tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31876686298920657502024-02-20T05:32:15.322-08:00Mert's MemoirsJessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-1768925061041086932011-03-20T13:24:00.000-07:002011-03-20T14:26:45.482-07:00FINALLY!<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;">Sometimes I like to think I'm really crafty and handy. This is one of those times. For a while now I have been wanting to paint my kitchen cabinets, just never had the guts to do it. Me and Steph would ALWAYS talk about it, we were both chickens. ha. So I took the plunge and did it. And I must say I'm quite proud of myself, I can be quite the handyman :). </span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:130%;">BEFORE:</span> </span></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">(don't mind all the shiz on the counters, it was under construction.)<br /></span></div></span></strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264785366834434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNv5jZJaCY8gV2weUhL3lyMVKfVFimhe678_DWBT3FHWo_Gi-x6hSRi0Jw0Ymd6CriwkiDjLXR824XXKnH7gPpPNbZUGnxLQoBq2tVFymWcG6ukzE6yCoV9ARHpBHcN4jtTA_us_iQI3uY/s320/088.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264788529025426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb3WxdSwF1QYOpYEJDqgwnZ3bxZ4Mru__oTpTGxR_jtK1EYLz1nBanjMPOZ6B2NKv9NYAEAqMyl3Fr-1E1ApE2OTbY4r-R7BatxdJ_GYkV3RQYr98-YL_u7UAG0tVThuwuQQ8YdVxGqnP0/s320/090.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586261938143061410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjwtFQORvXvosHy2z8t_nZKD-kfy5uVMmahTn91QiKxTegyEP2g7RURDB31Ozht7Lpsu3VOmyYLUiWQLQNk5_91ZmzVGNV-5DvI01ZBm6Oo9x8nWhiezsjQNg8KrxaGOStJgzkphDYSCEe/s320/089.JPG" /></span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:130%;">DURING:<br /></span><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264793025907778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojOyTAubFzvzJBg7flA8-LH_ETfukrbY1k-nblEBIj9Nr9DqW2QRQOGzC16Ncdwrj8HXijsyo6aZilrIHZ03sbXZz2Ei-KLuBUGJlheFCO33eLppaBhsXD2oUnty9RkV7Q9gHPexdUXvx/s320/096.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586269686275997778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCXsUIFs0AtxYX3Nqk6Em_VlTgihRjb9vbeJkg0UEO8Vk-IPCfdzswS0k_me25t6HfHbnM9ZvYJ61xlP6_6Y-izAezriumM4M9_fxzQCUmOIQbuwZ48Ctn10V_MrNmDLJkNScOE0pbJodo/s320/093.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586269678690080386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBHkyiWN6xkTxDDBTMZ7rd_nWm4DGMcFXHeXT8hr5PTewEPYhSbOb62wD-eSSpH6PqXZNVcQnTzOxFn-SGZQBY58ffnkP9Ja-Ww1Vrqry5y29Bd-agHrZZiZDPI4pIyna3oyr2wozXBy9/s320/102.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586269667199361586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgerQWwyn3k-SJlRBAiU-W9Jl_zzYbEkdlSTc5MmxQYEZebRByog_yXrj6y1sNFzuK31jwpnrfwDOR8B_i1QTpHryNAlY1tcoXUwIhNPxu4hX3EcUdgjFcW8zGmdjMeqptkKqQ150D6EbBb/s320/091.JPG" /></span></span></strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>AFTER:<br /></strong></span><br /></span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586271760952643058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFcVqqUQTh6QPl5VAm4ONAPQ3ZvaI_XU9Edbn9tgsCd_dqv8OPrlOJe-SWFMAHqYBOjeSOFRbdql6UvAbTqD60rNRy82Nccd2mggtlYBapsQYVlKxbnTAMPKN5_VxAPHSA8H8qSwIbX3Vj/s320/116.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586273900111514226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMoAkCv7_ClHcw2smqRsBoWMzKc6HQD_VzYZ93xsHUzCbEsrhRVXgH78oR0Wk6_vR0FV-SM5GfWBUO43umxWoEsleT3oYbT5jcWkQgLyMYQSi8m1Kbc7Buq69u6eOf4a8L7Mp1iIWuAcGk/s320/106.