. It made me decide to find someone that enjoys music like I do as my future hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/430594_10150546870058601_728148600_9080088_986325840_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 960px; height: 720px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Idona (I have no idea how to spell his name...) is a recent convert from Hati...oh great story about him... Rigdon, Melanie and Lundy with out Snow White puzzle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Idona (ee-doe-nuh) is from Hati and moved into the house across the street from me. Like I said earlier Ridgon and Lundy have been spending a lot of time at our apartment. A couple weekends ago they were over and there was a knock at the door. I hate answering the door and ignored it until someone said "um...are you going to answer that...?" SO I answered the door and it was the sister missionaries...oops. So they came in and told us they were teaching someone that just moved in across the street from us. Lundy is our ward mission leader and Rigdon is a ward missionary (talk about luck sisters!) They talked to the missionaries about the person they were teaching and found out he's from Hati and speaks Hatian Creole and French. Lucky for the missionaries Lundy also speaks French! So Lundy went with them to meet Idona and teach him. Idona was baptized the weekend after. How coooool! They must have been inspired to knock on our door not the one next to us. Love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5074705060732901692?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5074705060732901692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5074705060732901692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5074705060732901692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5074705060732901692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7366791016653552612</id><published>2012-02-04T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T12:33:31.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRDAyWnDJfleAjCZ-Ay5fkUoPMIdcu6zMCRTP1fUCpqeu2_WEm7"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRDAyWnDJfleAjCZ-Ay5fkUoPMIdcu6zMCRTP1fUCpqeu2_WEm7" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I hurt my wrist. I kept it on ice for the majority of Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Yesterday I was in so  much pain I could barely grip anything. When I tried to type I just had to wince. This weekend I have major homework in all but one class and all of it involves typing. I was stressing over how I was going to get it all done with one typing hand... this morning I woke up and although my wrist is still pretty sore it isn't half as bad as it was before and typing doesn't hurt as bad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for getting homework done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7366791016653552612?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7366791016653552612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7366791016653552612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7366791016653552612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7366791016653552612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7890578909323030291</id><published>2012-02-01T16:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:49:36.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's discuss a quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/158611218096289387_Xeg1eeXX_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/158611218096289387_Xeg1eeXX_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(33, 25, 34); font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(33, 25, 34); font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(33, 25, 34); font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“A guy out there was meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soulmate, the one you can tell your dreams to. He’ll brush the hair out of your eyes. Send you flowers when you least expect it. He’ll stare at you during the movies, even though he paid eight dollars to see it. He’ll call you to say goodnight or just because he is missing you. He’ll look in your eyes + tell you ‘you’re the most beautiful girl in the world’ &amp;amp; for the first time in your life, you’ll believe it.” —Nicholas Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(33, 25, 34); font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks is a romantic (obviously haven't you read/seen any of his books/movies) ...There have been points in my life where I have gotten these things and they were some good times... I want the good times back.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;And enjoy this song since it popped into my head after writing that sentence... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px;"   &gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lEugSRttip0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7890578909323030291?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7890578909323030291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7890578909323030291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7890578909323030291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7890578909323030291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/02/lets-discuss-quote.html' title='Let&apos;s discuss a quote'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lEugSRttip0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-96788007410189588</id><published>2012-01-30T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:44:56.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's gotta be something good</title><content type='html'>Today was a BAD day. &lt;div&gt;The first text I got was a very rude text from one of my friends. It's been over a week since I've talked to Garret. I have a thousand emotions and nothing to do with them. Work is stressing me out because I feel like I have a lot of responsibility there and no one knows what they're doing. School is being stressful because well it's school and if it weren't stressful something would be wrong. My first big test is on Thursday for my Economics class and according to everyone that took that class his tests are freaking hard. AH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today after getting a reprimanding email from my dad (who had to right to reprimand me for this) I broke down at work...AGAIN. Yay for crying at work. That was before lunch. After lunch every once in a while I had to take a little breather and I went and stood in the bathroom for a few minutes just trying to calm myself down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst part is.... It's only Monday. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-96788007410189588?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/96788007410189588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=96788007410189588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/96788007410189588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/96788007410189588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/theres-gotta-be-something-good.html' title='There&apos;s gotta be something good'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-6563297611327736036</id><published>2012-01-27T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:43:14.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Play Guess My Mood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ahha3Cqe_fk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1Uq3nI11w4g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7qH4qyi1-Ys" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UrNb397wS-A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W-w3WfgpcGg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jLntFKtR66g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-6563297611327736036?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/6563297611327736036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=6563297611327736036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6563297611327736036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6563297611327736036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/lets-play-guess-my-mood.html' title='Lets Play Guess My Mood!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ahha3Cqe_fk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5233842212921858484</id><published>2012-01-25T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:55:44.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today the mom that was EXTREMELY nice and complimented me a ton of Saturday came in again. I just love her. Honestly I wish she had a son my age. But she joked about how he timed her son's sickness just right so she could come in and see me (she knows I don't work Tue/Thurs) and she wished me luck at school and everything. Aw I just love her. Haha she is always so positive and polite and happy. I wish I could be more like her honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5233842212921858484?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5233842212921858484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5233842212921858484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5233842212921858484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5233842212921858484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-mom-that-was-extremely-nice-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4557555646682814644</id><published>2012-01-22T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:28:46.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eWcQ7-giGM/Txya2uPCmXI/AAAAAAAABH4/mCGqLfKPK4A/s1600/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKkAbVgmig0/TxyZ4mk1s_I/AAAAAAAABHs/bcE7ZyudYC0/s1600/Kurt2.tif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dates are rarely seen in my life and since SOPA and PIPA ruined my life (even though they didn't pass) I had nothing to watch and I didn't REALLY feel like reading Mockingjay I read old letters from my missionary friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facts about letters:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They get shorter the longer they're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote Garret as much as the others (and that was all in 6 weeks of him being in the MTC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They make you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They grow up while they're gone and you can tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They find ways to entertain you as they write (pictures...hand drawn pictures... hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I experience a roller coaster of emotion as I was reading them but overall I am so so SO thankful that I have had so many friends serve missions righteously and that I was able to experience some things with them. I am thankful that we were able to stay close and friends throughout the two years they went MIA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u0pTVFgyUqU/TxyZ3t9TyLI/AAAAAAAABHU/fKppsW0SdbA/s320/DSCN1542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700600410852804786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I visited Rexburg a couple times before Garret left and this is one of the times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKkAbVgmig0/TxyZ4mk1s_I/AAAAAAAABHs/bcE7ZyudYC0/s1600/Kurt2.tif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKkAbVgmig0/TxyZ4mk1s_I/AAAAAAAABHs/bcE7ZyudYC0/s320/Kurt2.tif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700600426050991090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This fine gem is from like 2005 probably... haha oh Kurt and his floppy mane &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YBjOz9ph888/TxyZ373eavI/AAAAAAAABHg/HcFNp9zKWpU/s1600/DSCN0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YBjOz9ph888/TxyZ373eavI/AAAAAAAABHg/HcFNp9zKWpU/s320/DSCN0808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700600414586432242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nick has hopefully forgotten about this incident... for some reason I was brought on the trip when he met his girlfriends parents....awkward BUT at least I got this picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eWcQ7-giGM/Txya2uPCmXI/AAAAAAAABH4/mCGqLfKPK4A/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700601493258934642" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;And then there's Jeremy. What a cutie. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4557555646682814644?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4557555646682814644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4557555646682814644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4557555646682814644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4557555646682814644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-night.html' title='Saturday Night'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u0pTVFgyUqU/TxyZ3t9TyLI/AAAAAAAABHU/fKppsW0SdbA/s72-c/DSCN1542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7216760676974123498</id><published>2012-01-20T16:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T18:48:30.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I'm Grateful For...</title><content type='html'>the mom's that come in that are nice to us&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my coworkers that make me laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hockey games? hahaha IDK about that yet...on my way to one now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today a mom told me that I am awesome...only she used a lot more words. she remembers me every time she comes in. I remember her too I think she is equally awesome and really funny. She has tried to get me to date one of her sons...but he is 17 haha but she's really great. she made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7216760676974123498?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7216760676974123498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7216760676974123498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7216760676974123498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7216760676974123498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-im-grateful-for.html' title='Today I&apos;m Grateful For...'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-9027567742887125363</id><published>2012-01-15T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:28:40.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Words Ever</title><content type='html'>It just made my day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. my dad (the biggest music critic) told me the song I arranged was very good (and I did it in 3 days)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I texted a friend and asked if it was weird that sometimes I just want to call him to talk to him and hear his voice because we didn't talk for two years and he said "no that's why I keep calling  you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it's good to be wanted and great to be told good job, especially by your parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other things I take for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating dinner with a good friend that I don't see often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting my nails done with an old roommate to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working with people that make me laugh constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having roommates I can tolerate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends that make me want to be a better person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends that watch my back (even though one of them tried to say I was drinking... ugh long story short... small town, big rumors.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having my parents a phone call away. I miss them but honestly hearing their voices make my life a billion times better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-9027567742887125363?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/9027567742887125363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=9027567742887125363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9027567742887125363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9027567742887125363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-words-ever.html' title='Best Words Ever'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5493903601388146430</id><published>2012-01-09T20:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:32:46.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>Like everything I write this isn't going to be very well planned or thought out just my random thoughts thrown into one for you to decipher. Ready? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Lauren was working at my favorite job she ever had (Women's Services on BYU campus &lt;a href="http://wsr.byu.edu/"&gt;http://wsr.byu.edu/&lt;/a&gt;) we went to a White Tie Ball. It was about relationship abuse and that opened my eyes to a lot of stuff. Things I let happen around me that I didn't realize were abuse but are. Aka NCMOs. For those of you not familiar with the term they are Non-Committal Make Outs. Aka friends with benefits, only no sex and actually occasionally they'd be like a one night stand kinda deal. Anyway moving on. After that I was more careful with the relationships I had where we stood if we were dating or just enjoying each other's company because I didn't want to be a part of an abusive relationship. (you guys probably think I was a horrible person but I'm not I haven't even kissed that many guys, I just have a guilty conscience easily...thanks for that Mom) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so I try to have clear communication. I don't play games when I date. If I like a guy I tell them or I just bury the feelings and pretend we're just friends but I NEVER play games because that's just ridiculousness and dumb for everyone that is dealing with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being someone's backup. Okay so this weekend I was a backup plan for someone. I never realized how sucky that feels. Granted most people don't KNOW they're the backup plan and you don't usually tell someone "well if this party is lame then I guess I'll come hang out with you." um excuse me? 1. why didn't you invite me to the party 2. no don't just assume you can come hang out with me and I'll be willing to hang out with you anytime you want. Yes I was fine with you showing up at my apartment in the morning right when I rolled out of bed but no, I will not be your backup plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news is this whole backup plan thing has encouraged me even more to keep working out (I am so sore I can barely make it up my stairs) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a little piece of paper on my closet that says "you are not a backup plan" and "become someone's priority" yay for crap to turn into awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good week everyone!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5493903601388146430?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5493903601388146430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5493903601388146430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5493903601388146430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5493903601388146430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1190499945387867292</id><published>2012-01-08T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T17:21:00.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>School is about to start on Tuesday and I am a little stressed about it. This will be my final semester at LDSBC finally and I will be graduating. Unfortunately I didn't plan my schedule as well as I should have an I will be taking 17 credits and going to school Tuesdays and Thursdays from 10-9:50. Ugh it is going to be so hard. Prayers are necessary this semester. I normally go to bed around 10 so having to stay up and DRIVE until 11 will be so hard. I wonder if I should have changed that. I guess I still can. I think I'll be able to do it. I'm really looking forward to my last semester though. It will be nice to not have to go up there anymore. Well depending on what I end up doing this fall actually. We'll see. If I'm not on here much this semester I'm going to blame homework in advance. :-) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news after writing this and freaking out I decided to check if they offered it earlier and they actually offer it online so I will now be going from 10-8:20. Not nearly as bad right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1190499945387867292?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1190499945387867292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1190499945387867292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1190499945387867292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1190499945387867292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7511266023062905734</id><published>2011-12-29T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T19:04:20.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just need a little bit of everything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a diet and you craved one thing the whole time. Then you get off the diet and you decide to have just a little bit of what you craved. You taste it and realize it's not at all what you wanted. So instead of just moving on you decide you are going to figure out what you were craving and eat everything you can think of that sounds good. But nothing still feels right... Yeah I am in limbo right now. I don't know what I want... and what if I figure it out and I can't have it? What will I do then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7511266023062905734?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7511266023062905734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7511266023062905734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7511266023062905734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7511266023062905734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-you-just-need-little-bit-of.html' title='Sometimes you just need a little bit of everything?'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2521146302498884269</id><published>2011-12-04T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:40:23.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Tomato Soup</title><content type='html'>So I am sick right now and all I wanted was some tomato basil soup. Dahlia invited me over for dinner and we decided to make it. I didn't measure anything and just did my usual way of improv soooo here's what it was, roughly&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 can condensed tomato soup (make as instructed 1/2 can water 1/2 can milk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 roma tomato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 cloves garlic (Brendan said it was too garlicy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup onion (roughly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crushed Red Pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combine all in a blender until smooth (or chunky if you like chunks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat on stove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy as cake mix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was SOUPer yummy (couldn't resist)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2521146302498884269?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2521146302498884269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2521146302498884269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2521146302498884269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2521146302498884269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/12/homemade-tomato-soup.html' title='Homemade Tomato Soup'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2344552096942093553</id><published>2011-12-01T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:50:16.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend</title><content type='html'>So I forgot this thing load the pictures backwards so I guess I will go backwards in my week! &lt;div&gt;It was so much fun being home and not dealing with the people in Utah (although I did miss a couple people) But Carmen didn't have school so I wasn't dealing with her crazy early alarm AND I wasn't dealing with Jessie's early alarm/Niagara falls right by my head so I actually slept...for the most part. I was out super late some nights with Jessica which was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to Bend Saturday had dinner with my family then spend some time with Jessica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday went to Church with the Fam. Jacot's and our neighbor came over for a Cuban meal (yummmm) we played some Just Dance it was super fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I don't remember much from Monday but I spent the night at Jessica's that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday is also a blur, I'm sure there was some Jessica involved some shopping and some yummy food. OH yes yummy food Village Baker! If you are ever in Bend go there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday PreThanksgiving workout. Jessica kicked my butt!! Then we had Thai Trailer with my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday we did some shopping before cooking and after the parade (love it every year) Got some great deals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday More shopping Lunch with Jessica and Carmen Pictures with Jess and Ca. That night I saw a lot of my high school friends that I hadn't even talked to much since Sophomore year...that is a very long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I had lunch with one of my friends from church and it was nice to reconnect with him. Jessica worked all day so it was just a lazy day until she got off and we had some Pizza Mondo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Went to church and then I made a SUPER adorable skirt with the help of my mom. I'll post a picture of it next time I make it! But I loved it! So cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(funny side note. my best friend was in Wyoming with her hubby for thanksgiving, that morning she texted me and said she was going hunting. my reaction "trying to catch a turkey for dinner?" I am funny I know) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ4v1ksiEaU/TtfI0U3cJlI/AAAAAAAABHA/UksoUnwG2zE/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ4v1ksiEaU/TtfI0U3cJlI/AAAAAAAABHA/UksoUnwG2zE/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681230256231163474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of Jessica and I Friday night before we went out to the bars. Don't worry I was DD :-) And I am a great DD haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n90UGvwq77w/TtfIRnkdBrI/AAAAAAAABG0/USWhQwW0Gw4/s1600/IMG_1098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n90UGvwq77w/TtfIRnkdBrI/AAAAAAAABG0/USWhQwW0Gw4/s320/IMG_1098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681229659956381362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday day we did some black Friday shopping and found Santa. He kept asking Carmen and I what we want for Christmas and we never answered him. Then he told us about how kids used to ask for coal but how it's a bad thing now. He also said he has been Santa for 7 years and hadn't seen us before... (I thought Santa lived forever... so confused) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7Tmu0eRstI/TtfIQuY_8ZI/AAAAAAAABGs/s9nOQIcLJPY/s1600/IMG_1097.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7Tmu0eRstI/TtfIQuY_8ZI/AAAAAAAABGs/s9nOQIcLJPY/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681229644607517074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mima and Papi are still in love (When they remember each other) they are quite cute and I love them. Papi demanded a picture with Mima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ib7_eUWvLo/TtfIQVqLaLI/AAAAAAAABGY/tPUbmWCoWiE/s1600/IMG_1093.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ib7_eUWvLo/TtfIQVqLaLI/AAAAAAAABGY/tPUbmWCoWiE/s320/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681229637968685234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad will always be the man of the house carving the Turkey (OH NO I JUST REALIZED CARMEN AND I NEVER DID THE WISHBONE!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5BfmHNmpfH4/TtfIPzGvcPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ZFDNTS-ZQj4/s1600/IMG_1092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5BfmHNmpfH4/TtfIPzGvcPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ZFDNTS-ZQj4/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681229628693246194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a lovely spread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8aasOxj7GN8/TtfIPRSRxaI/AAAAAAAABGE/MzsG9RI4fTM/s1600/IMG_1079.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8aasOxj7GN8/TtfIPRSRxaI/AAAAAAAABGE/MzsG9RI4fTM/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681229619614827938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got Jessica this Pillow pet for her birthday. She loves it. (I'm awesome) This was from our third day together. It was a fun fun time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2344552096942093553?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2344552096942093553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2344552096942093553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2344552096942093553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2344552096942093553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/12/bend.html' title='Bend'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ4v1ksiEaU/TtfI0U3cJlI/AAAAAAAABHA/UksoUnwG2zE/s72-c/IMG_1138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7183294213858915562</id><published>2011-11-13T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T09:48:11.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Beauty</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for my natural beauty. I got it from my mom (no offense dad) But after living with 17ish different girls and seeing their daily routines I am so happy for my routine. I can wake up 30 minutes before I have to go and I'll look fine (maybe not great) I don't have to wear make up and I can still feel pretty. I don't have to blowdry my hair AND straighten it, or even blowdry it some days. It's just awesome to not have to deal with having to take 2 hours to get ready and have a long daily routine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thanks mom for not making me someone that always has to look perfect and wear makeup and have my hair fall just right to feel pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7183294213858915562?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7183294213858915562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7183294213858915562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7183294213858915562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7183294213858915562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/11/natural-beauty.html' title='Natural Beauty'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-9048035051736599602</id><published>2011-10-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:52:10.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels like Fathers Day today</title><content type='html'>In my Entrepreneurship class this semester we were just assigned to read this article &lt;a href="http://steveblank.com/2009/06/18/epitaph-for-an-entrepreneur/"&gt;http://steveblank.com/2009/06/18/epitaph-for-an-entrepreneur/&lt;/a&gt; I'll be honest I skimmed it at first but I kept reading and I started crying... Yeah... kinda dumb and emotional right now apparently. But I was reading over his family rules and what he went through and it reminded me of my dad and what he did for our family when I was younger. My dad was the guy I saw on the weekends and talked to on the phone. He was the guy my mom would lock herself in the bathroom to talk to for what felt like hours on end. (Many funny stories about that) I remember greeting him at the stairs when he came home and always wanting to be the first to hug him. He gave up a lot for us kids when we were younger. He wasn't at all our recitals or practices and I know it was hard on him but I'm glad that I have him now. I love my dad he's amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-9048035051736599602?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/9048035051736599602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=9048035051736599602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9048035051736599602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9048035051736599602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-feels-like-fathers-day-today.html' title='It feels like Fathers Day today'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1359597157544634513</id><published>2011-10-16T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T08:27:08.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I'm not good at keeping up on my blog but oh well just another time for catch up. (also I must be really tired because I just tried to spell catch katch...)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I moved out of Megan's apartment because she got married. Yay her! So I moved into a house south east of campus and moved out 3 days later because the girls there had alcohol and cats and I didn't want to be around either of those so I moved back in with Megan for a few days (before she was married) and then I found an awesome apartment/townhome/condo south of campus off of 700 east. It's pretty great. It's big and I'm paying less than I've paid anywhere else. There are four girls here and 2 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms. It's called OakPointe. We have 2 living rooms W/D decent kitchen TONS of storage. So I mostly like living here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back at good ol' LDSBC... This semester is one of the more difficult ones I've had. English, Public Speaking, Entrepreneurship, BoM, and Mission Prep. It's not that the classes are more difficult, it's just that I have homework and I have to do it. I can't just pretend to do the reading or the homework anymore and still get good grades. The best part about school though is that Beth, Rob and Jourdan are there. It's nice having friends at school so I have people to hang out with on my breaks and carpool with, and make fun of people dancing in the commons with. The best change about LDSBC this year is they now have a dance class Tues/Thurs from 130-? (at least 5) They have Latin Dance and HipHop, they used to have Swing but I haven't seen it lately. It's incredibly funny to watch. I am not a great dancer so props to them for having the guts to bust a move in front of half the student body but still... it's very entertaining watching little white girls that grew up doing ballet try to HipHop dance. One day I'll take a video and post it, that's how funny it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most exciting recent news is Kurt is home! Kurt is my friend from Oregon that moved to Lindon and then got his mission call to Oregon. (I'm bad luck for my friends, first Kurt got his Oregon call then Garret got his Provo call...oops) I went to Kurt's homecoming last weekend and it was really cool to hear him speak and see how different he is. I haven't been able to see him much because of school and work but it's exciting to have another friend back. Only 2 more months before Garret is back and 4 until Jeremy is back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that life is the same, I'm working and going to school then working and going to school then working then having a day to rest then working then going to school blah blah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1359597157544634513?