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586271779386298818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwcGpRK4cZnsTGkn9amrZPo5ZChgdv79cln2cW-N8AiN4CPN0vFWLbKpMLVRXNxFTKxtqaIskWC4Bh0_J3q_eD_RtYTuKMlZn_64kfly5vJYU82ONPCTVaGR6NQ5c23dcUk0DN1bxj3NX/s320/115.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586271773033002434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuhspS3xGLUQNp6SystoY1RbKEfyZDZHm5t58-gYulOanXFj_uTBX5WKk9TbOUK7AOgcHZsjQGNbKclFHU-n0psxUkzISxkI-x34AdY-ms7rCLfXdfLQ0P6-GOX51OzW8i-v5x-8si0Ym/s320/117.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264807099065570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaAu2GxyrEpoz9TpecwkhWsnwg4je6Xo-aVHfM74sZfJI6ebH1cluRmRJC14LMHsAOBJ3JAOOHePFCnyLzp1LFmf809rBwX1Ra5cdSa9VHJ13YasyD8yMichkwELWklmo2U4pSKNrPbuNj/s320/114.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586271768714428194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-SzJi3XYXsbAsCofi-A4DII4vFPAwVjHxiVIXY2vRXxW9JZJKnENR1YWO6aFtUPlosuD7axjuAaY2RURKEtQZ87xOUV0FtazmNizfweVwymNQZ-HfdwVYyq7Hq29XmrjmarD-zD6iFdN/s320/120.JPG" /></span> Not too shabby, eh? I'm pretty proud of myself, especially for not knowing what the heck I was doing. One day when I'm rich and famous I'll have all matching appliances. But hey, it works for now. K Steph, now it's your turn! haha</span></span></strong><br /></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-11336504223099418042010-12-12T14:44:00.000-08:002010-12-12T14:48:55.026-08:00Happy holidays<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha613Z4V8m0H6Y4HfGLZPan6ZghGVISrCBP9Q-Cd-CTt7gyGUaXuk3eniUXpE5XZsZ6tBUq3rMfhzv1metv0FbfroAH4Lf9gMumllKHdJq8dgq_jsyrUMOEbWupl3Dy0HivI3Q4wIx2O7V/s1600/CIMG0768.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549931207821129682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha613Z4V8m0H6Y4HfGLZPan6ZghGVISrCBP9Q-Cd-CTt7gyGUaXuk3eniUXpE5XZsZ6tBUq3rMfhzv1metv0FbfroAH4Lf9gMumllKHdJq8dgq_jsyrUMOEbWupl3Dy0HivI3Q4wIx2O7V/s320/CIMG0768.JPG" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><strong>Merry Freaking Christmas Blogger World. </strong></span><br /><br /><br /></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-34259418285192465432010-02-20T10:21:00.000-08:002010-02-20T11:06:36.417-08:00Yes, I'm still alive blogger world...<div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440401205855447314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIgi9dCB93_2tsWi9DfvnnBaHp6mENswSGtAFZ5DHmnxx580s0Z57UTP0g5dAonhyBm03WfkB8gW2apvBTCRcUJHDfamCE8fwUrWVmK-C-A5k7syIMLXE6X7ZnwkWtF7aYQanOBRZFAIw7/s320/NEW+CAMERA+009.JPG" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Dad's new ride.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440401218478180962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Okbwww11JcwGXsHK_UWdbUw00W4PyCZE44Cz95Dx6hRyXf2ycs_kvETLX8DBrA_4hszD01TfPZIqO-b7qp2RzXjjm-ZTf0WbCz1kzsNR32ojtP9eDkosuZFFRep0lxCgVRXp1WnJcZ0d/s320/NEW+CAMERA+007.JPG" />Momma keeping us company while I do hair.