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1359597157544634513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1359597157544634513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1359597157544634513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1359597157544634513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/10/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7306777552052164645</id><published>2011-09-27T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:46:30.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there anything to talk about other than dating?!</title><content type='html'>So I live in Provo, the dating mecca. Seriously everyone here is concerned about their dating lives and who is and isn't going on dates. There is more to life than dating! I know that right now we are told we're supposed to be going on dates and fulfilling that part of our lives but seriously? You want me to focus on dating while I'm trying to juggle my work and school schedule... haha that's funny! It seems like all of my conversations with people lately have been on dating. Why can't we talk about something else. I know we don't want to talk about school when we are dealing with it for 11 hours a day. I know I don't want to elaborate on the life of being a receptionist but can we talk about our hobbies. I know people play sports (maybe not me but people do... I'm sure) At dinner group we were talking about dating, then again on the drive home from school today. Two totally different groups the SAME subject. We get it enough from our parents and teachers and church leaders we don't need the pressure from our friends and peers too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Everyone has their own beliefs on how to play the game or not play it but there is no set way of dating here in Provo. Wouldn't it be nice if everyone dated in the same ways, especially if there was no game? that would be amazing right? I wonder if dating outside of the bubble sucks as bad as it does here. You have to text 15-30 minutes after the date to  make sure he knows you enjoyed your date and he knows you're interested and want to go on another. Or for some even if you don't text after the date he's still going to assume you want to go on more dates with him and keep asking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly I'm so sick of the game. I don't think dating should be viewed as a game. You don't want to find your eternal companion by playing mind tricks with them. What does that mean the rest of your relationship will be like if you are constantly pretending to not be interested in the beginning so he'll call you faster, or if you say you're busy one night but not another so you don't come off too easy. Be upfront with your feelings and opinions. Don't hide who you really are just to play some stupid game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7306777552052164645?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7306777552052164645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7306777552052164645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7306777552052164645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7306777552052164645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-there-anything-to-talk-about-other.html' title='Is there anything to talk about other than dating?!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5811218897621439770</id><published>2011-07-21T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:02:38.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?</title><content type='html'>Can someone please just tell me what to do with my life?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current options are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to UVU and study: culinary, psychology, music, ANYTHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mission&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move to another school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move to Salt Lake and continue at LDSBC in a new atmosphere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find a new job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am at a loss for life right now. I've been praying studying my PB but I have nothing. I don't know what I want to do or anything. I'm meeting with my bishop soon to talk about the mission option but honestly it scares the crap out of me to be away from Lauren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5811218897621439770?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5811218897621439770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5811218897621439770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5811218897621439770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5811218897621439770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-now.html' title='What now?'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-9154282328901104030</id><published>2011-07-04T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T16:04:12.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stadium of Fire x2</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to go to Stadium of fire with some of my friends. I really wasn't that excited for it because I'm not crazy obsessed with David Archuleta (anymore) and  I really had no idea who Brad Paisley was (but afterwords I realized one of the few country songs I enjoy is a Brad Paisley song...it's called "then") &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we (Jamie, Kyle and I) went to Jamie's house for a BBQ with her lovely family. It was quite a blast. So funny we laughed more than we ate. Then we drove back to good ol' Provo and walked from Branbury to Stadium of Fire. We took quite some time finding our seats (that's what happens when you have directionally challenged people leading) but we made it there and we enjoyed some David and Brad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After, we didn't want to deal with traffic so we stayed for the Dance Party. That was where the real fun began. It was exciting. I saw some friends from Raintree and partied with them. Then our night was over and Kyle was brought home. Overall a great day and a wonderful night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere, my parent's theme song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8HBJWjut5Eo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show started with Katy Perry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7qrqT58H5Zo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-9154282328901104030?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/9154282328901104030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=9154282328901104030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9154282328901104030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9154282328901104030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/07/stadium-of-fire-x2.html' title='Stadium of Fire x2'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8HBJWjut5Eo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7764040643195276230</id><published>2011-07-03T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:03:29.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A different themed rant</title><content type='html'>So...I often complain about how being single sucks when you're living in Provo and how EVERYONE else is dating and I'm alone woe is me blah blah blah. But lately I've been okay with being single. It's not that big a deal. Yeah I don't have anyone to cuddle up to and be all lovey with but I'm good. I have friends that I can hang out with and spend time with. We have fun and enjoy life. And I know this is so hypocritical BUT I am so tired of EVERY singles ward Relief Society. They always complain about how being single sucks and how they're so old and they just need to be married already and move on with their lives. Just because you're single doesn't mean you have to stand still and not progress in your life. Finally someone said something today that helped with the "I'm 19 and single" crap. She pointed out that we live in the Provo bubble and that in the world outside of the bubble it's okay to be 21 and single. That's your prime! You should still be single...they feel bad for the people that are 19 and married. I think it's okay to want to be with someone but you don't have to constantly turn every lesson in church to "I'm not married so my life sucks" You're life can be great if you make it great you just have to let it be. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all....just a rant. &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/878466004986022693-7764040643195276230?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7764040643195276230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7764040643195276230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7764040643195276230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7764040643195276230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/07/different-themed-rant.html' title='A different themed rant'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4751345299678016269</id><published>2011-06-28T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:30:38.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Magic Fingers</title><content type='html'>So I work in a pediatric doctors office so I am surrounded by children and mothers allllll day. For some reason the other day I had this memory of playing barbies with Lauren and we had this one Ken doll that was not the best quality and for some reason his head would fall off a lot. We would always bring it to Mom so she could fix it with her magic hands. Just another random thing about how amazing my Mom has always been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4751345299678016269?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4751345299678016269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4751345299678016269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4751345299678016269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4751345299678016269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/06/mommys-magic-fingers.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Magic Fingers'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4169129023791961300</id><published>2011-06-26T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:43:08.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the Loaves and Fishes.</title><content type='html'>So I was just sitting here thinking about making dinner tonight and how I have no idea what to make and then I started thinking about a dinner in Oregon...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off let me tell you, my mom has an amazing testimony. She serves everyone and loves everyone and it's just awesome, she's amazing. Soo anyway, one Sunday when we were staying at our Sunriver house we had unexpected guests come around dinner time. Carmen and I were assigned to make dinner that night and it was almost done but we hadn't made quite enough for everyone if we included the 4 people that showed up. I was kinda worried (and hungry) so I was complaining to my mom. what are we going to do? blah blah blah. My mom said "Remember the loaves and fishes." Really mom ya wanna hit me with doctrine right now? Psh whatever. So we finish cooking and invite the 4 extras to join us for dinner. To my surprise we had left overs... Yeah... for the amount of food I made we shouldn't have had left overs (especially if you've seen how my family eats) But I just remembered that and it made me realize I have an amazing mother. And when extra people show up at dinner time, remember the loaves and fishes because you will be blessed in your own way if you help them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4169129023791961300?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4169129023791961300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4169129023791961300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4169129023791961300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4169129023791961300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/06/remember-loaves-and-fishes.html' title='Remember the Loaves and Fishes.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-3977482316972006539</id><published>2011-06-23T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:47:58.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been a slacker</title><content type='html'>So it's been a long time since I've posted a blog... So here's another update...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still living with Megan and it's a blast. I do really miss Jamie and Anna but living with Megan is a new experience...and it's been nice. Megan is engaged and so it's fun talking wedding with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still working full time at UVP and decently loving it haha No I like it I just wish I could spend time time outside of the office during the summer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Kelsey Eakle from Summit moved to Provo and we hang out all the time. It's really fun. We decided to live together in the fall and we have a cute little house south east of campus that we will be sharing with 3 other girls. We saw it and immediately fell in love. (however we were quite broken down from all the loser houses/condo/apartments we had seen before this one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still get headaches. EVERY DAY. Okay not EVERY DAY but it feels like it sometimes. I noticed earlier this week that I hadn't gotten one for a few days but I've had a migraine now for 6 hours making up the lack of headache I had before. I've been seeing the neurologist and they haven't found anything they can say "this is why you get headaches" yet which super sucks...I mostly just feel like they don't know what they're doing and I wish someone somewhere had the answer. I've spent too much money on this already (upwards of $500 AFTER insurance and I'm a poor college kid...) I have had an MRI, 2 sleep studies, like 3 different pills that were supposed to help me and blood work. So far nothing. Well they found that I do have sleep apnea (which everyone says is because I'm overweight, thank you doctor I know I'm fat I'm working on it...) But the apnea wasn't bad enough to need a CPAP machine. But don't worry I got to sleep with one when I did my sleep study. I am just so sick of doctors. My most recent fun with them was "You have high blood pressure" (because you're overweight) So they put me on blood pressure medication. I just said okay and took it because other people in my family have high blood pressure too... So I started taking it Sunday night and Monday I was super lethargic, I had chest pain, I was just too tired to function (but still went to work) so I had one of the nurses check my blood pressure and it was down to 92/64... I was a little worried because if I had really had high blood pressure before this was a rapid decrease and probably not healthy. I called the office and talked to them about it and I had never had really high blood pressure... I talked to one of the doctors at my office and he told me he wouldn't have prescribed me a pill for it he would have just had me  exercise and diet (okay I don't know why people think I am just a lazy person that eats TONS of junk because I'm not...) But back to the point... I stopped taking the blood pressure meds because I couldn't deal the side effects. So my doctor FINALLY called me back Wednesday to talk to me about what to do...cut the pills in half blah blah blah so now I'm trying this out and we'll see how it goes from here. Basically, I'm over doctors and I am so so so ready to just have a new brain that doesn't get headaches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um nothing else really new or exciting.... I spend my life in an office surranded by screaming kids and when I'm not there I'm at my apartment or with Kelsey or Lauren but I don't do much else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kurt comes home in a 2 months, Garret 6, Jeremy 8, Nick... well a lot longer :-) Just starting the count downs. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-3977482316972006539?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/3977482316972006539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=3977482316972006539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3977482316972006539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3977482316972006539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-been-slacker.html' title='I have been a slacker'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5547670607287972858</id><published>2011-05-03T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T17:01:10.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah... oh the changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GV8Oe9Bhmo/TcCXJH42cQI/AAAAAAAABFM/NLFzCkOO-mo/s1600/hair.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GV8Oe9Bhmo/TcCXJH42cQI/AAAAAAAABFM/NLFzCkOO-mo/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602644119441010946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5547670607287972858?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5547670607287972858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5547670607287972858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5547670607287972858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5547670607287972858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/05/yeah-oh-changes.html' title='Yeah... oh the changes.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GV8Oe9Bhmo/TcCXJH42cQI/AAAAAAAABFM/NLFzCkOO-mo/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7772636253939949827</id><published>2011-04-25T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:32:30.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So I haven't posted for a while mostly because I haven't had much to post about. About 2.5 weeks ago I went home which was really nice to get away from the daily grind but still really hard. I sat in on Mom's sunbeam class while Wendy taught and it was so great. I loved being in primary...although I really don't remember the songs! Oh no! The little children were so smart and they knew all the answers and they were so sweet and kind. Darling little children (don't worry I'm not baby hungry... my job keeps me from ever wanting my own children to deal with) I loved being home and spending time with Jessica Hacker! She really is my best friend and I love her. She's amazing. I wish we lived closer! &lt;div&gt;I came back to Provo and I moved 4 days later! I now live in Orem. I'm living with a coworker in an apartment her parents own. It's really nice and I like it and the rent is way better than what I was paying at Branbury... and I think the apartment is nicer quality. I really like it and her! She's great. Her name is Megan. She served a mission in Chile and has her masters in Music from BYU. She plays violin. I don't know she's just a great girl and so far we get along great. I do miss Jamie though. We had some fun times... I miss Anna too... and Gabs...but anyway... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New apartment is great. New ward should be good. I'm excited to see how life pans out now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7772636253939949827?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7772636253939949827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7772636253939949827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7772636253939949827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7772636253939949827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-6466626514525114668</id><published>2011-04-11T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:48:18.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymns Are Truly Inspired.</title><content type='html'>So we had our musical fireside in our stake a few weeks ago and it was amazing. The spirit that was felt was AWESOME. Ryan Murphy's talk was great and the musical numbers were good too. It was such a blessing that it all worked out especially with the apathy of the people putting it together. (me) But attending it was wonderful. &lt;div&gt;One of the things mentioned that night was whether or not you've ever teared up during a hymn. Have you ever started singing it then you got choked up from the spirit and singing it just doesn't work out for you anymore and all you can do is think about the words. This happened not only that night when we were singing this WONDERFUL version of the Spirit of God that Garrett has put together with the Orchestra but again yesterday while I was in church. We were singing the Sacrament Hymn "There is a Green Hill Far Away" It's a song we sing quite often and I listen to quite often since it's one of Stephen Nelson's but for some reason yesterday it was perfect for me. There are amazing words in that song. "We may not know, we cannot tell what pains he had to bear. But we believe it was for us he hung and suffered there." We don't know what he went through but it was for us. He felt the pain we feel. He felt the physical, emotional, mental pain we feel. All the times my knee has hurt, he felt that. When I get a headache, he felt that too. The pain I get when I sin, he felt that. He felt it for all of us. There's not reason for us to go through it again. The line that really hit home though was the last one, "Trust in his redeeming blood, and try his works to do." He did all of this for us. He created the earth, he made who we are, we are made after him we need to trust him and trust that he died for us and he took our pains upon him and then do his work. We need to "TRY" to follow his example and do what he has taught us. They used the word try I think because there is no way we can just all magically be perfect. We have to try and strive to do what he would want us to do and trust in the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This probably made no sense or very little sense but I don't have my journal here in Oregon with me so you get to read my thoughts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-6466626514525114668?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/6466626514525114668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=6466626514525114668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6466626514525114668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6466626514525114668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/04/hymns-are-truly-inspired.html' title='Hymns Are Truly Inspired.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-3922670926233158362</id><published>2011-04-10T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:15:23.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like country...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I heard this song and I immediately liked it...what has happened to me...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UumRkksN-LE&amp;amp;feature=fvwrel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UumRkksN-LE&amp;amp;feature=fvwrel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-3922670926233158362?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/3922670926233158362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=3922670926233158362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3922670926233158362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3922670926233158362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-like-country.html' title='I don&apos;t like country...'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7569880446307867851</id><published>2011-03-24T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:04:40.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know I colored my hair for the first time a couple months ago. It was terrifying but I ended up loving it. Now the roots have grown out and I'm trying to decide what to go with next...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand most of these are of Jennifer Aniston...but seriously she's the most beautiful person ever and she has great hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft0Nj7pi9xg/TYujKuMwNBI/AAAAAAAABFE/2r8a9PX2m0M/s1600/jennifer-aniston-hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft0Nj7pi9xg/TYujKuMwNBI/AAAAAAAABFE/2r8a9PX2m0M/s320/jennifer-aniston-hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587739167278773266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXzDUekWT64/TYujKDwjRiI/AAAAAAAABE8/45YgMyZ_rRA/s1600/jennifer-aniston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXzDUekWT64/TYujKDwjRiI/AAAAAAAABE8/45YgMyZ_rRA/s320/jennifer-aniston.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587739155886196258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKFVpEgFYjg/TYujJ2oTJ-I/AAAAAAAABE0/YYPKUKrotMA/s1600/jennifer_aniston-hair-styles-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKFVpEgFYjg/TYujJ2oTJ-I/AAAAAAAABE0/YYPKUKrotMA/s320/jennifer_aniston-hair-styles-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587739152361924578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--EuzruoEFuA/TYujJtRVWgI/AAAAAAAABEs/RtsHBeRZvDc/s1600/ashley-spivey-bachelor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--EuzruoEFuA/TYujJtRVWgI/AAAAAAAABEs/RtsHBeRZvDc/s320/ashley-spivey-bachelor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587739149849680386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTXNyevlRjY/TYujJZh9srI/AAAAAAAABEk/giOP7b0gqN8/s1600/2008318233693277801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTXNyevlRjY/TYujJZh9srI/AAAAAAAABEk/giOP7b0gqN8/s320/2008318233693277801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587739144550724274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one I like the middle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Picture 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7569880446307867851?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7569880446307867851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7569880446307867851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7569880446307867851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7569880446307867851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-color.html' title='Hair Color'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft0Nj7pi9xg/TYujKuMwNBI/AAAAAAAABFE/2r8a9PX2m0M/s72-c/jennifer-aniston-hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-9470255944560346</id><published>2011-03-10T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:18:01.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rujrvInvi8/TXkGmZarL0I/AAAAAAAABEY/M4Q1l1wp91s/s1600/DSCN9939.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Twins and Liz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zITDvhGEUWU/TXkEAa8ENiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/h-C60CMbPbY/s1600/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zITDvhGEUWU/TXkEAa8ENiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/h-C60CMbPbY/s320/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582497618380207650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel, Sarah and I were kinda thrown together... Basically her mom forced us to be friends. But it all turned out okay. We met before 6th grade in primary and we were best friends throughout Middle School and our days in the "diamond house." Then high school came and we grew apart because we went to different schools and we just liked different things. Then Sarah came here for school and we hung out quite often Freshman year. Then Sophomore year not so much. Now we're friends again and we try to hang out more than we used to because even though it's not as convenient to see each other it's always a fun special treat :-) And Rachel is only 4 hours away! It's nice that I have these girls as friends even after our 4 year lull... Which I take full blame for... I wasn't a very good person in high school and that's totally my fault... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JHack&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMWgub2W6eI/TXkD__P0-2I/AAAAAAAABEI/thbV_Ywcw4k/s1600/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMWgub2W6eI/TXkD__P0-2I/AAAAAAAABEI/thbV_Ywcw4k/s320/IMG_0979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582497610946902882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh JHack...What is there to no love about Jessica? She's awesome. We met freshman year in 9th grade English. We weren't really close though until sophomore year. We had this super creeper student teacher that would hit on the 4 girls in that class. Oh what a creep...maybe he's the reason I don't like black people much... it is in my blood. haha. But JHack and I became really good friends and we had TONS of girl drama but we are still best friends and it's so nice that she's always just a text away. Love her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lauren and Mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5IQFUr0nsyc/TXkD_trTlII/AAAAAAAABEA/L0wLtaLgEf4/s1600/DSCN0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5IQFUr0nsyc/TXkD_trTlII/AAAAAAAABEA/L0wLtaLgEf4/s320/DSCN0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582497606230316162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What isn't great about these two? They're like the dynamic duo! Mom is Wonder Woman and Lauren is Wonder Woman Jr... They're there to talk and listen to me complain about my life and they try to fix it. Even when I don't want them to fix it. Our trip to Miami was quite possibly the best trip of my life. We grew so much closer. Lauren me and Mom...good times together. It was so nice to be able to see the relaxed not so crazy side of mom... I really want to do that again... a relaxed mom is MUCH better than high strung crazy mom. Basically if you don't have a therapist that worked in Woman's Services as a sister your life is gonna suck! Lauren is so great she sees both sides AND she knows me so it's just awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And finally....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Daddy! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rujrvInvi8/TXkGmZarL0I/AAAAAAAABEY/M4Q1l1wp91s/s320/DSCN9939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582500469830004546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Have you ever met someone who has survived a car accident as bad as his? I doubt it. He is awesome and basically as super as my mom. Yes he has his faults and he can't run and play with us but he wishes he could and he will push himself to the limit to spend time with us. He tries to pretend he's fine just so he can do things with us (yeah he's bad at faking it) He calls me just to say I love you. He sends texts to say I love you (yeah my dad texts) He is such an amazing man. He tries everything he can to help our family and with all the things working against him I'd say that's quite amazing. He is the priesthood holder of our family and I am grateful I have had a worthy priesthood holder as my father. He gives great advice too and he's always there to talk to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These people have always been there for me and I am so grateful they have been. I don't know where I'd be without them! I love them all and I just wanted them to know how much they really do mean to me. Even when I'm constantly complaining about my life, they are still there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; I love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-9470255944560346?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/9470255944560346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=9470255944560346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9470255944560346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/9470255944560346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/03/ode-to-friends.html' title='Ode to friends'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zITDvhGEUWU/TXkEAa8ENiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/h-C60CMbPbY/s72-c/IMG_0951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5132367680298625680</id><published>2011-03-07T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:17:01.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Rant</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was walking to my car from church in intense beautiful heels and I was super nervous because 1. I stopped wearing heels after my knee started hurting, 2. It was raining, 3. These were extra high heels, 4. I'm just always nervous in them. So I was nervous and I was about 10 feet from my car when I stepped on a pebble and that was the end of my standing. I fell on the ground. It was mighty painful but thankfully I didn't actually cut anything by my ankle (from the zipper on my shoe not the ground.) It wasn't any major falling, I went down quite gracefully actually but I still went down. Ten steps from my was a guy. Oh for the record I was on BYU campus where the guys are supposed to be "helpful, thrifty, brave" something like that. But he didn't' even ask if I was okay or come to help me. Awesome, also he works at the help desk at the mall, so no big deal I knew him. So I was fine, sore but fine. So I got home and I was thinking...was it just me that he wouldn't help or does he not help anyone? Is he just the guy that won't be the knight in shining armor? Either way he's rude. Not a fan of him anymore. Also my back hurts really bad and my wrists are popping excessively. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other rants, apparently I'm a pansy because I hurt from that... but if you were to complain about anything it's okay. UGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also in other news, I got into Utah State up in Logan...but do I want to go there? I hate life right now for the record. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH also... apparently I have a two date limit, after 2 dates guys don't like me anymore...no big deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5132367680298625680?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5132367680298625680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5132367680298625680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5132367680298625680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5132367680298625680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-another-rant.html' title='Just Another Rant'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8281445582794366142</id><published>2011-02-15T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:59:44.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts thrown into one.</title><content type='html'>So...every girl that isn't dating hates dating. They hate being alone, not having someone to constantly whine to, cuddle with...pretty much they just hate life. But I think what's worse than dating might be having a crush. Boys are really good at leading you on. ESPECIALLY Provo boys. I'm sure girls do it too and shame on them but seriously you can't hold a girls hand, kiss her, pretty much do anything she'll read into with out actually liking her. I hate being twitterpated. I hate waiting for my phone to ring and hoping it's that special guy. I hate constantly wanting to text him but being told from EVERYONE not too. I hate that I have to play the game or he'll get bored. I can't just be like "dude I like you." I have to flirt one time and be rude the next flirt again and act like he doesn't exist the next. Do you get how stupid the dating game is? Everyone hates rejection so that just makes us not want to like guys...Sometimes you get really good at it then that one guy comes along that is just a little different than all the others and intrigues you a little bit more. Yeah, then you have an issue. Then you decide to put yourself out there but you can't do it all. And that is what I hate about dating. I can't control where the relationship will go, how long we'll date, when things will happen anything I can't control that part of my life. It sucks for someone that likes to know what is going on, not okay with surprises...control freak... not to an extreme though...