<br /></span><span style="color:#663300;"><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUu3QYLnSA-L_0ah5nhJZmpPFdRUmiF60YCYZ3hxzdD0zTMpyYd8tX_QHmA-ob0dUR60HQXX_G9G4oLdGxg-NrxDeWK5ukcpaOPX68380Fk3MYj3Fs52Iq7mT8xPA9DEj_Pzb5tEp4rDXw/s1600-h/NEW+CAMERA+001.JPG"><span style="color:#663300;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440401196901107522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUu3QYLnSA-L_0ah5nhJZmpPFdRUmiF60YCYZ3hxzdD0zTMpyYd8tX_QHmA-ob0dUR60HQXX_G9G4oLdGxg-NrxDeWK5ukcpaOPX68380Fk3MYj3Fs52Iq7mT8xPA9DEj_Pzb5tEp4rDXw/s320/NEW+CAMERA+001.JPG" /></span></a><span style="color:#663300;"> Don't I look so happy? haha. But i did come home to steak and potatoes. mmm..<br /><br /><br /></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0q1AgYv-94atPOAF-DMlpOzpDLwLz-NGpBR7w6fSdEYQy3ePXvu0IryF7IzUNMJ99xgFAUSlsSsuWdExy0DAlR215naDY_Zmn0JpjwJcHSlKgoboJleigTYTwhKcU1x5G2dtYBJK7bON/s1600-h/NEW+CAMERA+008.JPG"><span style="color:#663300;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440398130780313698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0q1AgYv-94atPOAF-DMlpOzpDLwLz-NGpBR7w6fSdEYQy3ePXvu0IryF7IzUNMJ99xgFAUSlsSsuWdExy0DAlR215naDY_Zmn0JpjwJcHSlKgoboJleigTYTwhKcU1x5G2dtYBJK7bON/s320/NEW+CAMERA+008.JPG" /></span></a><span style="color:#663300;"> Me and My Dad is his new toy. That's what he got for Valentine's day. Spoiled much?<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvPiUGSwN_nnJp6iqnjlVm0QFLdYQfGLHirv-MMi38Cs9-OS8iT2CWyxYTaWq1tZybMqMu63oi0hpDJ2V2rH6IMJZR8e-6xE8zGlBrzMbe4jX_j7o-BA3QHKdJg4668Ly8VvHnqubhFgF/s1600-h/NEW+CAMERA+006.JPG"><span style="color:#663300;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440398122942564466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvPiUGSwN_nnJp6iqnjlVm0QFLdYQfGLHirv-MMi38Cs9-OS8iT2CWyxYTaWq1tZybMqMu63oi0hpDJ2V2rH6IMJZR8e-6xE8zGlBrzMbe4jX_j7o-BA3QHKdJg4668Ly8VvHnqubhFgF/s320/NEW+CAMERA+006.JPG" /></span></a><span style="color:#663300;"> Taking care of Vicki's nappy roots.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic1ZCizvnStoD4nb5N9Gezca5R0IiBj7WmR0EgNJaW1yLirx1ZV27KLiaHSXhpNvNJoRGImwTg9rL8zwMUjjA62POB2KZZCnPPSwLAcUWlDj3V-Ca2M67IzZl8XNBuwHM3SDsGNmR9q_62/s1600-h/NEW+CAMERA+005.JPG"><span style="color:#663300;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440398115556260930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic1ZCizvnStoD4nb5N9Gezca5R0IiBj7WmR0EgNJaW1yLirx1ZV27KLiaHSXhpNvNJoRGImwTg9rL8zwMUjjA62POB2KZZCnPPSwLAcUWlDj3V-Ca2M67IzZl8XNBuwHM3SDsGNmR9q_62/s320/NEW+CAMERA+005.JPG" /></span></a><span style="color:#663300;"> Me and Daddy-O<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440398109999026978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPcpBsOeayR57jNEznSMYjMyoolRhWPMrjp_IgcO8lCgYQCCzk8r_5-PbdS6GDYIPsGmtd8GbbBDRXKDy7Of0u-D4SWaRKSmbkym77GZ3q45mRmnRs_0-IWursYMrQ2ltDlfxJ1JzNZ8y/s320/NEW+CAMERA+003.JPG" /><br /></span><div><div><span style="color:#663300;">Serioulsy I don't even know why I have a blog anymore..4 months inbetween posts is a little ridiclous. And I'm not even going to say I'm going to try to blog more cause lets face it that's not going to happen. Anywho, I won't try to catch you up on what's been happening the last 4 months, hoildays were good, all I do is work, which is good, blah blah blah. So this past weekend I went home to work at the flower shop. (For those of you who didn't know before I moved to Cedar I worked at Flowers by Michelle and loved every second of it.) Anywho, I was the holiday help, along with Katie who also used to work there but lives in Reno now. It was SO much fun! I miss that job so bad. But at least I can still go back and work sometimes. I'm pretty sure my feet hated me by the time Sunday came around but nothing a little hot tubbing can't fix. So, thank you Michelle for letting me come work...oh yeah and letting me practice my whistling skills. (I can't whistle, yeah weird, my dad can whistle like there's no tomorrow but not me, so I decided I want to learn. Literally all day on Sunday I was practicing. I'm sure I was so annoying. haha. but hey, they got a good laugh out of me.)