&lt;div&gt;That's all just wanted to rant about something stupid....but isn't that what I always use my blog for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-8281445582794366142?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8281445582794366142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8281445582794366142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8281445582794366142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8281445582794366142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/02/random-thoughts-thrown-into-one.html' title='Random thoughts thrown into one.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1711984022897225456</id><published>2011-02-01T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:50:19.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love her voice and I've listened to this song at least 20 times over the past two days... I also love the dancing in the music video... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8v_4O44sfjM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8v_4O44sfjM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1711984022897225456?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1711984022897225456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1711984022897225456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1711984022897225456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1711984022897225456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/02/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-6613528654873057091</id><published>2011-01-23T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:49:00.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Utah Girl Complaints</title><content type='html'>So I'm super hesitant to write this because I know I'm going to get the typical advice and answers but sometimes I just want to write what I'm thinking out, I mean isn't that what a blog is for? So you may give your opinion on my situation, however if you say "the time will come" "it will happen" or any of the cliché things I may just ignore that and pretend you didn't say it... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in Utah I deal with friends getting married, engaged, pregnant all the time and being a girl I feel like I'm the only one that isn't. When I know very well that I am not. I have a roommate who isn't dating, or engaged and for sure not pregnant...well maybe not for sure...kidding. But sometimes I feel like it just gets to you. When all your friends are sending you pictures of their dresses, their rings, asking your advice, flaunting their engagement, counting the days. Of course I'm happy for them, I'm happy they're happy and they're getting their fairy tale ending but sometimes I just want an end to it all. I mean once people get engaged I delete them from my news feed so I can't see their ridiculous count down "89 days until I'm married." That is dumb (yes I bet I do it if/when I am engaged, but let me just complain for now.) You're getting married in 89 days, does anyone but you and your fiancée care? probably not... Maybe once it gets down to 5 or maybe even 30 I might care. I'm not saying I hate you if you do that I'm just saying I just don't really read your status or go to your page very often because I don't care to be reminded of my loneliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already bitter about my situation and I'm only TWENTY. What happens if I don't get married for a few more years? Will I accept the fact that I'm not supposed to be married yet and that it's EVERYONE else's turn before mine? I don't think I can go through life without a companion. Thinking about people I know who have never been married and they're in the 50's just amazes me how they could live their lives without someone by their side. I could not do that. I really hope that is not one of the trials God wants me to have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of being alone and sitting around doing nothing on the weekend. I can only watch so many things on Netflix. I just want to go on a date and enjoy myself. I've been asked on two dates the whole time I've lived in Utah...TWO. Kinda sucks. Then I see the people that get asked on dates by guys they don't even want to go out with and the ones that get asked by the guys they do want to go out with and the girls that get asked out by every guy and I just feel like sometimes I want it to be my turn. I want to have a reason to actually get ready in the morning (because we all know I do not get ready for work any day of the week) I want to have something to look forward to on the weekend, not just not having to work. It'd just be nice sometime... But if it doesn't happen I guess I'll just learn to be content and live with the way life is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-6613528654873057091?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/6613528654873057091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=6613528654873057091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6613528654873057091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6613528654873057091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/01/typical-utah-girl-complaints.html' title='Typical Utah Girl Complaints'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-3342298261562470563</id><published>2011-01-08T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:10:48.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Crazy???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TSlPzOOhcdI/AAAAAAAABD0/Rt_s58XYlvc/s1600/tl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TSlPzOOhcdI/AAAAAAAABD0/Rt_s58XYlvc/s320/tl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560062956376519122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So usually I'm not boy crazy but occasionally I can be... and apparently right now is one of those times. Jamie and I spent the day together and we were just talking about things that would be so fun to do and then we decided they'd be way more fun to do with boyfriends... too bad neither of us have one... But that's just a goal...to one day get boyfriends...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Things To Do With Our (Tentative) Boyfriends This Summer"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Or alone if the whole boy thing doesn't work out for us....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Snowbird Day- All Day Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Hike Bridal Veil Falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Go to Dairy Keen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Hike Stuart Falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Road Trip to California Coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Go to Jamie's Cabin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7.Complete Kissing List (It's a list Jourdan and I made last year when I was boy crazy...about the same time...huh maybe it's just the winter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Go Boating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Sing "Stargazing" Together (By Double or Nothing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Go to Lagoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Go to 7 Peaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Squaw Peak (To look at the pretties not to kiss....maybe a little ha kidding) &lt;--Give us a break we were driving through the canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13. Go Shooting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kissing List&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Remember this was made when I was tired...and it's just funny...not too serious...okay maybe a little.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Under Mistletoe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Elevator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Staircase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. In the snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. In the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. In a hot tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Tire swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Beach at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Standing in the middle of the road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Sitting on the counter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Sitting on a desk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13. In a swivel chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14. Love Sac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15. Sitting on the trunk of a car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16. Temple Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17. In the fountain at Gateway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18. New Years Midnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19. Under a waterfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20. On a boat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21. Underwater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;22. On a balcony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;23. On a horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;24. Upside down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;25. On a pool table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;26. Under fireworks &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(harder for me since I'm afraid of them...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-3342298261562470563?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/3342298261562470563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=3342298261562470563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3342298261562470563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3342298261562470563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/01/boy-crazy.html' title='Boy Crazy???'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TSlPzOOhcdI/AAAAAAAABD0/Rt_s58XYlvc/s72-c/tl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7132946441353722451</id><published>2011-01-02T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:00:57.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Goals</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their goals for 2011 and usually I don't tell people mine because then I actually have to do them, or they put pressure on me and then I won't do it. This year...I'm telling people... ah! I remember my mom used to get this thing out of the Friend and it had sections and we had to put what our goals are for the year... Here are a few of  mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiritual Goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to church at least 3 times a month...and stay for more than one hour... I know it sounds super easy and whatever but since I've gotten my new calling my church attendance has gone way down. I don't like leading music so if I'm not there I'm not expected to and so it's not my problem to deal with. But I should go and I should learn to love my calling...I miss being in charge of activities it was way better than music.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do all the things I'm supposed to, all those SMA's, read scriptures, pray morning and night, the things I do occasionally but have never made a habit of.&lt;br /&gt;3. Prepare myself to go to the temple, SURPRISE this past year has been a debate and I haven't told many people but I've been trying to decide to go on a mission, my answer changes daily but I should at least be getting ready to and living so I can if I decide I do want to when July rolls around.&lt;br /&gt;4. People used to say I had a special glow or light in my eyes, for some reason I didn't like that and wanted people to like other parts of me. Now I'm realizing those parts are not the parts I want people to focus on, I want them to think I have the special light and the kind heart...I judge too much, I need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Education:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Figure out what I actually want to do with my life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Keep getting A's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Learn to do my homework a few days in advance...not just the night before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Find a good school I want to go to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Play Wii Fit/Just Dance everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Eat right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Grow my hair out to donate it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Lose Weight (see number 1 and 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7132946441353722451?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7132946441353722451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7132946441353722451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7132946441353722451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7132946441353722451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-goals.html' title='2011 Goals'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-887323660161442717</id><published>2010-12-31T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:15:48.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget 2010 and move on to 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/coef8G5ax6E?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we are finishing up 2010 it is time to focus on 2011, not the downfalls of the past year but the many things we can change and better ourselves in. Examine your life and where you want it to go, then figure out where it is going now, if needed change your lifestyle. Live today like you want to be remembered tomorrow. Don't live life ashamed. Do your best. If you need help kneel and ask Christ for his loving help, he will always be there to help and comfort you. He will be with you today, tomorrow and forever. He loves each of us eternally and wants us all to return to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-887323660161442717?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/887323660161442717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=887323660161442717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/887323660161442717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/887323660161442717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='Forget 2010 and move on to 2011'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/coef8G5ax6E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2247500663753714872</id><published>2010-12-06T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T16:46:53.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 days for sure!!</title><content type='html'>Soooo pretty much today was the MOST AMAZING day ever! No, I didn't get asked out on some hot date, get a good grade (well I do have good grades), or anything like that.... Something much more surprising. I GOT TO SEE GARRET!!! It was the best random surprise ever.&lt;br /&gt;For my job we have to get lunch for the doctors and I usually just order somewhere that's super fast and delivers but today I decided Kneaders would be a good decision. So I went to pick it up and it ended up taking longer than it should have and then as I was walking out I saw some missionaries out of the corner of my eye but I didn't really notice it. (weird right) So I was walking out the door thinking none of them were Garret but then I heard his voice. I quickly turned around and then I turned him around (yup super awkward) and he thought I was trying to move him to the side to get by and I said "No, Garret!" and he was like "Woah" and immediately went for the handshake. I had a HUGE bag of sandwiches and salads in my hand and it was really difficult for me to shake his hand but I accomplished it. After that we had the most awkward one minute conversation of my life. It consisted of incomplete words. Haha and thoughts. Oh my gosh so embarrassing. But whatever it was awesome to see him. He asked if I still lived in Provo because I mentioned I was going to be in Oregon for Christmas and I told him I lived here. (If I lived in Oregon I would attack him with letters) :-) But seriously most amazing thing of my life. Thirteen more months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TP2D5MlZbBI/AAAAAAAABDI/4SoM3mhBBzY/s1600/DSCN9685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TP2D5MlZbBI/AAAAAAAABDI/4SoM3mhBBzY/s320/DSCN9685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547735334644182034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2247500663753714872?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2247500663753714872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2247500663753714872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2247500663753714872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2247500663753714872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/12/top-5-days-for-sure.html' title='Top 5 days for sure!!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TP2D5MlZbBI/AAAAAAAABDI/4SoM3mhBBzY/s72-c/DSCN9685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1985539385264448930</id><published>2010-11-30T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:32:52.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be home for Christmas. This might be my number one song played on my newly acquired iPod. I have a few versions. Bing Crosby, Gloria Estefan, one of the Bend high schools. Yeah I'm a little bit of a nerd but I haven't been home since what? Last May/April. Long time. And I miss it and I'm so excited to be able to spend a week at home with my crazy family and even crazier abuelos. OH and my wonderful friends I'm very excited to see them. Yay Bend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1985539385264448930?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1985539385264448930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1985539385264448930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1985539385264448930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1985539385264448930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-be-home-for-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-3571211726940681174</id><published>2010-11-14T19:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:43:17.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brushing Your Teeth Can Make You Think.</title><content type='html'>Tonight as I was brushing my teeth I had a strange realization that comes occasionally. I am me because I want to be me. I am who I want to be, I don't do things for other people. I am no longer doing things because I'd get grounded if I didn't. I brush my teeth because I want to, not because mom told me to before bed. I go to church because I have a testimony of the gospel and want to make it greater, not because if I don't I'll get my driving privileges revoked. I go to school because I want to do something with my life, not because if I don't I won't get money..okay that is a part of the reason for sure but I could survive without it. It was just weird to me to think, I can do anything I want. Do I like what I'm doing now? Is it a good place for me? Am I happy? (Yes I had many of these thoughts as I was brushing my teeth, if you've lived with me you know it's a long process (-:)  I do what I do because I want to. I'm not forced to. I know what is right and wrong and I choose which direction I want to go in my life. Sometimes I make mistakes and then I pay for them but thankfully I've had the blessing of not making too many mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending time in my singles ward Lauren posted something about how we always say we're in transition. I'm in transition to marriage, she's in transition to having kids, getting a job. We're always looking at where we want to be not where we are. We need to take deeper consideration of where we are in our lives. I am in an awesome ward. I live with amazing roommates, who make me laugh daily. We are a little family and I couldn't live without them. I am closer with my sister than I have ever been. When I go days without seeing her it's like I'm missing a part of myself. She is the best sister I could have asked for (Carmen, Dahlia and Steph are pretty great too) I have two adorable nephews. I love them so much and they add brightness to my life with every giggle, gargle, and noise they make. I am close to both my parents. We don't have the pressure we had on our relationship when I was in high school. I call them at least once a week and without calling them I feel a little out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite shows this week said something on happiness that I found to be quite insightful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;. It's a condition, it's not a destination. It's like being tired or hungry -- it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;not permanent&lt;/span&gt;, It comes and goes and that's ok. And I think if people thought about it that way, they'd &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;find happiness&lt;/span&gt; a lot more often."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should try to make it a goal to find happiness. Not just in the big things, but even in the little things. Don't wait until you get married to be happy, don't say when I get a promotion I'll be happy, be happy that you have a job. Be happy that you're in a place where you are able to have the many little blessings we're given daily. Don't take them for granted and thank Heavenly Father for giving us the wonderful things we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-3571211726940681174?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/3571211726940681174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=3571211726940681174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3571211726940681174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3571211726940681174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/11/brushing-your-teeth-can-make-you-think.html' title='Brushing Your Teeth Can Make You Think.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2812364396856633892</id><published>2010-11-14T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T09:06:05.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voiceless.</title><content type='html'>For the past few days I have had no voice. Like you can kind of hear me but pretty much, nothing is coming out. Communicating without a voice is quite difficult. Oh my goodness, I can't even stand it. I just want to be able to talk again. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2812364396856633892?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2812364396856633892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2812364396856633892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2812364396856633892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2812364396856633892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/11/voiceless.html' title='Voiceless.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-899220912700920870</id><published>2010-10-31T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T11:13:01.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I went to the Cornbelly's Corn Maze at Thanksgiving Point. It was awesome. The maze was fun, we tried to get lost and actually did. Then we walked around and looked at the awesome things we could do. They had a pretty legit set up. I quite enjoyed it. I went with Sarah Brutsch from Bend, Marcus also from Oregon but not Bend, and Derek from my ward. It was a good maze and I think everyone had a decently fun time haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vmvYAecI/AAAAAAAABBA/EJxaLbhbVJo/s1600/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vmvYAecI/AAAAAAAABBA/EJxaLbhbVJo/s320/IMG_0930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534272597195258306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vmFjOt7I/AAAAAAAABA4/dR-f_A_i7So/s1600/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vmFjOt7I/AAAAAAAABA4/dR-f_A_i7So/s320/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534272585968039858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vluRv6pI/AAAAAAAABAw/JI8IUB9knwg/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vluRv6pI/AAAAAAAABAw/JI8IUB9knwg/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534272579720702610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vlaSRn-I/AAAAAAAABAo/GobcCyBi2V8/s1600/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vlaSRn-I/AAAAAAAABAo/GobcCyBi2V8/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534272574354202594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Halloween dance Jamie dressed up as Flo, the Progressive girl, and I dressed up as a fairy. The pictures don't do the amount of makeup/sparkles I was wearing justice. One of the straps on my dress ended up breaking, oh well that's just what happens at a dance haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xi__12MI/AAAAAAAABBw/57IK7ZPdKFE/s1600/flo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xi__12MI/AAAAAAAABBw/57IK7ZPdKFE/s320/flo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534274731961080002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xBUse_pI/AAAAAAAABBo/sZTmOQQwqak/s1600/fairy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xBUse_pI/AAAAAAAABBo/sZTmOQQwqak/s320/fairy3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534274153401482898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xBA0yPrI/AAAAAAAABBg/n4Yq6Km6V4M/s1600/fairy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xBA0yPrI/AAAAAAAABBg/n4Yq6Km6V4M/s320/fairy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534274148067589810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xA5WPPfI/AAAAAAAABBY/tODurjkfnhU/s1600/fairy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xA5WPPfI/AAAAAAAABBY/tODurjkfnhU/s320/fairy1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534274146060418546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xAmBBQRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/fVLBLj5A5oo/s1600/bugs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xAmBBQRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/fVLBLj5A5oo/s320/bugs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534274140871147794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xAfPr-TI/AAAAAAAABBI/0BQbCwLK6yM/s1600/bugs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2xAfPr-TI/AAAAAAAABBI/0BQbCwLK6yM/s320/bugs1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534274139053619506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work on Friday we dressed up as bugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-899220912700920870?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/899220912700920870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=899220912700920870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/899220912700920870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/899220912700920870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TM2vmvYAecI/AAAAAAAABBA/EJxaLbhbVJo/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2011871498272032613</id><published>2010-10-17T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T09:40:40.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update....</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't follow me in the cyber world of Facebook, I have a little announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a knee...yup I know you couldn't tell. In the middle of the knee there is something called the Lateral meniscus. Some of us....okay me...have torn ours... yay me.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have the knees of a 90 year old woman and I have arthritis. So next time I complain about my knee it's legit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TLsmbWKdPVI/AAAAAAAABAg/zNBHc-nFloE/s1600/knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TLsmbWKdPVI/AAAAAAAABAg/zNBHc-nFloE/s320/knee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529055218775178578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2011871498272032613?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2011871498272032613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2011871498272032613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2011871498272032613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2011871498272032613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-update.html' title='A little update....'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TLsmbWKdPVI/AAAAAAAABAg/zNBHc-nFloE/s72-c/knee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1019880990209309182</id><published>2010-09-27T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:12:15.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in addition</title><content type='html'>I think the world should know Lauren learned her great balancing act skills from my awesome mother. Who is equally if not more amazing than Lauren... Just sayin I come from a pretty awesome family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1019880990209309182?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1019880990209309182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1019880990209309182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1019880990209309182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1019880990209309182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-addition.html' title='in addition'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-830334947994367497</id><published>2010-09-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:37:10.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do people make it through life without a sister?</title><content type='html'>As everyone know from a previous post, Lauren and Aaron had their baby about four...five weeks ago. He is adorable. Aidan is so cute and fun to cuddle...when he doesn't spit up on you. He's not very chubby which I'm sure will soon change but he is still such an adorable little one. Shifting gears, kinda. This isn't really about Aidan it's about Lauren. She's such an amazing sister, mother, friend, therapist (guessing about that last one) But she is such a hard worker and she never doesn't anything half way. Can you imagine being a mother to a baby that can't go out into the world, taking classes at BYU for you doctorate, being a loving devoted wife, and best friend to your needy little sister? She is such a great person. Yeah we don't hang out as much as we used to but I understand. She does her homework reading while feeding Aidan, cooks while he's napping, and prays that his naps will be more than 5 minutes so she can maybe take one herself. She runs on such little sleep and food but she doesn't show that she's tired or that she feels ugly that day. Lauren is an amazing mother and I love her. She is my best friend and I'm so glad that I am able to share the experiences we have had with each other. So Lauren, I love you and you're amazing I hope you know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of.  You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost.  ~Marion C. Garretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.  ~Margaret Mead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-830334947994367497?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/830334947994367497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=830334947994367497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/830334947994367497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/830334947994367497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-do-people-make-it-through-life.html' title='How do people make it through life without a sister?'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4540830675377882532</id><published>2010-09-05T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:04:48.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Song Love</title><content type='html'>So I heard this song a few months ago and I didn't think too much of it but lately I've loved it. I heard it on the radio a couple times and it just has good memories (playing with whipped cream with Rachel, Sarah and Liz Brutsch) But seriously, I don't know why I like it so much. But I do. :-) Listen enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehu3wy4WkHs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4540830675377882532?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4540830675377882532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4540830675377882532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4540830675377882532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4540830675377882532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-song-love.html' title='New Song Love'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1974037135347127017</id><published>2010-08-30T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T07:06:03.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Games</title><content type='html'>So I did this crazy diet and I lost a bunch of weight but yesterday I was realizing no matter how much the scale goes down everyday it bugs me that I get on the scale. I used to not care like I'd go running or do what I want to lose weight not starve myself but standing on a scale everyday made me very depressed. It made me feel guilty when I ate a bite of something not on the restricted diet and if I ate something not on that list I had a strong urge to throw it up (don't worry I didn't) But I'd never really felt that way about my body. Yeah I was depressed because other girls got the attention sometimes but overall I was happy. And so to those who do crazy diets, don't. They totally mess with you. Don't weigh yourself every day. It gets you in a very unhealthy mentality. Just be happy with what God gave you and perfect it in healthy ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1974037135347127017?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1974037135347127017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1974037135347127017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1974037135347127017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1974037135347127017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/08/mind-games.html' title='Mind Games'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1260392265786600615</id><published>2010-08-22T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:15:30.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO'S AN AUNT (again) MEEEE!</title><content type='html'>Lauren and Aaron had Aidan Alexander Barnes Sunday morning at 1:15 AM. He is 7lbs 1oz and super adorable. He's such a cutie and I can't wait to squeeze him. &lt;br /&gt;After spending a long night in the hospital with them I am finally home resting for a couple minutes before church. yay life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/THFaocpN93I/AAAAAAAABAQ/JssEywL8kHw/s1600/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/THFaocpN93I/AAAAAAAABAQ/JssEywL8kHw/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508283470181169010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-1260392265786600615?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1260392265786600615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1260392265786600615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1260392265786600615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1260392265786600615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/08/whos-aunt-again-meeee.html' title='WHO&apos;S AN AUNT (again) MEEEE!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/THFaocpN93I/AAAAAAAABAQ/JssEywL8kHw/s72-c/IMG_0675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7061836721537903832</id><published>2010-08-21T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:47:48.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish loves</title><content type='html'>I know it's for teenagers but I have to tell you my favorite song at the moment. It's "Kissing U" by Miranda Cosgrove. It's amazing. Here's the link :-) Go listen to it and let your childhood dreams rush back to your memory :-) &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nhT_6Yz-Nbc&amp;NR=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I love her other song "About You Know" I don't know why I love her...if you watch the music videos you get a little turned off but I just like them...they're good songs to dance around and be crazy to :-) &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AlIUNtQEI_s&amp;feature=channel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7061836721537903832?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7061836721537903832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7061836721537903832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7061836721537903832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7061836721537903832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/08/childish-loves.html' title='Childish loves'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8798565852014031345</id><published>2010-08-08T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:03:28.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been such a long time since I've written a blog. I need to catch everyone up on my life!&lt;br /&gt;Well pretty much school is school. Write papers go to class be extremely bored drive home lovely stuff goin on there. I have a great friend that goes to the BC with me that I actually just met this semester. His name is Rob. He's become my favorite person lately. We call each other "BC Besties" Yeah stop laughing. He's actually awesome great friend I got there. :-) We actually met in my IT class, Jourdan and I got there a little bit late so there were no chairs...well there were chairs just none next to each other. So Rob moved over and let us sit by each other. Then he creepily added us on Facebook... then we became BC Besties. The end. Great story.&lt;br /&gt;Um in other news... I QUIT KARAS! Wooo! I now work at Utah Valley Pediatrics. I'm loving it. I work with Jamie, my roommate. And we are receptionists along with 4 other lovely people. It's been great for me. I work a lot more, normal hours too so I have an actual schedule. &lt;br /&gt;Okay so a lot of other things have happened and if I ever get in gear I'll post individual blogs about the cool things I've done this Summer. But I just wanted to share this cute quote that I saw yesterday. "Missionary: Someone who leaves their family for a short period of time so that others can be with their families for eternity" It made me feel a lot better about Garret and all my other missionary friends that I am currently missing. They are only gone from us for a short time. And they are blessing others with the great blessing of being able to be sealed to their families for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-8798565852014031345?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8798565852014031345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8798565852014031345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8798565852014031345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8798565852014031345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/08/greatness.html' title='Greatness'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4445512664133364580</id><published>2010-05-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:47:10.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do angry people buy chocolate?</title><content type='html'>So it's been bugging me now since Saturday so I'll just blog about it and then forget it... deal? &lt;br /&gt;So I was closing Saturday night with my friend Mindy and around 7 this man and his son came in. There was only one other couple in store so it was pretty slow. I stood up and asked the Man how his night was going. He ignored me. No big people barely ever hear me anyway. So then he picked his candy. 3 two dollar bags. Who knew those bags were on a 3 for 5 deal... yeah not me. That must have happened over the past three days that I didn't work. So the total came to 6.41 and I told him. He said "how much is the tax rate?" I said "I don't know what the tax rate it was but it .41 cents." He said "aren't those three for five?" I looked for the sign and said "oh they are I didn't know that" So I re rang them up and took the dollar off making them five dollars plus tax made them 5.41. I was extremely confused because that is the same amount of tax it was for the six dollar total. So he then started to get angry and asked me what the tax rate was...again. I didn't know still because it'd been TWO MINUTES. So he said "Erase that transaction and make it a five dollar transaction" Which is was before the subtotal but whatever. I just took it all off AGAIN and press five dollars "bulk candy" one of the buttons so the subtotal was 5 dollars and then I pushed tax and it was like .36 cents. Soooo confusing. But he was like "is there a manager here" I said "no she's only here in the mornings usually." He said "How can I get a hold of her" (pretty dumb man) I said "you can come in or call" He said "well can I get that number" So Mindy who was sitting there the whole time saying nothing gets him a business card and he said "write your name on it too" So I wrote "adrienne" only it looks a little more like "adrimu" sometimes I write sloppy no big. So then he left and my night was horrible-r after that. AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4445512664133364580?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4445512664133364580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4445512664133364580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4445512664133364580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4445512664133364580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-do-angry-people-buy-chocolate.html' title='Why do angry people buy chocolate?'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2052391459060946950</id><published>2010-05-10T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:54:10.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHjvnclmI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Wyu1SE-lTPk/s1600/mom+and+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wrote a whole talk for my mom so I think I'll just post it here as her Mother's Day gift ha. Even though she's already read it and everyone that reads my blog has too. My mom is awesome in case you didn't know. She's kinda like super woman. And she's someone I want to be when I grow up. 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And up until recently I’ve been against having kids so I had to laugh a little to myself when I was assigned to give a talk on Mother’s Day about Mother’s. But through writing this talk I’ve remembered times I took for granted and gained a better appreciation of my mom. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In Sister Beck’s talk, “Mother’s who Know” she talks about how mother’s who know honor sacred ordinances and covenants. She discusses mothers in third world countries who wear their Sunday best for church even though they had to walk miles to get there. My mom is an example of this. Even though we didn’t live in a third world country or have to walk to church, she made sure we looked our best. Sunday was a day of bows, frilly socks, shoes, with less than a one inch heel until we turned 12 and dresses that twirled like a ballerina’s. She made sure we looked our best and never let us disrupt church. If we were being bad she would take us into the bathroom and made us stand in there until we agreed to be good again. Until I was eleven my dad traveled a lot for work and my mom was the parent at home to discipline and teach us. When I was assigned this talk my dad’s first reaction was “So are you going to sing for them.” Because in my home ward my bishop and I had an understanding that I did not give talks but I’d do musical numbers. I laughed and said “no I’m giving a talk.” But as I was trying to go to sleep I had a song going through my head and I won’t sing it for you but I’ll read you the lyrics. You might recognize it. “I see my mother kneeling with our family each day. I hear the worlds she whispers as she bows her head to pray. Her plea to the father quiets all my fears, and I am thankful love is spoken here.” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hope you recognize that song, if not enjoy a calling in primary one day. Growing up we had family scripture and prayer every night. As we turned into teenagers we had it most nights. My mom wasn’t just teaching the gospel; she was living the gospel. After we had family prayer she and my dad would have couple’s scripture and prayer and after that she had her own scripture study and said her personal prayers. Mom’s prayers are so special. Well at least my mom’s are. They are always detail filled she doesn’t forget a single thing. When we had family prayer if we were tired my dad knew not to call on my mom because we’d be there for an extra five minutes while she prayed for every child and every grandparent by name, everything we were doing the next day- and I mean everything-, our safety, our guidance and our wellbeing. I’m grateful for those prayers now. The extra five minutes probably helped me the next day and kept me from doing something stupid. Along with our evening prayers we had morning prayers which were always a struggle. We had early morning seminary so when I was still too young to go I hated being woken up two hours early for prayer so we could all say family prayer before my older siblings went. When I had seminary I woke up at the last possible minute got ready quickly and then waited while we said prayer. These prayers probably would have been a bit more effective if I hadn’t dragged my feet and opened my heart to them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;My mom tried to be there every step of the way while I was growing up even in my rebellious years when I tried so hard to push her away. When I was in Primary, my mom was in the Presidency. When I was in Beehives, my mom was the teacher. When I was in MiaMaids my mom was in the Presidency. When I was in Laurel’s my mom was assigned to work with Beehives…because my little sister was in there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was involved in my life more than just in church. Even though she had a full time job she made time to come to my choir concerts…and I had a lot because I was in 4 different choirs. She came on my choir trips…again there were a lot of those too. On the trips where I couldn’t stand rooming with other girls my age, she shared a room with me. My favorite trip was my sophomore year when we went to Disney land on a choir trip. We had about 6 LDS kids in the choir and my mom invited all of them to have scripture and prayer with us as a “family” every night. She is always trying to be a righteous example to me and showing me how I should live my life when I’m a mother. She was there for the happy parts when I went on my first date and the hard parts when my group of friends turned on me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Moms have a sense of nurturing and mind reading. They can tell things even when you don’t tell them first. When I lived at home, my mom knew things as soon as I came in the door just by looking at me…..kind of creepy to me but at the same time it was very nice to not have to tell her everything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For some of us, our mother was our go-to person when we needed advice or help with something. They are a great resource for help because they went through many of the things we’re going through. My mom went to an all girl’s Catholic school so she didn’t have the exact high school drama I had but she still went through many of the things I did. When I lived at home, I tried avoiding my mom most of the time and we clashed a lot and had the typical mother/daughter drama but now that I’ve been out of the house for two years we are much closer and she is the person I call when I’m leaving work and want to talk to someone while I walk to my car.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sister Beck says “Mothers who know do less. They permit less of what will not bear good fruit eternally. They allow less media in their homes, less distraction, less activity that draws their children away from their home.” When I was younger, each of us children were always involved in some activity. My mom wasn’t a soccer mom but she was a ballet, tap, gymnastics, swimming, art, basketball, piano mom. She was always running us around to our next thing and we were busy every day of the week with something. Even though these are good things to do they weren’t all necessary. We spent little time home and when we were home we were watching TV and not being a family and doing things together. We did things on weekends and made many fun trips to Seattle but weekdays were a little too cramped full of things. Even though we were going every direction we had a family dinner almost every night and that was our family time. When we were old enough to we would even help my mom cook and set the table. When we moved to Oregon we didn’t do as many activities and we spent more time home doing family things because my dad was around more to do things with. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Mother’s who know are Leaders. In equal partnership with their husbands, they lead a great and eternal organization. These mothers plan for the future of their organization. They plan for missions, temple marriages, and education. They plan for prayer, scripture study, and family home evening. Mothers who know build children into future leaders and are the primary examples of what leaders look like. They do not abandon their plan by succumbing to social pressure and worldly models of parenting. These wise mothers who know are selective about their own activities and involvement to conserve their limited strength in order to maximize their influence where it matters most.” My mom taught us to save our money. My parents got us piggy banks that had three slots- “Savings/Mission” “Spending” and “Tithing” slots for us to put our money. Often times the spending section was empty and the savings/mission slot magically lost money. My mom was never the “hip hot mom” she loves her some “mom jeans” and although that can be slightly embarrassing it’s nice that she isn’t worldly. She keeps her priorities straight and doesn’t change because it’s the cool thing to do. Now that my mom is working full time she has a very very rapidly dwindling amount of energy to use she has learned to pick her battles with my crazy 15 almost 16 year old sister. Although she’s not at full force anymore Carmen, my younger sister, is still being taught the most important lessons for life. It’s not a coincidence we are the way we are. We have been molded by our parents to be who we are. As we have gotten older we have added our own twist to who we are but our mother’s and father’s molded us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sister Beck also says “Mother’s who know are teachers” I laughed to myself at this one because my first thought was in 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade when I went up to my homeroom teacher and said “Mo… uh Mrs. Oester” I’m sure I did it more to other teachers but I remember calling Mrs. Oester mom many many times. But Sister Beck elaborates on this thought and says “A well-taught friend told me that he did not learn anything at church that he had not already learned at home. His parents used family scripture study, prayer, family home evening, mealtimes, and other gatherings to teach. Think of the power of our future missionary force if mothers considered their homes as a pre–missionary training center. Then the doctrines of the gospel taught in the MTC would be a review and not a revelation.” Like I said earlier my family tried to be diligent in our family scripture study and prayer. Since I’ve never been in the MTC, I can only imagine how much you study and pray there. The closest thing I could think of was when I went to EFY. Everyone commented on how awesome it was to feel the spirit so strong and how it was an amazing uplifting experience. It’s true the spirit is very strong at EFY because you are constantly learning about the gospel and you’re in a righteous environment. My last year I attended EFY, my counselor was talking to us about how we can make our life a constant EFY we can make it so we can feel the spirit that strongly everyday if we start our day with prayer and scripture study and live in a righteous way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My favorite quote that I found while looking things up for this talk was one that President Monson said. He was quoting something someone had written into the Ensign it says “God could not be everywhere, and so He gave us mothers.” I told my sister I loved this and she immediately said “Yeah but God can be everywhere” But God can’t physically be there for us when we need a hug or when we need a shoulder to cry on. Mothers are there whenever we need someone to talk to about anything. I went through a rebellious stage in life as many people do and even when I was trying to do everything I could against my parents rules when something happened that shattered my teenage world my mom was still there to talk to. She stayed up with me many nights in high school when things weren’t going the way I planned. She sat in bed with me while I cried and tried to tell her what was wrong. I haven’t been the best daughter at all but when I suck up my pride and listen to what my parents say I’ve found they give the best advice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have many examples of righteous mothers in my life. I have an older sister that’s 6 months pregnant and has been preparing herself for motherhood since she was 12. I have a sister-in-law that I get to hang out with and watch her with my 16 month old nephew and see the love she has for him even though he’s already a trouble maker. My boss right now is like a mother to me. I’ve been able to see her with her autistic son and watch her as she helps him. I have my own mother that I can go on and on about. She is such a wonderful spiritual person. She has inspired me in so many ways and I love her and hope one day I can be as good a mother as she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHjvnclmI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Wyu1SE-lTPk/s1600/mom+and+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHjvnclmI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Wyu1SE-lTPk/s320/mom+and+dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469700426844378722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad 3? years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHi4WKO5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/pjDn4lz7miQ/s1600/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHi4WKO5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/pjDn4lz7miQ/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469700412007922578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom at the zoo...she has no makeup on and she's still incredibly beautiful glad I inherited her natural beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHhyoBYjI/AAAAAAAAA98/BPrB9ydPAy4/s1600/DSCN2322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHhyoBYjI/AAAAAAAAA98/BPrB9ydPAy4/s320/DSCN2322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469700393292358194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom dad Carmen at cousin Emily's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHhJJnfRI/AAAAAAAAA90/OWTrpZsViRE/s1600/DSCN1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHhJJnfRI/AAAAAAAAA90/OWTrpZsViRE/s320/DSCN1194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469700382158978322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back massage train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHgY1vSCI/AAAAAAAAA9s/UtK9E2Uj3cw/s1600/DSCN0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHgY1vSCI/AAAAAAAAA9s/UtK9E2Uj3cw/s320/DSCN0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469700369190701090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom in Florida May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2052391459060946950?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2052391459060946950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2052391459060946950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2052391459060946950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2052391459060946950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S-hHjvnclmI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Wyu1SE-lTPk/s72-c/mom+and+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5292530587179939454</id><published>2010-05-10T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:46:50.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good</title><content type='html'>So I moved into my new apartment two weeks ago and since then my life feels like it's slowed down a lot. Without my old roommates to hang out with all the time life is a little boring and I see Lauren A LOT. Not that it's a bad thing... But my new roommates are cool. There is Melanie who is 18 and from an area by Spokane Washington. Melanie is going to hair school at Marinello. Then there is Jamie who is also 18 and she's from Utah...Saratoga Springs I think. Jamie goes to Snow College but she's up in Provo for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;So we get along and we do things together. It's fun but we don't do as much as my old apartment. I feel like it's empty with only three girls. Like at Raintree there was almost always two people home but here I can be home alone for hours on end. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn't the point of my blog... yesterday I actually had a lot of fun. It was mother's day and I was giving a talk in sacrament meeting. That was not the fun part... after church I went over to Sarah Brutsch's house. It was way fun we just ate yummy treats and played games. And I got to use some crazy energy that I had built up since I didn't care how they judged me because I knew I'd probably never see them again haha. Towards the end I was out of energy and SUPER pooped so I came home and Melanie was asleep and Jamie was at home so I just went for a walk around the complex because it was a nice night. Then I went to ward prayer.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't sound like much for a day but it was really fun and I enjoyed seeing Sarah again. She's really fun to be around and I feel like we should play more but for some reason we don't. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5292530587179939454?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5292530587179939454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5292530587179939454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5292530587179939454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5292530587179939454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2864855851183843339</id><published>2010-05-01T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:38:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Bucket List</title><content type='html'>Well this was inspired by Jourdan's new roommate and my friend Jen but seriously why haven't I ever actually written down the things I want to do while I'm here? There's so much to do in Utah and I know I still have a couple years here but I want to do this stuff before I leave. :-) Most of it over the summer on the weekends and such. I'm kinda excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Go to the &lt;a href="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.com/visit/gardens/about.html"&gt;Thanksgiving Point Gardens&lt;/a&gt;- I hear they're beautiful but I've never gone. I wish I had gone to the tulip festival but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Go to "&lt;a href="http://www.thisistheplace.org/"&gt;This is the Place&lt;/a&gt;" and the pioneer village- I've gone to this is the place but only when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Throw a sweet party with a sweet theme...Pretty much going to be Jourdan Satterfield's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="https://www.hoglezoo.org/jobs_volunteers/job_openings/"&gt;Volunteer at the Hogle Zoo&lt;/a&gt; I've always loved animals and for a while I wanted to be a marine biologist now I have no idea what I want to be. But I think it would be so fun to volunteer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.umfa.utah.edu/"&gt;Utah Museum of Fine Arts&lt;/a&gt; Why haven't I gone? With my parents at my parents you think I would have gone by now...but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://www.clarkplanetarium.org/"&gt;Clark Planetarium&lt;/a&gt;.... I will be in an astronomy class this summer so I may go here on a field trip (which would be way nice) but I want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://www.thelivingplanet.com/"&gt;Living Planet Aquarium&lt;/a&gt; no aquarium has ever met my expectations because of the &lt;a href="http://www.pdza.org/"&gt;Point Defiance Zoo&lt;/a&gt; but why not give it a try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;a href="http://www.countyfair.slco.org/"&gt;Salt Lake County Fair&lt;/a&gt;- I went last year and it was a pretty decent fair. Next time I would defiantly give myself more time Plus we saw David Archuleta last time.... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Thanksgiving Point &lt;a href="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.com/visit/museum_of_ancient_life/about.html"&gt;Museum of Ancient Life&lt;/a&gt; Every time I drive by it I always want to go but I never have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Go to &lt;a href="http://www.utah.com/lakepowell/"&gt;Lake Powell &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Take a weekend vacation to &lt;a href="http://www.utah.com/parkcity/"&gt;Park City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/place?oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=Governor%27s+Mansion+salt+lake+city&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;hq=Governor%27s+Mansion&amp;amp;hnear=salt+lake+city&amp;amp;cid=6475818472059632294"&gt;Governor's Mansion&lt;/a&gt;- free tours on T, TH from 2-4 June-August. 603 E.  South Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Go to &lt;a href="http://www.discovermoab.com/"&gt;Moab &lt;/a&gt;and see the arches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Go see the &lt;a href="http://www.backstreetboys.com/events/5561"&gt;BACKSTREET BOYS CONCERT&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) &lt;a href="http://www.musicandthespokenword.com/"&gt;Music and the Spoken Word&lt;/a&gt;... it's at 9 am every Sunday, so solution...stay at Jourdan's Saturday night and go to it on Sunday then book it back to Provo for my ward. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Y_Mountain"&gt;Climb the Y&lt;/a&gt;. Tried it last year...nearly died. Jourdan and I have an understanding and we know that if we take it slow we can do it. :-) No boys allowed on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Take more friends to &lt;a href="http://www.visittemplesquare.com/"&gt;Temple Square &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Go to the &lt;a href="http://www.utah.com/stateparks/great_salt_lake.htm"&gt;Great Salt Lake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Go to &lt;a href="http://www.utah.com/stateparks/antelope_island.htm"&gt;Antelope Island&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;a href="http://www.utah.com/playgrounds/bonneville_salt.htm"&gt;Salt Flats&lt;/a&gt;.... I've heard it's an awesome place to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Attend very temple in Utah while living here.... that means I have  to hit up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan River&lt;br /&gt;Draper&lt;br /&gt;Provo&lt;br /&gt;Ogden&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Timpanogas&lt;br /&gt;Logan&lt;br /&gt;Vernal&lt;br /&gt;Manti&lt;br /&gt;Monticello&lt;br /&gt;St. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if I'm still here Brigham City and Payson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Go see &lt;a href="http://www.balletwest.org/"&gt;Ballet West &lt;/a&gt;my family saw ballets when I was a kid but I haven't gone since then and I'd love to see it since I'm pretty sure I'd enjoy it more now. I'd love to see one I've already seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Go to the &lt;a href="http://www.scera.org/"&gt;SCERA &lt;/a&gt;and see one of their plays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)  Go to &lt;a href="http://www.lagoonpark.com/"&gt;Lagoon &lt;/a&gt;I know I've gone before but I want to face my roller coaster fear and ride...most of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) &lt;a href="http://www.zion.national-park.com/"&gt;Zions National Park&lt;/a&gt; I've had so many friends go and hike around camp whatever and I've never gone but it looks BEAUTIFUL and I really want to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) &lt;a href="http://www.hebervalleyrr.org/"&gt;Heber Railroad&lt;/a&gt; I've never been on a train and how fun would it be to go on the murder mystery train or the polar express train! SO FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/brca/index.htm"&gt;Bryce Canyon&lt;/a&gt; I know I have tons of hiking and stuff and my body isn't hike worthy but LETS MAKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/placestovisit/location/0,10634,5305-1-1-1,00.html"&gt;Tour Welfare Square&lt;/a&gt;... I went before I lived here...well before I lived here for college and I wanted to go way bad with my FHE family but we never did :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) &lt;a href="http://www.vegas.com"&gt;LAS VEGAS&lt;/a&gt; I know this isn't in Utah but there is so much to do there and it just looks like a ton of fun. I haven't gone since I was 11 and I really want to. Close fun Vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Tubing down the Provo River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) &lt;a href="http://www.ziprider.com/rides/pcmr/"&gt;Zipline&lt;/a&gt; I've done it at Snowbird but it was a short one...and it's a good way to get over a fear of heights...if you live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Go to the &lt;a href="http://www.olyparks.com/uop/tours.asp"&gt;Olympic Park&lt;/a&gt; in Park City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Spend a day at &lt;a href="http://www.snowbird.com/events/summeractivities/alldaypass.html"&gt;Snowbird&lt;/a&gt; (This may work for number 31 too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to invite yourself on any of my adventures. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2864855851183843339?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2864855851183843339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2864855851183843339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2864855851183843339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2864855851183843339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/05/utah-bucket-list.html' title='Utah Bucket List'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2451802831031525060</id><published>2010-04-17T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:57:27.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs</title><content type='html'>So i have the CUTEST nephew. He learned how to open the fridge the other day and make a mess. We noticed he was a bit quiet but didn't think much of it... then Dahlia got up and oh boy...Clay was sitting in the middle of about 10 eggs. One was cracked but it was so funny to me. It's hard to be mad at someone as adorable as him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S8n2bwPImII/AAAAAAAAA9c/q2ZOGWPOp5c/s1600/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S8n2bwPImII/AAAAAAAAA9c/q2ZOGWPOp5c/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166979828717698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S8n2cfciXyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/arUNHJSWLuA/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S8n2cfciXyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/arUNHJSWLuA/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166992501399330" 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/878466004986022693-2451802831031525060?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2451802831031525060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2451802831031525060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2451802831031525060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2451802831031525060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/04/eggs.html' title='Eggs'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S8n2bwPImII/AAAAAAAAA9c/q2ZOGWPOp5c/s72-c/IMG_0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-6288248062498710518</id><published>2010-04-05T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:20:11.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sleepover!</title><content type='html'>So for Easter this year ALL my roommates were gone. So it was just me  and since I hate being alone I invited Sarah over. Well I invited her over before I knew I'd be alone. But we watched Hercules and World Trade Center, colored eggs, and watched Conference. It was so fun. We got a tie dye kit for the eggs...it only kinda worked...but it was less messy than putting them in a  cup for however long. Sarah was also being nice and letting the tradition of hanging eggs live on by stringing them for her Home Teacher's..at 2 AM. We didn't get to bed until like 4. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oZ_ukp3yI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YOpsBfQZtFg/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oZ_ukp3yI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YOpsBfQZtFg/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702481137000226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaBxlfBDI/AAAAAAAAA70/VunpAhOnAbc/s1600/IMG_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaBxlfBDI/AAAAAAAAA70/VunpAhOnAbc/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702516305527858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaBT9rwBI/AAAAAAAAA7s/q-zu-GOh3zw/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaBT9rwBI/AAAAAAAAA7s/q-zu-GOh3zw/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702508353962002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaBHkiTGI/AAAAAAAAA7k/lYnwmXQQ8gk/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaBHkiTGI/AAAAAAAAA7k/lYnwmXQQ8gk/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702505027259490" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaAKCYV3I/AAAAAAAAA7c/YbzBbQQH8Ig/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaAKCYV3I/AAAAAAAAA7c/YbzBbQQH8Ig/s320/IMG_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702488509437810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the eggs we hung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oa8pd4tzI/AAAAAAAAA9U/e2wP0VuEHg0/s1600/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oa8pd4tzI/AAAAAAAAA9U/e2wP0VuEHg0/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703527738455858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eggs for VT's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oa8K-aykI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7-gkfoq3R48/s1600/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oa8K-aykI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7-gkfoq3R48/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703519553407554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The process&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaxqeaeSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/NhwjZl9Ta2Q/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaxqeaeSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/NhwjZl9Ta2Q/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703339030542626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oawoG5udI/AAAAAAAAA88/p8q-HEzyjxk/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oawoG5udI/AAAAAAAAA88/p8q-HEzyjxk/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703321215187410" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oawLVGd1I/AAAAAAAAA80/M4Re7nJZnfM/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oawLVGd1I/AAAAAAAAA80/M4Re7nJZnfM/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703313490114386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in front of their apt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaveuyKwI/AAAAAAAAA8s/631Y9eol3Cs/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaveuyKwI/AAAAAAAAA8s/631Y9eol3Cs/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703301518240514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Breakfast feast recipe for this deliciousness &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/baked-french-toast-casserole-with-maple-syrup-recipe2/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oabKNqt8I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ig5YwUCaCLY/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oabKNqt8I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ig5YwUCaCLY/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702952413247426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously soooo good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaa4yjgMI/AAAAAAAAA8U/DvNwS6VeA3U/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaa4yjgMI/AAAAAAAAA8U/DvNwS6VeA3U/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702947736125634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family dinner plus two neighbors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaaf1eghI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ef0JxqMAXd8/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaaf1eghI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ef0JxqMAXd8/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702941037494802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaaDUDu7I/AAAAAAAAA8E/8Ulb839PXD0/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaaDUDu7I/AAAAAAAAA8E/8Ulb839PXD0/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702933381135282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaZqvMomI/AAAAAAAAA78/B7vbJdA8mDQ/s1600/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oaZqvMomI/AAAAAAAAA78/B7vbJdA8mDQ/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456702926784078434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oZ_ukp3yI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YOpsBfQZtFg/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-6288248062498710518?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/6288248062498710518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=6288248062498710518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6288248062498710518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6288248062498710518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-sleepover.html' title='Easter Sleepover!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7oZ_ukp3yI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YOpsBfQZtFg/s72-c/IMG_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5875428185409052155</id><published>2010-03-30T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:51:43.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Color Wheel</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had the desire to throw flour at your friends and random people you don't know? How about if it was a rainbow of colors? AND there was sweet music playing too? If you answered yes to these questions WHY WEREN'T YOU AT THE FESTIVAL OF COLORS?! It was amazing this year. We got a big group to go THREE cars. Woo. We had my apartment-Mary :-( Our friend Jon, Ryan, Aaron, Cassie and Angilyn's sister, Amy. We got there and it was a mad house. It was crazy. Melissa and I were smart this year and wore goggles so we could see when there was just a cloud or flour in the air. It was crazy! even though I could see the cloud was so thick I could only see a couple people around me. Imagine trying to breathe during that....You can't. Before they throw they do some "deep breathing exercises" My swimmers lungs for sure helped out. We weren't even in the middle where it was SUPER intense. I don't have many before pictures because people were so excited to throw before but just imagine...my shirt was completely white before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHSe7N7FI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZOBovj8dQVM/s1600/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHRm-e5dI/AAAAAAAAA7E/DujDpbw4A4U/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHRaJR5cI/AAAAAAAAA68/2M4Iq_3Rp9Q/s1600/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHQCVi_JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8UCqvqaw9zg/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHQCVi_JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8UCqvqaw9zg/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454500439529815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHQ6iD4RI/AAAAAAAAA60/v3_ihjfzIng/s1600/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHQ6iD4RI/AAAAAAAAA60/v3_ihjfzIng/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454500454614688018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHQCVi_JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8UCqvqaw9zg/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHRaJR5cI/AAAAAAAAA68/2M4Iq_3Rp9Q/s1600/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHRaJR5cI/AAAAAAAAA68/2M4Iq_3Rp9Q/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454500463100683714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHRm-e5dI/AAAAAAAAA7E/DujDpbw4A4U/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHRm-e5dI/AAAAAAAAA7E/DujDpbw4A4U/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454500466545059282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHSe7N7FI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZOBovj8dQVM/s1600/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHSe7N7FI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZOBovj8dQVM/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454500481563749458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is after when you're trying to get it out of your hair... Here's a video of how much we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-17fc9072f65b6b17" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D17fc9072f65b6b17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48F6DE13BD67511F75F8F45B2139976C03EDB3B2.2B9D05E2F93290F0B92C7A6E6D77916807DDF892%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D17fc9072f65b6b17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCBoD1WxrLcnUuJHs3gxdVJWYEFs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D17fc9072f65b6b17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48F6DE13BD67511F75F8F45B2139976C03EDB3B2.2B9D05E2F93290F0B92C7A6E6D77916807DDF892%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D17fc9072f65b6b17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCBoD1WxrLcnUuJHs3gxdVJWYEFs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5875428185409052155?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5875428185409052155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5875428185409052155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5875428185409052155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5875428185409052155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/03/color-wheel.html' title='Color Wheel'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S7JHQCVi_JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8UCqvqaw9zg/s72-c/IMG_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-6542261688490963612</id><published>2010-03-27T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T10:27:06.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_vFH9YKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/UJycMbhxBco/s1600/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again Lauren and I went to Park City this time Aaron, Tea and Roberta came with us. Lauren and I took our time in Motherhood Maternity...her new favorite store. It is so fun to watch Lauren try on clothes. My sister has a rockin bod. She's pretty dang hot. But it's fun to try on the prego belly. they NEVER look real but they do look really funny. So Lauren and I goofed off a bit and it was fun. :-) I love Lauren. She's a pretty good sister. Also she brought a new meaning to the term "belly dancing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0efa6454b2e1dd8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0efa6454b2e1dd8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74F8CA1D475D81BD0355BA4D497BD3D54491050E.471CAC198C7BB47CF153A52B1E39D54C54BB6538%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0efa6454b2e1dd8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWJFFM2pHMnny144OKu2T3rTj5UI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0efa6454b2e1dd8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74F8CA1D475D81BD0355BA4D497BD3D54491050E.471CAC198C7BB47CF153A52B1E39D54C54BB6538%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0efa6454b2e1dd8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWJFFM2pHMnny144OKu2T3rTj5UI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_O37BORI/AAAAAAAAA50/906-m9PGl4M/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_O37BORI/AAAAAAAAA50/906-m9PGl4M/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453365723554461970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what else!!! I got a haircut! My hair is almost as short as my moms!!! CRAZY but I LOVE it. More pictures will come later but for now I only have one. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beforeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_u9d6TyI/AAAAAAAAA58/JwVMPBLm61M/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_u9d6TyI/AAAAAAAAA58/JwVMPBLm61M/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453366274798800674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER!!!!! LOVE IT THANKS JORDAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_vFH9YKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/UJycMbhxBco/s1600/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_vFH9YKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/UJycMbhxBco/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453366276854210722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_u9d6TyI/AAAAAAAAA58/JwVMPBLm61M/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-6542261688490963612?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/6542261688490963612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=6542261688490963612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6542261688490963612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6542261688490963612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/03/park-city.html' title='Park City'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S64_O37BORI/AAAAAAAAA50/906-m9PGl4M/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7447509631365607652</id><published>2010-03-22T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:48:54.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Herbie</title><content type='html'>Well Herbie died... He was our goldfish. He brought much joy to our lives. He enjoyed biting our fingers. Our favorite way to play with him was putting his bowl next to Undecided's (our beta) and watching Undecided get big and try to kill him. But there will be no more playing like that. :-( We will miss Herbie. But at least he had a proper funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ang and Laura extracting him from the bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAtlegKiI/AAAAAAAAA5s/u6_2z0E3uu8/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAtlegKiI/AAAAAAAAA5s/u6_2z0E3uu8/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451678500830325282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAs3kabDI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Wt_VXxqYMdU/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAs3kabDI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Wt_VXxqYMdU/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451678488507083826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ang Laura Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAsh7u5QI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-EfLIDx_xB4/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAsh7u5QI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-EfLIDx_xB4/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451678482699314434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt helping with the burial&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S6hAr5iTemI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nlOdqSA05FI/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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So last year I went to Date Date and &lt;a href="http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-weekend.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;is the post.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just tell ya how it went. I had one guy pick me up for the date. Then we talked before the whole thing started.&lt;br /&gt;Then date number 2 came. We had salad together then just talked.&lt;br /&gt;Then date number 3 came along with the main course. Lasagna and rolls and more salad&lt;br /&gt;Then date number 4 and dessert-Ice cream and brownies.&lt;br /&gt;And finally date number 5 we took a picture together with cheesy stuff and danced. Then he took me home.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures go in order of each date...well obviously Ang wasn't my date that was after we were done getting ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56Nm1nXoaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-hFn9Io1Tl8/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56Nm1nXoaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-hFn9Io1Tl8/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948297531629986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NmLs9cGI/AAAAAAAAA48/yC1V4kddYvM/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NmLs9cGI/AAAAAAAAA48/yC1V4kddYvM/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948286280790114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NarwEAtI/AAAAAAAAA40/upmTKeGiHK0/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NarwEAtI/AAAAAAAAA40/upmTKeGiHK0/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948088725308114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NaAQDhqI/AAAAAAAAA4s/zeBcxTNbunA/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NaAQDhqI/AAAAAAAAA4s/zeBcxTNbunA/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948077048333986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NZoSAdWI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Kx7OGBJw7W0/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NZoSAdWI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Kx7OGBJw7W0/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948070614070626" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NZBB0NYI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Dwf-D2JEAoI/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NZBB0NYI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Dwf-D2JEAoI/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948060077176194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NYsFLN4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Q3Wtk03-SgY/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56NYsFLN4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Q3Wtk03-SgY/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448948054454122370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have fun. It was as fun as last year. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an even happier note... I GOT A LETTER FROM MARCUS ELLISON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Marcus used to live in Port Orchard. Then he moved to Hawaii. Then apparently he moved to Oregon. Then we were in the same EFY group...awesome right? So now he's on his mission in Armenia and he gets back in May and I got a letter from him and I'm kinda excited. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7868816391583164405?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7868816391583164405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7868816391583164405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7868816391583164405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7868816391583164405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/03/date-date-revolution.html' title='Date Date REVOLUTION'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S56Nm1nXoaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-hFn9Io1Tl8/s72-c/IMG_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4405558313008195872</id><published>2010-03-02T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:52:42.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with AWESOME people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well this weekend was an adventure. I got to spend it with my roommates some friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Steve's birthday so we went to Pizza Pie Cafe and went and saw Invictus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332yCw1iI/AAAAAAAAA4M/-13JNd3ocWE/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332yCw1iI/AAAAAAAAA4M/-13JNd3ocWE/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444280045079156258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was funy apparently Steve used to ALWAYS make this face...I don't doubt it...Steve is the one in the middle smiling normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332a5aYKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qdLCu7Jv1FA/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332a5aYKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qdLCu7Jv1FA/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444280038865920162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to take a picture with the three of us and I guess Carrie didn't know so when he said something it kinda scared her...this is my new favorite picture&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332BzpghI/AAAAAAAAA38/-cvOrNqH1DY/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332BzpghI/AAAAAAAAA38/-cvOrNqH1DY/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444280032130859538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren's Birthday is this Friday so we went to Red Robin to get her free burger.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4331ponvFI/AAAAAAAAA30/UWN4q7k1tLc/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4331ponvFI/AAAAAAAAA30/UWN4q7k1tLc/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444280025642155090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we tried on some maternity dresses... The belly was really funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4331KpzdvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/RY_otOnW-4E/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4331KpzdvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/RY_otOnW-4E/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444280017325618930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For FHE this week we played broom hockey and ice skated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433P5RLYTI/AAAAAAAAA3k/p6ivRf9HE6E/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433P5RLYTI/AAAAAAAAA3k/p6ivRf9HE6E/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444279377003766066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433PH9mSNI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rsN8ZPTM1pY/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433PH9mSNI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rsN8ZPTM1pY/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444279363768305874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433OaGda7I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Nb9T0EnXqT4/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433OaGda7I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Nb9T0EnXqT4/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444279351457442738" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433N0CWc3I/AAAAAAAAA3M/hiVp4wn1Htg/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433N0CWc3I/AAAAAAAAA3M/hiVp4wn1Htg/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444279341239661426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my roommate Ang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433NX8SNuI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ox-bViXaLYM/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S433NX8SNuI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ox-bViXaLYM/s320/IMG_0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444279333698025186" 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/878466004986022693-4405558313008195872?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4405558313008195872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4405558313008195872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4405558313008195872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4405558313008195872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-with-awesome-people.html' title='Weekend with AWESOME people'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4332yCw1iI/AAAAAAAAA4M/-13JNd3ocWE/s72-c/IMG_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4470920853734211476</id><published>2010-02-23T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:49:00.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one down.</title><content type='html'>Well...The MTC has eaten another one of my friends. Jeremy goes in tomorrow and it's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;Now is the part where I tell you about my friendship with Jeremy and you skim over then just look at the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and I met December 2008 I was on a group date with Kennedy (my friend from work) and some of her friends. My date happened to be Richard someone I worked with at Cold Stone...made it a little weird. Plus I was already 18 so I was like...this is a super awkward experience. So we were on this group date where we played games and sardines and went caroling. It ended up being fun because he was super funny and we just kinda clicked. So after this date I didn't talk to him much because he was still in high school so that woulda been weird...almost a year later Kennedy brings him on a group date and once again we click and it's just awesome and fun and funny and then we actually keep talking this time. So we just started hanging out every once in a while we watched some high school musical movies and 17 again :-) good times. I went to his farewell on Sunday and he gave a wonderful talk and now he leaves tomorrow. :-( Not too excited about that one. But at least I can write him!&lt;br /&gt;He's going to be such an awesome missionary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pirate Island with Kennedy Megan and Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SE_3pZIoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mcIMiAgEwuo/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SE_3pZIoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mcIMiAgEwuo/s320/DSCN0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441620482574590594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corn Maze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFBR9qYjI/AAAAAAAAA2s/c4urh-hHKxE/s1600-h/DSCN9975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFBR9qYjI/AAAAAAAAA2s/c4urh-hHKxE/s320/DSCN9975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441620506818798130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolest group at the maze for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFAsMCFhI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Tuc7KCq4Yc8/s1600-h/DSCN9973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFAsMCFhI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Tuc7KCq4Yc8/s320/DSCN9973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441620496678524434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Jeremy at Wingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFCZkP3xI/AAAAAAAAA20/Dz7tOs496WY/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFCZkP3xI/AAAAAAAAA20/Dz7tOs496WY/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441620526039555858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our goodbye :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFDXmvBFI/AAAAAAAAA28/ZCsxUvwJKM4/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SFDXmvBFI/AAAAAAAAA28/ZCsxUvwJKM4/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441620542692983890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4470920853734211476?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4470920853734211476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4470920853734211476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4470920853734211476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4470920853734211476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-one-down.html' title='Another one down.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S4SE_3pZIoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mcIMiAgEwuo/s72-c/DSCN0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1224730963825061879</id><published>2010-02-17T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:38:24.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!!!</title><content type='html'>So for Valentines Day this year I had no Valentine...Surprise. BUT I did get to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday work was CRAZY busy but there was a dance Saturday night at my stake Center and it was AWESOME. and I hate dances... But I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I decorated Brendan's apartment to surprise Dahlia. I think we did a pretty good job but you can be the judge&lt;br /&gt;Monday I got to hang out with Kennedy (she's been off at college BYU-I) But we went to breakfast and it was pretty exciting. i miss KD :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZsvb-9hI/AAAAAAAAA2U/vTLQSGOMz_c/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZsvb-9hI/AAAAAAAAA2U/vTLQSGOMz_c/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439391443883849234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZaSGEQ8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/yfBHWsxdICs/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZaSGEQ8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/yfBHWsxdICs/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439391126769648578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Melissa and Carrie after decorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZaPWzUKI/AAAAAAAAA2E/zFDClIG22y8/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZaPWzUKI/AAAAAAAAA2E/zFDClIG22y8/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439391126034534562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bedroom...the mug is full of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZZrR6MeI/AAAAAAAAA18/nzxeI1unwEw/s1600-h/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZZrR6MeI/AAAAAAAAA18/nzxeI1unwEw/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439391116350337506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan and I waiting for the dance to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZZeCCJvI/AAAAAAAAA10/wR1LdMfrla8/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZZeCCJvI/AAAAAAAAA10/wR1LdMfrla8/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439391112794089202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eatin dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZYgictEI/AAAAAAAAA1s/80cS8Z2G0fw/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZYgictEI/AAAAAAAAA1s/80cS8Z2G0fw/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439391096287048770" 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/878466004986022693-1224730963825061879?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1224730963825061879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1224730963825061879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1224730963825061879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1224730963825061879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!!!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3yZsvb-9hI/AAAAAAAAA2U/vTLQSGOMz_c/s72-c/IMG_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8289113654828281784</id><published>2010-02-09T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:41:23.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Elder Farrer!</title><content type='html'>Another one of my friends is leaving for his mission. He goes in tomorrow. He came by today where I received and nice....handshake. Ha oh well he's already set apart we're not going to break the rules. But he is going to be an awesome missionary. He's a great friend and I'm going to miss him though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture was extremely awkward to take. He was so extremely stiff and it was weird... ha but oh well BYE NICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IOkcr2ntI/AAAAAAAAA1k/sBUuufpKWl4/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IOkcr2ntI/AAAAAAAAA1k/sBUuufpKWl4/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436423719527816914" 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/878466004986022693-8289113654828281784?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8289113654828281784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8289113654828281784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8289113654828281784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8289113654828281784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-elder-farrer.html' title='Goodbye Elder Farrer!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IOkcr2ntI/AAAAAAAAA1k/sBUuufpKWl4/s72-c/IMG_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8477998085136547054</id><published>2010-02-09T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:01:35.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets go fly a kite!!!</title><content type='html'>So today Megan and I decided to do something a little different when we hung out.... We didn't go see a movie. HAHAHA love it. Instead we went to lunch. CAFE RIO mmm. And I didn't get the pork salad I got coconut shrimp tacos they were actually super delicious. Then we went to the dollar tree. We walked up and down every aisle. We were searching for things for Garret. We got some sweet stuff but that's another blog. So we found some kites and Megan goes "if today is national kite flying day can we go fly a kite" I said "duh" So yesterday was kite flying day but we went and flew kites anyway. Now you should know it's not even windy haha So I'm thinking wow this will be just awesome. and it was it was just not windy at all. So we get some gelato from that Terra Mia place...so good. Then we were like "it's warm lets go to a park" So we get of the car with our gelato and it was too cold so we ate in the car then we got out and we found the perfect kite flying place and went at it. it was extremely awesome. They didn't stay up but it was super&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;Eatin and walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMZdVS74I/AAAAAAAAA1c/eI3Tu5SdGcc/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMZdVS74I/AAAAAAAAA1c/eI3Tu5SdGcc/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436421331699822466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO EXCITED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMY8oytuI/AAAAAAAAA1U/F3ssXMNQOrs/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMY8oytuI/AAAAAAAAA1U/F3ssXMNQOrs/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436421322923226850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gelato was green...pistachio so I had a green tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMYdQ5i1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/VN_lhJWtpdw/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMYdQ5i1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/VN_lhJWtpdw/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436421314501512018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMX_XxtiI/AAAAAAAAA1E/bmxg0iI2y9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMX_XxtiI/AAAAAAAAA1E/bmxg0iI2y9Y/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436421306477295138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah check out my sweet kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMXbX2r4I/AAAAAAAAA08/yJTDH5DwziE/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMXbX2r4I/AAAAAAAAA08/yJTDH5DwziE/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436421296813944706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT ISNT TOUCHING THE GROUND! SUCCESS&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMFzglcyI/AAAAAAAAA00/Ki3SX-bQGJk/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMFzglcyI/AAAAAAAAA00/Ki3SX-bQGJk/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436420994055369506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh I got the pink one. surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMFIxBQSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/RKgf4cWU8Q0/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMFIxBQSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/RKgf4cWU8Q0/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436420982581575970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMDxokaTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/l9gVxucuCkY/s1600-h/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMDxokaTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/l9gVxucuCkY/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436420959192246578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMDWtQtlI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ot6K62ggg3w/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMDWtQtlI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ot6K62ggg3w/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436420951964169810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These gliders are just about the COOLEST thing ever.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMC4CxTbI/AAAAAAAAA0U/hE0othnc5L4/s1600-h/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMC4CxTbI/AAAAAAAAA0U/hE0othnc5L4/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436420943732886962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Megan doing her round off...FYI i'm trying to sound like a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d937aab9c5f92b03" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd937aab9c5f92b03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F0DEAA600A9328F67F7640CB27DA9F5BA54A34A.27B9F35071ED6A727B0A711AAB4860A2CA11B740%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd937aab9c5f92b03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1Hkopc02EwacHZiQl4W92-uI7hc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd937aab9c5f92b03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F0DEAA600A9328F67F7640CB27DA9F5BA54A34A.27B9F35071ED6A727B0A711AAB4860A2CA11B740%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd937aab9c5f92b03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1Hkopc02EwacHZiQl4W92-uI7hc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-8477998085136547054?