</span></div></div><span style="color:#663300;">OH YEAH.. I did go to NEW YORK!!! That is for sure blog worthy. Maybe in another 4 months you can hear about that.<br /><br /><br /></span><div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-46730694684832923452009-11-10T19:17:00.000-08:002009-11-10T19:33:10.364-08:00Only In Cedar City<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpN1flIYMXHyGyR07c4Sd8PlCK6khFI0qpQ6c7xfhc-YZBo7DP70MDcIc2Ga4IfBR13YyaEmRRtcS2sZlt3Kvd11JIHXmABwae1Xrk3bmHGQLSuaFEx-r1I6tkhn4LiAslMk8zVO5yDFM/s1600-h/1104092228.jpg"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402682981933249266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpN1flIYMXHyGyR07c4Sd8PlCK6khFI0qpQ6c7xfhc-YZBo7DP70MDcIc2Ga4IfBR13YyaEmRRtcS2sZlt3Kvd11JIHXmABwae1Xrk3bmHGQLSuaFEx-r1I6tkhn4LiAslMk8zVO5yDFM/s320/1104092228.jpg" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl66c_G1VsRjBIyT7fHwMHCkWk992zdzAGYDOf-MUpbSCymik7CK_ElFEuImUlHmC7lDmN-Fkp2tNhGtHl1l1iRP2dd9HEXXm_kiyaVGagJXz9Oev5QBXeE1av28fRVeC9I4Jitu3D_DQb/s1600-h/1104092227a.jpg"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402682977988542546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl66c_G1VsRjBIyT7fHwMHCkWk992zdzAGYDOf-MUpbSCymik7CK_ElFEuImUlHmC7lDmN-Fkp2tNhGtHl1l1iRP2dd9HEXXm_kiyaVGagJXz9Oev5QBXeE1av28fRVeC9I4Jitu3D_DQb/s320/1104092227a.jpg" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><br /><br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQwhz5dprbCF8RIzmVDslRlW1rHQZC-m6acsdZlf11ldRNQvQyPZu4Ktn3RYUiKpeZ2jIjBMb45bBWdZsh2snNWbDmFxmJwYjsjvEmt0xTmKKiVnxrdCXDO-YuKzgOvBt-wWyS0fByP6Ai/s1600-h/1104092227.jpg"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402682975919437602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQwhz5dprbCF8RIzmVDslRlW1rHQZC-m6acsdZlf11ldRNQvQyPZu4Ktn3RYUiKpeZ2jIjBMb45bBWdZsh2snNWbDmFxmJwYjsjvEmt0xTmKKiVnxrdCXDO-YuKzgOvBt-wWyS0fByP6Ai/s320/1104092227.jpg" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><br /><br /><br /></span></strong><div><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Sometimes I wonder what kind of town I am living in...this night especially. Me, Megan, and Rob were driving around the other night..and we ended up at Maverik. When we pulled in the parking lot I almost peed my pants. There was a pig tied to the bed of a truck..yes a PIG, TIED in the back of a truck. What the? Who does that? And not just a little piglet thing..a full size pig! I had to have a picture with it so I walked over there and asked the guy if I could take a picture with his pig..he looked at me like I was crazy but said yes. haha. It was the funniest thing ever. AND they had a horse trailer with cows in it! Oh boy..the days in the life of someone who lives in Cedar. Ya never know what to expect. </span></strong></div></div></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-75140811734009722082009-10-18T20:17:00.000-07:002009-10-18T20:29:21.258-07:00R.I.P. Old Yeller<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;">For those of you that don't know I got in a car accident and totaled my car. That's right Old Yeller is