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8477998085136547054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8477998085136547054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8477998085136547054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8477998085136547054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-go-fly-kite.html' title='Lets go fly a kite!!!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IMZdVS74I/AAAAAAAAA1c/eI3Tu5SdGcc/s72-c/IMG_0342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8228041517532099523</id><published>2010-02-09T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:23:40.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roughin it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So bonfires have been a big thing lately! I went to the giant one. We had one for FHE. And then we had an unofficial ward one. Loved it. Ok fires kinda scare me but it's been ok. At the FHE one I actually roasted my own marshmallow. Something I have never ever done. Awesome right? Be proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian, one of my sons and his perfect marshmallow&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IEOfgD7rI/AAAAAAAAAyk/y1zdXnctLdI/s1600-h/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IEOfgD7rI/AAAAAAAAAyk/y1zdXnctLdI/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436412347210264242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy family.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IENOfJMVI/AAAAAAAAAyU/fcmqpm2DY9s/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IENOfJMVI/AAAAAAAAAyU/fcmqpm2DY9s/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436412325463142738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting out the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IEMeYpUVI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KgGMxC6nVhs/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IEMeYpUVI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KgGMxC6nVhs/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436412312550986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ward bonfire. It was really hard to roast because we had short sticks and the fire was more in the center of the fire....wow awesome sentence. BUT one of my sons Jason roasted mine for me. It was hot on his face so he turned his body around. We just thought it looked super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IELsALGFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2of00I65QA0/s1600-h/IMG_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IELsALGFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2of00I65QA0/s320/IMG_0326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436412299026569298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In other news...My roommates are men. Not really but they really enjoy fighting. Ang is in a self defense class so we often get to see how to protect ourselves. Yesterday we learned what to do if someone is making out with you and trying to push you further and you don't want it to go further... awesome. We also learned how to break free when someone is holding you from behind. Laura's statement "Now I want to get attacked so I can use this"...smart Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may look like Melissa is being attacked but she was picking on everyone else before&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IHJnS6TwI/AAAAAAAAAzc/wi0xIuiZe9k/s1600-h/IMG_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IHJnS6TwI/AAAAAAAAAzc/wi0xIuiZe9k/s320/IMG_0327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415561938128642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sucks for you.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IHJFGQTSI/AAAAAAAAAzU/mkXLsAEPL2c/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IHJFGQTSI/AAAAAAAAAzU/mkXLsAEPL2c/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415552758238498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead weight&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG39MBXZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/kyGFvq9XqWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG39MBXZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/kyGFvq9XqWQ/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415258577165714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG3eCSt7I/AAAAAAAAAzE/FcXNRZXv5ew/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG3eCSt7I/AAAAAAAAAzE/FcXNRZXv5ew/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415250214860722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa rocking Carrie to sleep...Melissa's a creep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG20tIdDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/7Vq9EckrHP8/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG20tIdDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/7Vq9EckrHP8/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415239120254002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74a2fc26277f0ca6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74a2fc26277f0ca6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80F6B95EDF31CA36BB9C305185EA6951D47586AD.55B9396AD33ACC1C99E30935292224441EFC33FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74a2fc26277f0ca6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOhbVMA-2u4LnagbXReoZJg1LZyY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74a2fc26277f0ca6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331219571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80F6B95EDF31CA36BB9C305185EA6951D47586AD.55B9396AD33ACC1C99E30935292224441EFC33FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74a2fc26277f0ca6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOhbVMA-2u4LnagbXReoZJg1LZyY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. They are weridos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG2M8bopI/AAAAAAAAAy0/kavaYbvtYgU/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG2M8bopI/AAAAAAAAAy0/kavaYbvtYgU/s320/IMG_0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415228447007378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG1k9aYMI/AAAAAAAAAys/82PA7vPxsq4/s1600-h/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IG1k9aYMI/AAAAAAAAAys/82PA7vPxsq4/s320/IMG_0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436415217713701058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And save the best for last. We were invited to a Relief Society dessert night. LOVED it. It was quite amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole table looked delightful. Fondu CookieBrownie things, Cake cookies, Pumpkin cookies, Brownies AND Ice cream cake.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IINDEEl_I/AAAAAAAAA0M/4LdvT5_phD4/s1600-h/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IINDEEl_I/AAAAAAAAA0M/4LdvT5_phD4/s320/IMG_0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436416720443316210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Fondu with all this yummy stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIEvSJ9bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ygAMbty97Sw/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIEvSJ9bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ygAMbty97Sw/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436416577694725554" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIEDns8lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yau6tXbp-JY/s1600-h/IMG_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIEDns8lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yau6tXbp-JY/s320/IMG_0297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436416565973938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura (my roommate) was a little excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIDmjbyBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jiIyiaoOr3I/s1600-h/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIDmjbyBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jiIyiaoOr3I/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436416558171408402" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIDPWZBuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rYAVqvXNpNA/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IIDPWZBuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rYAVqvXNpNA/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436416551942686434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want everyone to blow up this picture and look at Melissa's face she just looks so sad and lonely. LOVE HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IICqoWrvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ZV5uOJnjwxU/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IICqoWrvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ZV5uOJnjwxU/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436416542085918450" 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/878466004986022693-8228041517532099523?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8228041517532099523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8228041517532099523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8228041517532099523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8228041517532099523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/roughin-it.html' title='Roughin it!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IEOfgD7rI/AAAAAAAAAyk/y1zdXnctLdI/s72-c/IMG_0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-3491417540871450108</id><published>2010-02-09T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:53:57.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Melissa Kaye!</title><content type='html'>Well Melissa had her birthday a little bit ago. (ok like a week ago so just pretend this blog happened on her birthday)&lt;br /&gt;So Melissa's birthday was super fun. We went to Red Robin for dinner. yum. My favorite place. It always reminds me of Bend when I go there. Lauren and I went there like EVERYDAY before she moved to Provo. No joke. Then when I moved to Provo we went a lot. But then we discovered other Provo restaurants we love. We are total creatures of habit...&lt;br /&gt;BUT about Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa is TWENTY ONE!!! So old. :-) Kidding. I love Mels. I moved in with her August 2008. My first year living out of the house. She was the Relief Society President. Kinda intimidating. She's pretty perfect. She's someone to look up to. She is so active in church and when she was RSP she went above and beyond in her calling. She made everyone feel loved and like someone was excited they were there. She is now my room roommate which we were a lot apprehensive about but it's turned out to be fine....Melissa is super clean...and I'm not. But I've been decent since she's lived in here. She is still such a great role model. My parents love her the most out of all my friends/roommates. I LOVE YOU MELISSA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when Ang and I were shopping for Melissa's presents we came across something extra funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IBc23mztI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xVc0Dr7sJU8/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IBc23mztI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xVc0Dr7sJU8/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436409295466319570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN CUTLETS! Woo! I don't know how long this picture will be allowed to be on here to enjoy it now! This is just a joke because I always make fun of melissa and her 12 year old boy boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IBcQLl6dI/AAAAAAAAAx0/JQhtHIUXv2A/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IBcQLl6dI/AAAAAAAAAx0/JQhtHIUXv2A/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436409285081164242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 from last year. Melissa Carrie Me and Cassie&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA5wSNHiI/AAAAAAAAAxs/puZSzsPjLqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA5wSNHiI/AAAAAAAAAxs/puZSzsPjLqQ/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408692403412514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Ang 2 of my roommates now LOVE THEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA4xEKV7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/oxPck-pTm1o/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA4xEKV7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/oxPck-pTm1o/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408675433076658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're pretty much the same person in two bodies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA4W0e7aI/AAAAAAAAAxc/aW1JPV7k7jE/s1600-h/IMG_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA4W0e7aI/AAAAAAAAAxc/aW1JPV7k7jE/s320/IMG_0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408668387995042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us 3 tries to get this down. First one she did a funny face second time I did third times a charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA3tW3fRI/AAAAAAAAAxU/eO6a-2ir7cg/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IA3tW3fRI/AAAAAAAAAxU/eO6a-2ir7cg/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408657257921810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELISSA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-3491417540871450108?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/3491417540871450108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=3491417540871450108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3491417540871450108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3491417540871450108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-melissa-kaye.html' title='Happy Birthday Melissa Kaye!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S3IBc23mztI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xVc0Dr7sJU8/s72-c/IMG_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1341268307117780369</id><published>2010-02-02T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:42:52.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommates</title><content type='html'>So Carrie moved in again last week and we finally decided to go take roommate pictures. We went up to where I too Jourdan and Payne's engagements by the train...So the train is up the canyon...it was warmish in Provo but up the canyon is was FREEZING and there was tons of snow. Like up to our knees it was intense. So we got our friend Matt to take the pictures for us. We thought it would probably be a little awkward with Matt doing it for us but whatever it got done. :-) Here are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5cTbTY0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/mEde_keDb8o/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5cTbTY0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/mEde_keDb8o/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726477580591938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt Our Photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5Ye2aekI/AAAAAAAAAwc/_InK0dH4Xuo/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5Ye2aekI/AAAAAAAAAwc/_InK0dH4Xuo/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726411927616066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5X_xz7RI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_xSQp1m63PM/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5X_xz7RI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_xSQp1m63PM/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726403586813202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5XZXBZbI/AAAAAAAAAwM/qPkZyf5w2pY/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5XZXBZbI/AAAAAAAAAwM/qPkZyf5w2pY/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726393273902514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5CgOXAvI/AAAAAAAAAwE/hl6gQ4uzpdw/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5CgOXAvI/AAAAAAAAAwE/hl6gQ4uzpdw/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726034339365618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5CAsRceI/AAAAAAAAAv8/LDFSDAx9SqA/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5CAsRceI/AAAAAAAAAv8/LDFSDAx9SqA/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726025874895330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5BlQmbUI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Na1chW2XaMI/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5BlQmbUI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Na1chW2XaMI/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726018511072578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5BCFn0iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/qDcYeMfX_e4/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5BCFn0iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/qDcYeMfX_e4/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726009069785634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5AmBRITI/AAAAAAAAAvk/UibYNZuTcAg/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5AmBRITI/AAAAAAAAAvk/UibYNZuTcAg/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433726001535328562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also went to a giant bonfire... Imagine this... 100 Christmas trees Pallets 2 mattresses 1 couch. All being burned the fire was giant. I think it was bigger than my room. But it was awesome. And there were like 50 or more cars full of people. It was a wonderful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iAEjK22fI/AAAAAAAAAxE/75E4a4ILQFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iAEjK22fI/AAAAAAAAAxE/75E4a4ILQFQ/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433733766071114226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iAEP8YgYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/F_9Ef1_t-7s/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iAEP8YgYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/F_9Ef1_t-7s/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433733760910131586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iADqom3lI/AAAAAAAAAw0/K8Wcyvufgeg/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iADqom3lI/AAAAAAAAAw0/K8Wcyvufgeg/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433733750895074898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iADVPwuWI/AAAAAAAAAws/jIHQztyXNzc/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2iADVPwuWI/AAAAAAAAAws/jIHQztyXNzc/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433733745153718626" 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/878466004986022693-1341268307117780369?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1341268307117780369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1341268307117780369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1341268307117780369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1341268307117780369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='Roommates'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S2h5cTbTY0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/mEde_keDb8o/s72-c/IMG_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-3766790843744328622</id><published>2010-01-27T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:26:16.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You look like you have moldy tonsils"</title><content type='html'>Well I've been sick since a little bit before Christmas but it didn't really make me worry until a couple weeks ago. I couldn't swallow, it just hurt so bad. So finally last Thursday I went to the doctor. The doctor said "oh that looks like a nasty bacteria" and prescribed me some antibiotics. After a couple days of those I realized nothing was happening and parts of my sickness were getting worse. So I went back to the doctor on Monday where he finally did some tests. They drew blood and swabbed my throat. Yesterday I got the call where they told me I have mono. YUCK! I have the kissing disease! And it's not even from kissing. I guess my mom was right when she told me not to share drinks with people. Dang it! Next time maybe I'll actually listen to my mom's advice. :-) But I have it now so I just get to sit and hope I get better soon...AND hope it doesn't flare up at the worst time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is probably what my mouth looks like...maybe worse. i mean Laura did describe it as "moldy tonsils" Gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lib.uiowa.edu/Hardin/MD/pictures22/dent/mononucleosis163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.lib.uiowa.edu/Hardin/MD/pictures22/dent/mononucleosis163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than that fun adventure I've been having not much is going on in my life...&lt;br /&gt;Megan and I enjoyed a Zac Efron-athon... We watched High School 1 2 AND 3 then 17 Again. Amazing day.&lt;br /&gt;Claytin turned 1!!! What a big boy! Literally...Dahlia said he weighs 26 pounds...&lt;br /&gt;Melissa moved into my room so I no longer have my own room. i'm just glad it's melissa not some crazy person named Addie...I mean cough cough...&lt;br /&gt;Carrie moves in today! Woot Carrie is back...not sarcasm. I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;There's a GIANT bonfire in Salt Lake this weekend and I NEED to be healthy enough to go...or I will just make myself sicker but whatever I'm down. I really want to go so bad. It looks amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-3766790843744328622?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/3766790843744328622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=3766790843744328622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3766790843744328622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/3766790843744328622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-look-like-you-have-moldy-tonsils.html' title='&quot;You look like you have moldy tonsils&quot;'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-1353209918566262784</id><published>2010-01-12T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:19:31.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW EXTRA LARGE CLEAN BATHROOMS!</title><content type='html'>I went on a road trip to get away from Happy Valley for a few days and decided to head down to St George to see Ariel. :-) It was way fun. We went to her singles ward...it was...old. There were many balding men (Jourdan would have enjoyed it) and many ugly men...and women. I felt pretty in that ward. It was her first and last time at that ward. We also went Ice Skating on Monday. It was...awesome? It was cool because I didn't fall. I almost did but don't worry the wall caught me. Well we were there the missionaries were there too. We met a spanish missionary that is going to be Garret's best friend I decided. Elder Arturo or something. We watched the Proposal...twice. And we just had fun and laughed. :-) I enjoyed my vacation but had to come back to the reality of Provo because work beckons me.&lt;br /&gt;Also I decided I want to live in Salt Lake next fall...I know Lauren is going to hate it but I really want to be closer to LDSBC if I'm going to continue going there. Jourdan and I are looking for apartments and stuff so hopefully we'll find something good and cheap...well same price as Raintree. If we can't find something we like we're going to move the Branbury where we get single rooms and full size beds with HD TV's for only 280 per month...sooo that could be very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the title of this is one of the signs I read on my drive...not random... funny though right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is posed.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XlW3UZuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8Xwr7mWfmrk/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XlW3UZuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8Xwr7mWfmrk/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426089425355695842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah can't do this on the ice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01Xk4VgTPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zXuNSUAlFlU/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01Xk4VgTPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zXuNSUAlFlU/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426089417160805618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this temple is BEAUTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XkusysXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/q0EghUTStCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XkusysXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/q0EghUTStCQ/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426089414574125426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my contact in my eye...stuck with glasses for the rest of my life.&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XkOcRXeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4okQBDoICaY/s1600-h/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XkOcRXeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4okQBDoICaY/s320/IMG_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426089405914897890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XjkC-UDI/AAAAAAAAAu0/ls-J6khrpZk/s1600-h/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XjkC-UDI/AAAAAAAAAu0/ls-J6khrpZk/s320/IMG_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426089394534502450" 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/878466004986022693-1353209918566262784?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/1353209918566262784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=1353209918566262784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1353209918566262784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/1353209918566262784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-extra-large-clean-bathrooms.html' title='NEW EXTRA LARGE CLEAN BATHROOMS!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S01XlW3UZuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8Xwr7mWfmrk/s72-c/IMG_0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8500603194454390813</id><published>2010-01-08T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:31:28.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding time once again</title><content type='html'>So our fridge was getting pretty packed with wedding invites over the past month or so. Thankfully they're starting to get married so we can take them down. Today my friend Jordan got married. She is now Mrs. White. So cool! I'm so happy for her. Next week I have another 2 friends getting married...on the same day! But Jordan ended up inviting me to the luncheon and the temple to take some pictures. It was fun to be able to see how happy and beautiful she was. :-) I love you Jordan...and Payne White!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My FAVORITE picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNGntWW1I/AAAAAAAAAuE/T0Mn3TkQ8U8/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNGntWW1I/AAAAAAAAAuE/T0Mn3TkQ8U8/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424529789813152594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd Fav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNF8oCy6I/AAAAAAAAAt8/UZ58uhKRarM/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNF8oCy6I/AAAAAAAAAt8/UZ58uhKRarM/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424529778248174498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love...editing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNFWI0SFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/vVfgKmIUUlA/s1600-h/back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNFWI0SFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/vVfgKmIUUlA/s320/back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424529767916652626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNEwstBLI/AAAAAAAAAts/Cfx6s1B2M0c/s1600-h/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNEwstBLI/AAAAAAAAAts/Cfx6s1B2M0c/s320/boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424529757866624178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit. look at her ring...So so so Jordan and Payne picked it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNEcdHW2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/MMRqdsdla68/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNEcdHW2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/MMRqdsdla68/s320/flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424529752432532322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me Jordan and Katrina&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNxtqNY_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/VdvTO_033hc/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNxtqNY_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/VdvTO_033hc/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424530530144969714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNxL25GBI/AAAAAAAAAuc/p47oJiltpV0/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNxL25GBI/AAAAAAAAAuc/p47oJiltpV0/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424530521071360018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNwszKHKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ZjyX-qEeU60/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNwszKHKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ZjyX-qEeU60/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424530512734198946" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNwCe1NpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/uaifQyGd5Jk/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNwCe1NpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/uaifQyGd5Jk/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424530501374654098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so everyone knows I wore Vans to the wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNyIM2nDI/AAAAAAAAAus/27k1sfduuQA/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNyIM2nDI/AAAAAAAAAus/27k1sfduuQA/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424530537269599282" 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/878466004986022693-8500603194454390813?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8500603194454390813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8500603194454390813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8500603194454390813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8500603194454390813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/01/wedding-time-once-again.html' title='Wedding time once again'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/S0fNGntWW1I/AAAAAAAAAuE/T0Mn3TkQ8U8/s72-c/IMG_0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2335035833950823379</id><published>2010-01-06T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:34:10.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW TOY!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I lost my camera somewhere between the Honolulu airport and the Salt Lake Airport last time I remember having it was in the Honolulu airport but who knows what happened to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for Christmas I received a nice present in my stocking....a sticky note that said "camera" so...I was like...cool? But turns out it was ordered and on it's way. Well today I got my camera and I'm SUPER excited. I love it already. It's red and has a red case...not my favorite color but whatever it's still awesome. It's a Canon Powershot SD780 IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/canon-powershot-sd780-is-digital-elph-camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 231px;" src="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/canon-powershot-sd780-is-digital-elph-camera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's BEAUTIFUL. I love it. I LOVE it. I've been playing with it for the past hour and I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE it. :-) Thanks Santa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2335035833950823379?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2335035833950823379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2335035833950823379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2335035833950823379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2335035833950823379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-toy.html' title='NEW TOY!!!!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5154319815237169267</id><published>2010-01-03T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T04:07:42.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes People Leave...</title><content type='html'>Well the end of the semester and the year brought some good things and some sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go home for a weekend and party with Jessica, Garret, Tyler, Nick, Rachel, Sarah, and Liz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was home I taught the twins how to throw whipped cream into your mouth...a hard but tasty and messy task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Mt. Bachelor Ward Christmas party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Lauren and Bryan Ringo and convinced them I was engaged. (even with a fake ring...awesome right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends moved home...or left on missions...or got married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Jourdan Satterfield&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Bodily&lt;br /&gt;Garret Brendlinger&lt;br /&gt;Nick Farrer&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Roundy&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy Bryce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah it just makes me a little sad that they're all gone. But hopefully I can break out of the box and make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember last year when I didn't have many friends. I'm hoping that doesn't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5154319815237169267?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5154319815237169267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5154319815237169267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5154319815237169267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5154319815237169267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-people-leave.html' title='Sometimes People Leave...'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7575157377299033750</id><published>2009-12-30T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:50:01.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Gone...</title><content type='html'>Well 19 years of work has lead up to a wonderful blessing for my best friend Garret Brendlinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garret and I met my senior year of high school when he moved to Bend from Tracy, Califorina. We were pretty awesome friends from the start...at least I'd like to think so but honestly we weren't really good friends because I was dating Vince so we all know what I was like then... yuck. So Garret and I were in choir together and we spent a lot of time together because he was one of the few Mormon kids in my age group. At the end of the school year we went our separate ways. I moved to Provo and he stayed in Bend before starting school in the Fall at BYU-Idaho. I don't remember what our relationship was like over the summer but in the Fall we grew closer to each other. I visited him a few times up there and we pretty much because best friends....over text because we never saw each other. I saw him 3 times when he was in Idaho and it was awesome to be able to see him. We spent plenty of times talking...one time we sat there and talked (yes just talked) for 12 hours. That's a long conversation right? Well Garret left Idaho and I stayed in Provo. I've gone back home a couple times since he's been home to visit but we still talked almost every day through texts and occasional phone calls. One day Garret and I made a list of everything we have in common..it was a pretty long list just a few...Birthday (his is july 16 mine the 17) glasses prescription, family placement, and how ironic that I can't think of any others...but trust me there are some. He thought we were so alike that we were "Soul Brother and Sister" :-) Awesome right? One day when my roommate found out how close our birthday's are and she said "Adrienne you two are meant to be friends...You guys were so close in heaven that you couldn't be seperated on earth. You had to leave as soon as soon as you could!" So pretty much we're awesome best friends. We tell each other everything and we aren't afraid of hurting feelings because we have the understanding that we don't mean to be mean. I hope that while he's gone I will be able to survive without a best friend like him. And i really hope when he gets back we can pick up where we left off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is... my best friend is leaving for two years to a mission where I won't have the pleasure of writing him...Provo, Utah. I'm way sad that he's leaving. Right now I feel extremely broken up because I'm sad that he's gone but so happy that he did it. There were a few trials along the way but in the end he made it and now he's leaving...in less than an hour he'll be pulling up to the MTC. He just barely called me and said "Well....I just wanted to say hi...and bye..." then we had a short 2 minute conversation and he said "well hurry and hang up before this gets awkward" :-) what a funny person he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garret will be an amazing missionary.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Soul Brother :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQFROSKI/AAAAAAAAAs8/j7jfuVINv2M/s1600-h/DSCN1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQFROSKI/AAAAAAAAAs8/j7jfuVINv2M/s320/DSCN1542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421102774623291554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my Idaho Trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQ5UNJkI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qwKX-pTH8Xo/s1600-h/DSCN9683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQ5UNJkI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qwKX-pTH8Xo/s320/DSCN9683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421102788594443842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last time I saw him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQUnXUeI/AAAAAAAAAtE/3ikbZxHi-eU/s1600-h/DSCN9670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQUnXUeI/AAAAAAAAAtE/3ikbZxHi-eU/s320/DSCN9670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421102778742690274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same day...different restaurant...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugRCgS0II/AAAAAAAAAtU/Higj4YqSU50/s1600-h/DSCN9685+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugRCgS0II/AAAAAAAAAtU/Higj4YqSU50/s320/DSCN9685+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421102791061065858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made him a missionary bear named GarBear for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugRpY1-QI/AAAAAAAAAtc/1BoyhmRedFA/s1600-h/IMG_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugRpY1-QI/AAAAAAAAAtc/1BoyhmRedFA/s320/IMG_0973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421102801498798338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well the real Garret will be here in just half an hour. :-)&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/878466004986022693-7575157377299033750?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7575157377299033750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7575157377299033750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7575157377299033750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7575157377299033750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/12/hes-gone.html' title='He&apos;s Gone...'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SzugQFROSKI/AAAAAAAAAs8/j7jfuVINv2M/s72-c/DSCN1542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-8693071122349727675</id><published>2009-11-29T11:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:09:01.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week in Paradise</title><content type='html'>Well....as most of you know...since it's only my family that ever reads this...I just spent 9 days in Hawaii. Lets just say it was AMAZING. I think everyone should go at least once in their life. But trust me once you go once you'll want to go again...and again and again. I don't think I will ever get enough. I'm excited when we go as a WHOLE family in a couple years. It will be so good when I have Lauren with me. She always makes trips more fun. But it was so good. I'll try to remember what we did everyday but we packed the trip full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Nov 20&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 515ish AM to drive to the LA Flight at 7.&lt;br /&gt;Got to LA about 9. Get completely lost. That is a giant airport I kid you not. Never fly though there with more then one airline.&lt;br /&gt;Fly out of LA at 11ish.&lt;br /&gt;Get to Portland at 2ish Meet up with Mom Dad and Carmen&lt;br /&gt;Wait until 5ish for our flight to Hawaii. The Portland Airport is set up so ALL the food is outside of security. So when Carmen Mom and I got hungry we had to leave the security area but don't worry we were efficient and only brought the necessities with us and left everything else with Dad. Somehow it still took mom forever to get through security....Someone needs to get her velcro shoes I think that's what takes her longest.&lt;br /&gt;11 PM Hawaiian time land in Hawaii. Don't worry it was the longest flight of my entire life. AND they smelled "fumes" in the front and we had to land as fast as possible. But we're alive. It was so cool they had these dudes in astronaut suits come and check our plane. Dad also got us seats in the VERY back. Ok second to the back row but it was bad enough. Behind us were some girls and their mom. The girls would not stop complaining about every little thing.&lt;br /&gt;In Hawaii we got our car named "Boawser" Boswer for short. And we drove to our hotel. This one wasn't that nice. Mom and Dad had their own room and Carmen and I shared the sofa bed. We also had nice size kitchen for a hotel and the bathroom was pretty big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 21&lt;br /&gt;We all woke up starving. And we woke up at like 7:30 because we were 3 hours behind our normal time zone. The rest of the family were only 2 hours. But we woke up pretty early and we were all sooooo freaking hungry. We asked the person at the desk where there best breakfast was. They directed us to Mac 24/7. Where we learned that they have 14 inch pancakes that were featured on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFPDJPWqtW8&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Travel Channel&lt;/a&gt;.  So super expensive but super delicious. If you ever go to Oahu make sure you go to this place for breakfast. It will last you at least two days. :-) We got Mac Nut Pineapple and Coconut Pancakes. They also came with coconut syrup AND maple syrup. But you didn't need much because the pancakes had so much flavor to them. After we'd filled ourselves up with pancakes our day went a little something like this&lt;br /&gt;11-2ish driving up the coast to Laie&lt;br /&gt;2ish-4ish Looking at the Laie temple which is closed for major renovations. EVERYTHING. It's pretty much a skeleton&lt;br /&gt;4-9ish PCC where we got to tour a couple of the Polynesian islands. we also enjoyed a luau DELICIOUS food and the show "&lt;a href="http://www.habreathoflife.com/"&gt;Ha the Breath of Life&lt;/a&gt;" which was super good. Kinda reminded me of Star Child. Haha only the songs weren't as cheesy and you couldn't see the mic's attached to their heads. :-)&lt;br /&gt;After the PCC we drove back to our hotel and slept for a only a few hours&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;We woke up finished up our pancakes. (Between four people and two days they were done)&lt;br /&gt;Went to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Flew to The Big Island&lt;br /&gt;On the Big Island we got our new car. A Jeep Wrangler Unlimited. NEVER get one of these. They are so hard to drive so annoying the backseat isn't even remotely comfortable. No arm rest no place to rest your head it was just not fun for us.&lt;br /&gt;We went to our villa next at Wikaloa Village. The hotel didn't provide wi-fi for everyone. It was only in the lounge and by the pool but our villa was across the street from the pool so we got it in there :-) Our neighbors learned that they could get it too.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at the nearby mall and then returned home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think typing this is getting too boring so I'll just put pictures and say what they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOCAoyIwI/AAAAAAAAArk/HSmuiliHglE/s1600-h/DSCN1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOCAoyIwI/AAAAAAAAArk/HSmuiliHglE/s320/DSCN1205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442223700124418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in the airport for our flight to Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOBgeBQAI/AAAAAAAAArc/u9LtnGN_yuo/s1600-h/DSCN1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOBgeBQAI/AAAAAAAAArc/u9LtnGN_yuo/s320/DSCN1206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442215065042946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOBSFTG5I/AAAAAAAAArU/1Myq_VDnLFY/s1600-h/DSCN1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOBSFTG5I/AAAAAAAAArU/1Myq_VDnLFY/s320/DSCN1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442211203259282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving our Condo for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOA1_k05I/AAAAAAAAArM/MtFnNH_CpLE/s1600-h/DSCN1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOA1_k05I/AAAAAAAAArM/MtFnNH_CpLE/s320/DSCN1232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442203663061906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place we stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOAMB6ITI/AAAAAAAAArE/prIBEzVT8gI/s1600-h/DSCN1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOAMB6ITI/AAAAAAAAArE/prIBEzVT8gI/s320/DSCN1220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442192398557490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNpH3VFUI/AAAAAAAAAq8/EPbfFI29EzQ/s1600-h/DSCN1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNpH3VFUI/AAAAAAAAAq8/EPbfFI29EzQ/s320/DSCN1223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411441796143453506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with our MacDaddy Pancake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNo_obdfI/AAAAAAAAAq0/gHVWPJuQB4M/s1600-h/DSCN0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNo_obdfI/AAAAAAAAAq0/gHVWPJuQB4M/s320/DSCN0568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411441793933473266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful clear skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNoS1lsxI/AAAAAAAAAqs/qtg-LNfzYvk/s1600-h/DSCN0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNoS1lsxI/AAAAAAAAAqs/qtg-LNfzYvk/s320/DSCN0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411441781909074706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom got us flowers for our hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNn2vxZFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/xXgJaeGwLVM/s1600-h/DSCN0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNn2vxZFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/xXgJaeGwLVM/s320/DSCN0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411441774368482386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soooo windy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNnoMMiFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZggdyLOuQsM/s1600-h/DSCN0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlNnoMMiFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZggdyLOuQsM/s320/DSCN0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411441770461169746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blowhole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMyFwkTRI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IiNyfewxmSA/s1600-h/DSCN0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMyFwkTRI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IiNyfewxmSA/s320/DSCN0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440850685414674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family in front of Laie temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMxne2vCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mkjx4QMJtIQ/s1600-h/DSCN0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMxne2vCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mkjx4QMJtIQ/s320/DSCN0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440842558061602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The asked who was celebrating their anniversary and had them dance. My parents were celebrating their temple anniversary :-) So cute. Had to force dad to dance though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMxN4-dMI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vnzFzPDAohM/s1600-h/DSCN0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMxN4-dMI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vnzFzPDAohM/s320/DSCN0734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440835688297666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMwtSa6mI/AAAAAAAAAp8/oLV2oqYXaHI/s1600-h/DSCN0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMwtSa6mI/AAAAAAAAAp8/oLV2oqYXaHI/s320/DSCN0745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440826936650338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMwJ5CoEI/AAAAAAAAAp0/V0oIKEjGWE8/s1600-h/DSCN0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlMwJ5CoEI/AAAAAAAAAp0/V0oIKEjGWE8/s320/DSCN0748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440817434959938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bowser&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO6LeJa-I/AAAAAAAAAsU/o7RYUcymd2o/s1600-h/DSCN1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO6LeJa-I/AAAAAAAAAsU/o7RYUcymd2o/s320/DSCN1471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443188680977378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Airport again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO73DnStI/AAAAAAAAAs0/i9iZ7e9jZec/s1600-h/DSCN1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO73DnStI/AAAAAAAAAs0/i9iZ7e9jZec/s320/DSCN1517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443217560718034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCEAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO7USibMI/AAAAAAAAAss/I0EY93gocHg/s1600-h/DSCN1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO7USibMI/AAAAAAAAAss/I0EY93gocHg/s320/DSCN1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443208228072642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian Sunsets are as beautiful as people say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO7J2afRI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ocmdViuQzXs/s1600-h/DSCN1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO7J2afRI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ocmdViuQzXs/s320/DSCN1496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443205425757458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO6nYJTuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/q9ZSQuYYlXE/s1600-h/DSCN1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlO6nYJTuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/q9ZSQuYYlXE/s320/DSCN1519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443196171996898" 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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOhSxsYaI/AAAAAAAAAsM/iNVJ9Vnvmac/s1600-h/DSCN0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOhSxsYaI/AAAAAAAAAsM/iNVJ9Vnvmac/s320/DSCN0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442761145278882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOg2kNFvI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gD0bla1tzgo/s1600-h/DSCN0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOg2kNFvI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gD0bla1tzgo/s320/DSCN0767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442753572509426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look it's Hawaii&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOgcuwW1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/_Iym5eXRsJI/s1600-h/DSCN0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOgcuwW1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/_Iym5eXRsJI/s320/DSCN0820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442746637441874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOf9_MH2I/AAAAAAAAAr0/sj4z7qINDEg/s1600-h/DSCN0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOf9_MH2I/AAAAAAAAAr0/sj4z7qINDEg/s320/DSCN0823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442738384871266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOfcPBKOI/AAAAAAAAArs/ed26i1T8yW4/s1600-h/DSCN0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOfcPBKOI/AAAAAAAAArs/ed26i1T8yW4/s320/DSCN0848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411442729324456162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FULL cart. 200 dollars later we ate almost all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more later. Or you can just look at my facebook pictures...&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/878466004986022693-8693071122349727675?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/8693071122349727675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=8693071122349727675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8693071122349727675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/8693071122349727675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/11/well.html' title='A Week in Paradise'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SxlOCAoyIwI/AAAAAAAAArk/HSmuiliHglE/s72-c/DSCN1205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4807800879046374837</id><published>2009-11-09T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:21:10.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa's Mom</title><content type='html'>So lets just say Melissa has a pretty cool mom. She sends Mels random packages. And they usually have pretty sweet stuff in it. This package had AWSOME socks in it. I got to pick first it was sweet. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc4VCLmxI/AAAAAAAAApA/WSMKYj03NsM/s1600-h/socks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc4VCLmxI/AAAAAAAAApA/WSMKYj03NsM/s320/socks3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402169875819633426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's Mary Me Laura Ang Melissa. I was taking the picture and a little distracted so my feet don't look as good as everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc4OUORKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/XNkRPVhHglI/s1600-h/socks2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc4OUORKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/XNkRPVhHglI/s320/socks2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402169874016257186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc36mO0lI/AAAAAAAAAow/vkM3xzmQ7Ng/s1600-h/socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc36mO0lI/AAAAAAAAAow/vkM3xzmQ7Ng/s320/socks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402169868723081810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What cute socks we got! Thanks Melissa's Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Mom I'd love it if you sent me random packages :-) Or you can just send me to Hawaii :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Hawaii. 11 days until I enjoy the tropical sunsets and put my feet in the soft sand with my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-4807800879046374837?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4807800879046374837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4807800879046374837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4807800879046374837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4807800879046374837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/11/melissas-mom.html' title='Melissa&apos;s Mom'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Svhc4VCLmxI/AAAAAAAAApA/WSMKYj03NsM/s72-c/socks3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-5859555858084399815</id><published>2009-11-04T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:26:48.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a beautiful morning.</title><content type='html'>Today I realized that the weather does have an effect on my mood. I woke up at 9 to the sun blaring in my window. My first reaction was "that was a way funny dream" then I put my mask on and went back to bed. But at 10 I woke up and I looked out my window and realized "what a beautiful day" then I got up. I showered. And now I'm on to homework. What a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope when it gets dull and white outside I can still wake up happy. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-5859555858084399815?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/5859555858084399815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=5859555858084399815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5859555858084399815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/5859555858084399815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-what-beautiful-morning.html' title='Oh what a beautiful morning.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7842116481655217194</id><published>2009-11-02T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:39:44.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweeeeeeeen</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend was pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went to the stake dance. It was pretty sweet! There were way more people there this year than last year. There was even a mechanical bull! SWEEEEEET&lt;br /&gt;This year was super exciting because we went as the 7 deadly sins. Awesome right? And I'm so surprised it turned out really well. Now as you guessed it is time for pictures&lt;br /&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F2wPK6SI/AAAAAAAAAmY/yfjCZWj7vYA/s1600-h/DSCN0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F2wPK6SI/AAAAAAAAAmY/yfjCZWj7vYA/s320/DSCN0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399681653948475682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aubs getting ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F2foJh5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/_wXSW_aBqFo/s1600-h/DSCN0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F2foJh5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/_wXSW_aBqFo/s320/DSCN0790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399681649489840018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6 girls getting ready in one room...good thing our closets are mirrors&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F1zcUVPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/SIdPcmyKAFE/s1600-h/DSCN0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F1zcUVPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/SIdPcmyKAFE/s320/DSCN0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399681637629056242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You need more blush"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F1prWCyI/AAAAAAAAAmA/NCFi5DpXVOA/s1600-h/claytin.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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F1prWCyI/AAAAAAAAAmA/NCFi5DpXVOA/s320/claytin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399681635007728418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claytin is the cutest little thing ever!&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F1EhjA1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/dvYAyhXlwv0/s1600-h/group1.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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F1EhjA1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/dvYAyhXlwv0/s320/group1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399681625034523474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone from left to right.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie-Pride Me-Greed Melissa-Envy Angilyn-Gluttony Ariel-Wrath Emily-Lust Aubrey-Sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-HwCNsoKI/AAAAAAAAAno/7E8qstBDgac/s1600-h/enpri1.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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-HwCNsoKI/AAAAAAAAAno/7E8qstBDgac/s320/enpri1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399683737538306210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Envy and Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-HvfE4BlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1S2_xQZb_No/s1600-h/me+confused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-HvfE4BlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1S2_xQZb_No/s320/me+confused.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399683728106063442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had no idea how a greedy person would pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-HvFH_d1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/W0Wf4EkbfsY/s1600-h/me+clay2.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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-HvFH_d1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/W0Wf4EkbfsY/s320/me+clay2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399683721139812178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claytin LOVED the jewelry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-Hu7IcqjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/k_P7452x0fQ/s1600-h/DSCN0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-Hu7IcqjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/k_P7452x0fQ/s320/DSCN0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399683718457371186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my favorite part of my outfit. I made a bow out of my fake money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IVAYqFaI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rX9CxWz7E1U/s1600-h/pride2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IVAYqFaI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rX9CxWz7E1U/s320/pride2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684372702565794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUzed1fI/AAAAAAAAAoI/oSSb2sBsYXs/s1600-h/sloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUzed1fI/AAAAAAAAAoI/oSSb2sBsYXs/s320/sloth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684369237267954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUsFCstI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fLL4lVlC8IA/s1600-h/gluttony3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUsFCstI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fLL4lVlC8IA/s320/gluttony3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684367251583698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gluttony.... LOVED HER BUTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUehC7qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KW3nGjn_gp8/s1600-h/envy2.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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUehC7qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KW3nGjn_gp8/s320/envy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684363610943138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mels looked hottttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUEw57gI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vs_NnEIHHHc/s1600-h/evny3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-IUEw57gI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vs_NnEIHHHc/s320/evny3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684356698140162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously look at her. What a beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-I6a0_t4I/AAAAAAAAAoY/HoTKjVdpqZo/s1600-h/wrath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-I6a0_t4I/AAAAAAAAAoY/HoTKjVdpqZo/s320/wrath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399685015455905666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G3AtESkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/esnp2dbvcCI/s1600-h/DSCN0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G3AtESkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/esnp2dbvcCI/s320/DSCN0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682757880465986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mechanical Bull. This is my friend Niko riding it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G2mRbqtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/hzMsQXnv8nA/s1600-h/DSCN0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G2mRbqtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/hzMsQXnv8nA/s320/DSCN0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682750785235666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my friends Brian riding the bull.&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the dance was seeing how creative other people were. Here are a few of the awesome costumes we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G2KHhrWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ku7SfOJAgzY/s1600-h/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G2KHhrWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ku7SfOJAgzY/s320/DSCN0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682743227493730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tetris pieces...seriously awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G1nlimNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/2QxI6jbrRm0/s1600-h/DSCN0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G1nlimNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/2QxI6jbrRm0/s320/DSCN0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682733958142162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They did all fit together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G1RZ0sBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oO9_rTkJ_2M/s1600-h/DSCN0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-G1RZ0sBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oO9_rTkJ_2M/s320/DSCN0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682728003416082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously who would have thought of this "God's gift to Women" funny people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday was pretty good too. Not as much fun. But still fun. i went to work and dressed up. I wore the Cave  Woman outfit from Jazz Choir a couple years ago. It seems to work well. Amazingly my hair mostly stayed teased the whole shift. I just looked a little funny because I had to have a headband on to keep my hair contained. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-Hvv6FAFI/AAAAAAAAAng/vXM2sKPYzJA/s1600-h/DSCN0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-Hvv6FAFI/AAAAAAAAAng/vXM2sKPYzJA/s320/DSCN0805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399683732624179282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday night I went and spent some time with my friend's Hayley and Niko (Nick). We went to South Jordan and we met Hayley's parents and then we went to the Stepfather. Seriously scary movie... But it's good. I thought it was so funny but Hayley's dad had Nick write his name on a shotgun shell. So once they left I took a picture of it... It's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-Jvl8YIrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ZNmvtf4KrjE/s1600-h/DSCN0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-Jvl8YIrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ZNmvtf4KrjE/s320/DSCN0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399685928972722866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-JvOaUfWI/AAAAAAAAAog/3hj0vRVzSWs/s1600-h/DSCN0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-JvOaUfWI/AAAAAAAAAog/3hj0vRVzSWs/s320/DSCN0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399685922655862114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-7842116481655217194?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7842116481655217194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7842116481655217194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7842116481655217194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7842116481655217194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloweeeeeeeen.html' title='Halloweeeeeeeen'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/Su-F2wPK6SI/AAAAAAAAAmY/yfjCZWj7vYA/s72-c/DSCN0793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-4274685220765544970</id><published>2009-10-29T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:24:34.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPPING! and some Visiting Teaching.</title><content type='html'>So my sister's and I got to go to the outlet mall in Park City. It was AWESOME! I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;I spent a total of 27.?? dollars and I got 3 tank tops (Old Navy) 2 pairs of shorts (Gap) and one SUPER adorable dress (Liz Claiborne)&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 2 dollar tank tops 1 1 dollar tank top, 2 2 dollar pairs of shorts and a 10 dollar dress. Can you tell I'm super excited about it?&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun too because we got to go together and Clay wasn't even fussy most of the time. But just so you know he does get EXTREMELY heavy. But he's still super super cute. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at pictures from when he was a newborn... so not as cute at current Clay. He's just turning out to be such a cutie pie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SunPr1hb_UI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zjCbQApG-Do/s1600-h/DSCN0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SunPr1hb_UI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zjCbQApG-Do/s320/DSCN0787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398073980388900162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to do my Visiting Teaching and the lesson for this month was AMAZING. I loved it.  Some of my favorite quotes were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elder Neal A. Maxwell (1926–2004) of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;em&gt;Reserved&lt;/em&gt; by the Lord for this time, [the rising generation] must now be &lt;em&gt;preserved&lt;/em&gt; … and &lt;em&gt;prepared&lt;/em&gt; for their special moment in human history! They have been &lt;em&gt;held back&lt;/em&gt; to come forth at this time, but now they need to be &lt;em&gt;pushed forward&lt;/em&gt; to meet their rendezvous. …&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “Youth are not unlike prospective converts. There are those critical moments when their souls begin to tilt—toward the Lord or away from Him. These moments of decision cannot always be created, but when they occur, they must not be wasted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like about this one is it says the rising generation and being single it's hard to relate the whole "be a good mother" lessons to my girls but my roommate Angilyn pointed out that we are the rising generation. So it's not saying we just need to help our children and nurture and raise them but we need to do that with our friends, boyfriends, spouses, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;President Gordon B. Hinckley (1910–2008):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “Never forget that these little ones are the sons and daughters of God and that yours is a custodial relationship to them, that He was a parent before you were parents and that He has not relinquished His parental rights or interest in these His little ones. … Rear your children in love, in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. Take care of your little ones. Welcome them into your homes, and nurture and love them with all of your hearts. They may do, in the years that come, some things you would not want them to do, but be patient, be patient. You have not failed as long as you have tried”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't have a good lesson without something from our beloved Prophet Gordon B. Hinckley so I threw this one in. And I love the end. "You have not failed as long as you have tried" When we were talking in RS on motherhood it was brought up that motherhood is a super scary thing. I know I'm scared to raise a child. But this is just a nice quote. If you nurture and love them and be patient they'll be fine. And even though they may go astray we have not failed as long as we have tried. So don't worry Mom you're not a failure. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last one I enjoyed talked a little on what nurture means. &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie B. Beck, Relief Society general president:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “To nurture means to cultivate, care for, and make grow. … Nurturing requires organization, patience, love, and work. Helping growth occur through nurturing is truly a powerful and influential role bestowed on women”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Something else that was brought up is it is built into us to be mothers. It's a scary thing but we have the nurturing gene built in. Kinda cool!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/878466004986022693-4274685220765544970?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/4274685220765544970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=4274685220765544970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4274685220765544970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/4274685220765544970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-and-some-visiting-teaching.html' title='SHOPPING! and some Visiting Teaching.'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SunPr1hb_UI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zjCbQApG-Do/s72-c/DSCN0787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2594893840466334767</id><published>2009-10-27T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:27:37.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotionals Can Be Inspiring</title><content type='html'>Today I had the privilege and blessing of being able to listen as Brother Andrew S. Hogan gave a wonderful devotional on overcoming mental illness. He is an author of two books today he spoke on one. It is called Bipolar Disorder: 5 Steps to a More Peaceful Life.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SudUAmx6IDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5KOd9d_8MjE/s1600-h/Brother+Hogan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SudUAmx6IDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5KOd9d_8MjE/s320/Brother+Hogan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397375047813439538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.byubookstore.com/ePOS/form=robots/item.htmlitem_number=1-932597-50-6&amp;amp;store=439&amp;amp;design=439#&lt;br /&gt;It's a book that I would probably recommend to everyone because it doesn't have to be about mental illness you can relate it to any obstacle or addiction in your life. Brother Hogan is someone who has suffered with Bipolar disorder that started about 10 months into his mission. He did a lot of crazy stuff. He made a lot of jokes and turned a serious subject into something light and easy. He said "Everyone wants to know what it's like to go crazy but no one ever wants to ask you lucky few get to know without asking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His 5 Steps are&lt;br /&gt;1. Identify&lt;br /&gt;2. Authorize&lt;br /&gt;3. Understand&lt;br /&gt;4. Control&lt;br /&gt;5. Heighten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just a couple things he said that stood out to me are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some obstacles are easy to identy- Ask yourself, "Do I have an addiction, even to something harmless like music?" because this may be a surface symptom of a deeper problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ignore surface symptoms dig deeper. He told a story about a boy that had a headache so the mom gave him some medicine and then told her son to go to bed. When he woke up he still had the headache. Instead of telling him to take more medicine she decided to take him to the doctor. After an exam the doctor determined that the cause of the headache was a small sponge stuck up the child's nose! The problem wouldn't have been solved if the mom had just thought she could solve the problem with some medicine when it was nothing related to needing medicine for a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Authorize yourself to have the weakness. Don't just ignore it or pretend it isn't there. Tell yourself it's ok and you do have the problem and allow for adjustment. He related this to his golf game and said he always would hit it to the right and be way off. He acknowledged his problem and proceeded to turn his body and then he would hit it straight...most of the time. He said "If life is gold do we have a weakness that effects out game" Until we make the authorization others can only watch. They will not be able to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to understand the obstacle and ourselves. We can not proceed until we know what is happening. Others may not understand but we can help them understand. People may see our weakness as darkness but that may be because they do not understand what is happening to us. We need to be willing to understand our obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take control. Pay attention to what triggers our problem. If it is a problem like pornography avoid things that would invite impure thoughts. When he was first starting he would notice when he was starting to not think straight and he would have to take more medicine. Sometimes he wouldn't have his medicine with him and he would experience extreme difficulty. In relation to boating, our rudder to keep us going the right direction is Christ and prayer. That is all we need to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final one is heighten. We need to rise above our problem. From where we are it may seem like our dreams are gone and hidden but if we rise above we will be able to see our dream more and more clearly as we rise higher and higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that stood out to  me was "The obstacles we experience are tough but our spirits are stronger and have the power to get us through anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed his devotional as much as I did. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-2594893840466334767?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/2594893840466334767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=2594893840466334767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2594893840466334767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/2594893840466334767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/10/devotionals-can-be-inspiring.html' title='Devotionals Can Be Inspiring'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SudUAmx6IDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5KOd9d_8MjE/s72-c/Brother+Hogan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-6050068989039045515</id><published>2009-10-20T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:48:34.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a weeks time</title><content type='html'>In just a week so much can happen in my life. I don't even understand how it happens. Remember last year when I did NOTHING? Well this year is completely opposite. I rarely make it to bed before midnight because I'm with my roommates or someone else.&lt;br /&gt;I worked Wednesday night with Kennedy. It was super fun even though I hate working nights. If you've never been in Kara's this is what we do when we aren't selling chocolate and this is what we sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cKX-U4cI/AAAAAAAAAho/TFu624E-Sy0/s1600-h/DSCN0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cKX-U4cI/AAAAAAAAAho/TFu624E-Sy0/s320/DSCN0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394780368196133314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some delicious truffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cJiNNQ5I/AAAAAAAAAhg/8Wpt1g8Scho/s1600-h/DSCN0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cJiNNQ5I/AAAAAAAAAhg/8Wpt1g8Scho/s320/DSCN0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394780353763034002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more delicious truffles plus caramels and creams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cJC4vdEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/FKdowfZE6oQ/s1600-h/DSCN0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cJC4vdEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/FKdowfZE6oQ/s320/DSCN0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394780345355695170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sell this way cute apron. But beware when the maniquin is wearing it "you can see the sides of her breasts"- Barbra, one of the older women that works at Kara's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cIY_i5PI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/n07NfjkFB8g/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cIY_i5PI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/n07NfjkFB8g/s320/DSCN0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394780334109943026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kennedy tried it on too.&lt;br /&gt;After work we went to Pirate Island. Our new favorite place. We enjoyed a nice big pizza. This time we were joined by Jeremy and his brother. Kennedy's friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dXY65dSI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wzYXqDiyLLg/s1600-h/DSCN0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dXY65dSI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wzYXqDiyLLg/s320/DSCN0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394781691300115746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dW7c1JvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/TF2k8sz8g3I/s1600-h/DSCN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dW7c1JvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/TF2k8sz8g3I/s320/DSCN0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394781683389376242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy was super excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dWa3bnKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/VqZMEeeiR1I/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dWa3bnKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/VqZMEeeiR1I/s320/DSCN0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394781674642578594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza was delicious&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dV4ZZqNI/AAAAAAAAAhw/lBRujMWaReg/s1600-h/DSCN0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dV4ZZqNI/AAAAAAAAAhw/lBRujMWaReg/s320/DSCN0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394781665389816018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy and Megan bonded some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewinding a big on Monday we had a wonderful FHE. We went to Bro. Moulten's parents house. It was beautiful. They had a sweet tandem bike which many enjoyed while the boys played basketball. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dYKB4duI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Zp_P2NadMcI/s1600-h/DSCN9995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4dYKB4duI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Zp_P2NadMcI/s320/DSCN9995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394781704482748130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eag-y07I/AAAAAAAAAiw/d9eNT7Ai8o4/s1600-h/DSCN9997.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eaDJQMQI/AAAAAAAAAio/23iBSd_IwY8/s1600-h/DSCN9987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eaDJQMQI/AAAAAAAAAio/23iBSd_IwY8/s320/DSCN9987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782836505981186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eZnnC5HI/AAAAAAAAAig/tNNrjOG4Y0I/s1600-h/DSCN9989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eZnnC5HI/AAAAAAAAAig/tNNrjOG4Y0I/s320/DSCN9989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782829114745970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eY6EO5HI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AIun9hwgWuE/s1600-h/DSCN9984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eY6EO5HI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AIun9hwgWuE/s320/DSCN9984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782816889136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After FHE Laura went to the store and got these delicious Mango licorice things they were SOOOOO good. We even shared one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4ebOj3nII/AAAAAAAAAi4/V72bxA50rsE/s1600-h/DSCN9996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4ebOj3nII/AAAAAAAAAi4/V72bxA50rsE/s320/DSCN9996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782856750275714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I wasn't so into the idea...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eag-y07I/AAAAAAAAAiw/d9eNT7Ai8o4/s1600-h/DSCN9997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4eag-y07I/AAAAAAAAAiw/d9eNT7Ai8o4/s320/DSCN9997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782844515177394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But we needed an awesome picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel came to visit! Reunited with Jason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mJH4CMkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PjpOqUOmkjE/s1600-h/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mJH4CMkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PjpOqUOmkjE/s320/DSCN0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394861710555361858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how beautiful she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mI24QgsI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YwtFqujab0g/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mI24QgsI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YwtFqujab0g/s320/DSCN0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394861705992897218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They cuddled on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mIccnlVI/AAAAAAAAAjA/l2Tw3bPnHaE/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mIccnlVI/AAAAAAAAAjA/l2Tw3bPnHaE/s320/DSCN0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394861698897646930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And on Sunday we went on a nice picnic up the canyon it was sooooo beautiful. It was super exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mKIMKtjI/AAAAAAAAAjg/J-PKz8188ds/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mKIMKtjI/AAAAAAAAAjg/J-PKz8188ds/s320/DSCN0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394861727819675186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mJgYjvuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KTNOrExbN64/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5mJgYjvuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KTNOrExbN64/s320/DSCN0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394861717134229218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nUmbZ45I/AAAAAAAAAkI/Oe2GdMCuHyY/s1600-h/DSCN0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nUmbZ45I/AAAAAAAAAkI/Oe2GdMCuHyY/s320/DSCN0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863007246967698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nUZdyG8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/lhlMewAXXoU/s1600-h/DSCN0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nUZdyG8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/lhlMewAXXoU/s320/DSCN0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863003767282626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nTygC9LI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z8uQGnhbQco/s1600-h/DSCN0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nTygC9LI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z8uQGnhbQco/s320/DSCN0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394862993307792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nTeG7MRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zlgUt_KbLuA/s1600-h/DSCN0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nTeG7MRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zlgUt_KbLuA/s320/DSCN0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394862987833717010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nSwxpW1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/rYrX5VB0ALo/s1600-h/DSCN0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nSwxpW1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/rYrX5VB0ALo/s320/DSCN0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394862975664872274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n1bNGnbI/AAAAAAAAAkw/raffpcaxNi0/s1600-h/DSCN0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n1bNGnbI/AAAAAAAAAkw/raffpcaxNi0/s320/DSCN0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863571169877426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n0636sVI/AAAAAAAAAko/5pmG0szJ7sk/s1600-h/DSCN0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n0636sVI/AAAAAAAAAko/5pmG0szJ7sk/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863562491081042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n0sbqoxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/AbjmuLVKL-c/s1600-h/DSCN0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n0sbqoxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/AbjmuLVKL-c/s320/DSCN0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863558614491922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Squaw Peak after and took pretty pictures....we also creeped on this couple that was making out! AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n0HF9LyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YuaxPxFG4O4/s1600-h/DSCN0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5n0HF9LyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YuaxPxFG4O4/s320/DSCN0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863548591320866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nz37PhGI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/WmJvmvsK_1c/s1600-h/DSCN0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5nz37PhGI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/WmJvmvsK_1c/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863544519853154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also I found the pictures from before Kurt left! What a cutie! I miss this kid already. I do find myself going to text him then I realize he won't get it....sad day right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5oFUNzvdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/0P2nA3sEvck/s1600-h/DSCN0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5oFUNzvdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/0P2nA3sEvck/s320/DSCN0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863844171693522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5oE_fVhDI/AAAAAAAAAk4/T7ZZ1DciZiM/s1600-h/DSCN0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St5oE_fVhDI/AAAAAAAAAk4/T7ZZ1DciZiM/s320/DSCN0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394863838608065586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/878466004986022693-6050068989039045515?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/6050068989039045515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=6050068989039045515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6050068989039045515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/6050068989039045515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-weeks-time.html' title='In a weeks time'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/St4cKX-U4cI/AAAAAAAAAho/TFu624E-Sy0/s72-c/DSCN0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-7819857119833859744</id><published>2009-10-12T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:11:42.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which way is out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday I had the wonderful opportunity of going on to the Crazy Corn Maze in West Jordan. It was really fun. They had a haunted one and a normal one. The haunted maze wasn't really a maze just something you walk through. Things would jump out and scare you and what not and I for sure screamed a few times. The ones with chain saws were pretty scary. Especially the one that had it and was swinging it at our legs... Was it really trying to cut our legs off? Not cool. There was one room that was totally black with white masks. All of a sudden a part of the wall jumped off. SUPER SCARY. (It was a person...not the wall falling) I think the worst one was one where this thing with a mask with nasty teeth was growling at me. It got up like way close to my face and wouldn't stop growling. Then I said "will you please stop growling" and he got closer and barked. I jumped so high and probably peed my pants. Oh this was a roommate date. And little did I know my date was as scared of this thing as me. He did not seem very excited to do it at all. But we survived the haunted part. Then we went on to the regular one. We didn't understand that you were supposed to find each of the numbers and get a stamp.... so we just went though and got lost. It was really fun spending time outside of work with Megan and Kennedy. All in all a wonderful date. Great people. Great activity. Great fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiInDx6wI/AAAAAAAAAgo/w7yFc9Jkwu0/s1600-h/DSCN9964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiInDx6wI/AAAAAAAAAgo/w7yFc9Jkwu0/s320/DSCN9964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391761078955928322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group&lt;br /&gt;Top Row: Me Jesse Creepy Thing Megan Kelly (Kurt's Cousin) and his date&lt;br /&gt;Bottom Row: Neil Dani Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiJACsV_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/jTupvAzWUiI/s1600-h/DSCN9973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiJACsV_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/jTupvAzWUiI/s320/DSCN9973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391761085662255090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group in the maze Nathan Jesse Me Megan Kennedy Jeremy&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiJjAGMCI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8Xm4b90S0Vk/s1600-h/DSCN9969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiJjAGMCI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8Xm4b90S0Vk/s320/DSCN9969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391761095046606882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesse not cutting through  the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiKCf65aI/AAAAAAAAAhA/yS_N-q7MvgM/s1600-h/DSCN9974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiKCf65aI/AAAAAAAAAhA/yS_N-q7MvgM/s320/DSCN9974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391761103501583778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they like to skip and link arms&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiKnBZyCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HTzOr6Yg0_Y/s1600-h/DSCN9976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiKnBZyCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HTzOr6Yg0_Y/s320/DSCN9976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391761113305696290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite Kara girls in the entire world! I love them&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/878466004986022693-7819857119833859744?l=adriennebone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/feeds/7819857119833859744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=878466004986022693&amp;postID=7819857119833859744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7819857119833859744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/878466004986022693/posts/default/7819857119833859744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennebone.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-way-is-out.html' title='Which way is out?'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10813275374941997732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/TR6A8YIJHxI/AAAAAAAABDU/_lllPHsZ7EM/S220/IMG_0807.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/StNiInDx6wI/AAAAAAAAAgo/w7yFc9Jkwu0/s72-c/DSCN9964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-878466004986022693.post-2880193616810955174</id><published>2009-09-20T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:07:20.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairs Birthdays and some David A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbsIhTR-ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_GMMkNu5JhM/s1600-h/DSCN0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbsIhTR-ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_GMMkNu5JhM/s320/DSCN0704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750035690355090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Jourdan and I went to the park and watched a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbsICXDCiI/AAAAAAAAAgY/MURQz3fVyxk/s1600-h/DSCN0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbsICXDCiI/AAAAAAAAAgY/MURQz3fVyxk/s320/DSCN0702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750027384654370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jourdan decided she was a Gangster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbsHqdvl_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/RJWtBo8mqyQ/s1600-h/DSCN0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbsHqdvl_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/RJWtBo8mqyQ/s320/DSCN0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750020970289138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made the slutty kissy face...Jourdan used her regular one...that was slutty enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrfhlYjwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ow5Cz7eoZLk/s1600-h/DSCN0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrfhlYjwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ow5Cz7eoZLk/s320/DSCN0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749331391647490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kidnapped Jourdan at 630 AM to take her out to breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrfLSzYbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qiYd224PqqM/s1600-h/DSCN0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrfLSzYbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qiYd224PqqM/s320/DSCN0731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749325408133554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa is a little crazy in the mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbregNIfvI/AAAAAAAAAf4/byghnC4ulbg/s1600-h/DSCN0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbregNIfvI/AAAAAAAAAf4/byghnC4ulbg/s320/DSCN0728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749313841626866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and played with Herbie and Lil Wayne at the duck pond...they didn't like us much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbreAdXCPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PzX0K70VO-8/s1600-h/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbreAdXCPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PzX0K70VO-8/s320/DSCN0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749305319753970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a picnic at the pond&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrdrF6EvI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zkzYpOwENNA/s1600-h/DSCN0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrdrF6EvI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zkzYpOwENNA/s320/DSCN0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749299584242418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan loved his Fruit Roll Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrIF3PZhI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fk4-14BmIRc/s1600-h/DSCN0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrIF3PZhI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fk4-14BmIRc/s320/DSCN0797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748928813360658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mima and Papi has a 60th Wedding Anniversary&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrHijqCHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/lyqWyYiKNFY/s1600-h/DSCN0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrHijqCHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/lyqWyYiKNFY/s320/DSCN0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748919335979122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look so happy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrHJKqiSI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/s3XwvJDHjpQ/s1600-h/DSCN0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrHJKqiSI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/s3XwvJDHjpQ/s320/DSCN0802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748912520268066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay looks like a Boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrGnco2bI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QTqixQiD4qY/s1600-h/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbrGnco2bI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QTqixQiD4qY/s320/DSCN0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748903468849586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqmhvkJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/JaKiKFtTPJs/s1600-h/DSCN0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqmhvkJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/JaKiKFtTPJs/s320/DSCN0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748352181806946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jourdan laughed when her date got scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqmGdTySI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Q-rv0gS-YWI/s1600-h/DSCN0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqmGdTySI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Q-rv0gS-YWI/s320/DSCN0788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748344857479458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode the ferris wheel&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqlT0fnoI/AAAAAAAAAew/fCDj5n8uyzk/s1600-h/DSCN0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqlT0fnoI/AAAAAAAAAew/fCDj5n8uyzk/s320/DSCN0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748331264515714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MET DAVID ARCHULETA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqkyNfwnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7xYZkHG6KCI/s1600-h/DSCN0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqkyNfwnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7xYZkHG6KCI/s320/DSCN0784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748322242577010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup pretty much&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqkhT-45I/AAAAAAAAAeg/Lo1WQi5zIpY/s1600-h/DSCN0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbqkhT-45I/AAAAAAAAAeg/Lo1WQi5zIpY/s320/DSCN0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383748317706380178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest animal ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPgal6D0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lWtun8lcu7A/s1600-h/DSCN0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPgal6D0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lWtun8lcu7A/s320/DSCN0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718560369086274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the poop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPf1bE95I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jeNueHKGaCE/s1600-h/DSCN0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPf1bE95I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jeNueHKGaCE/s320/DSCN0782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718550391551890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided Jourdan belonged there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPfaoeKuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YaNYYZ7cQEA/s1600-h/DSCN0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPfaoeKuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YaNYYZ7cQEA/s320/DSCN0771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718543199972066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent thought he was strong&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/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPes1aQOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X3Xf0BIq1p0/s1600-h/DSCN0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPes1aQOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X3Xf0BIq1p0/s320/DSCN0753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718530906210530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thought they'd be cool and walk with another family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPeRPkZKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zzf6ns3otHo/s1600-h/DSCN0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPeRPkZKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zzf6ns3otHo/s320/DSCN0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718523499734178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest Cow ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPD_inYdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9wQxec8SAZg/s1600-h/DSCN0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPD_inYdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9wQxec8SAZg/s320/DSCN0749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718072071184850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were BEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPDWywpsI/AAAAAAAAAdo/7VJg7ucCzHM/s1600-h/DSCN0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPDWywpsI/AAAAAAAAAdo/7VJg7ucCzHM/s320/DSCN0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383718061133047490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHARKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPC1GkT-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/yMwRESrb81k/s1600-h/DSCN0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBLgqGtrKEM/SrbPC1GkT-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/yMwRES