dead. :( I wanted to write an obituary for it but I don't really know how to go about that or if people would frown upon it. haha. Anyway, I got that car for my 16th birthday so I had it for about 4 years. It was a beast and I loved it! Everyone said that I needed to get a yellow car but Old Yeller is irreplaceable. Now I have a silver car, and just blend in. haha. </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394146235408736066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7r9yscyXmf0pyM4NdVBOj6zgEqdapKA5U-yQvCHM91Is8mvy8HxYELE_IcvVAbf6SZMVdzwsm0Jdl1ZaFPwCc_D1XYytexf23Yiwwhpt9Z8ilVVo0VD-STglv3vRfz5NdTr3HqamfVQX/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;">Before....This is the day I got it. </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394146227949292242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTgx0p-UFKmoMZ1GHAcUC3KfeKTbwCs4X2GqWQNoDln0pvNmDzg75dLS4wu5S6SDdKgX-vzt_6NpYeoREwoshM2Ay2DEXbw60Mz02-0aH43VeEG1xquBzggT7B38dtvmX0pHTLxawmSsZM/s320/1011091250.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;">And after. hey at least I'm still alive</span></strong></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-6877178760761411222009-08-28T18:14:00.000-07:002009-08-28T19:00:01.159-07:00CALIFORNIA!<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375197828275987858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEe3Mj-4OExVK9ObrabfuBLacyFliqtJA7wMyokgU0ZEQhoC6JL5R0nOyD1S7YfoOUxjCpXIFDayMOr-5WHSsF4VudAVk5a2NL82-rdXRtCp7ujHVx2Yjm-l636pj5Wg8XuVwltM3Y2hB/s320/5780_236938770506_819075506_8341958_5983857_s.jpg" /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"> Me, Hannah, and EMJ<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375197821106229586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvHB3SCg0yP5mOj1iL22oRZhWo1iJFRHcRjx9Jg33-qHfcn0HFgT5DaMrwgais8lUdTD6uYwNHW-M-G9RHk0cpSobynJH408OktPywxFeEFP7gSfOAPOg5xug7OOpwlmQkec_Q7Mba8-E/s320/5780_236938730506_819075506_8341955_3793398_s.jpg" />Me at the Worlds Largest Thermometer<br /><br /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigPt5kGFqwsJP1Kw3dzDgXML0r0y6ZGvGb3Vw3CMjt_Wq9rZTyoa7mUOoqVQt08SrBnJoYKlmEu3INkpArtSlvSF9WdVFip-tDEA_KlpvM4sgSoBh6XMFvteck2NjT5DCeFQa9Cw5rUKki/s1600-h/DSCF0820.JPG"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375197811904928034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigPt5kGFqwsJP1Kw3dzDgXML0r0y6ZGvGb3Vw3CMjt_Wq9rZTyoa7mUOoqVQt08SrBnJoYKlmEu3INkpArtSlvSF9WdVFip-tDEA_KlpvM4sgSoBh6XMFvteck2NjT5DCeFQa9Cw5rUKki/s320/DSCF0820.JPG" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#660000;"> Swimming..with a slurpee. Can't get much better!<br /><br /><br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAsIjmkmOXRvbvpOvcRZvVcFl2yA4FAXInmCScirDBpH1SR6ECqXxtFUNQU1uVPBewAe1qSwqQeV-JJWneDlncY5mGn9Sv6NjzR1th9XXOD2ETQZsh3RbFQBzzlRTmYUdsjMIlH8lb8Nm/s1600-h/DSCF0819.JPG"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375196384059831394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAsIjmkmOXRvbvpOvcRZvVcFl2yA4FAXInmCScirDBpH1SR6ECqXxtFUNQU1uVPBewAe1qSwqQeV-JJWneDlncY5mGn9Sv6NjzR1th9XXOD2ETQZsh3RbFQBzzlRTmYUdsjMIlH8lb8Nm/s320/DSCF0819.JPG" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><br />Me and Hannah at the beach<br /><br /><br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhyKV-avFUgHOFZ_7Kk28mWMkf21nZgSwhgYg3R0LRvOeIivO7hBqzfivdBZehGKl8YTyrB5N3wUo8n1sPXaTY3GSJBkR6zoV_c05dkxPS8uGq3U9z_4r-y0tyN0L3MMXy9icOO3r_hbn/s1600-h/DSCF0817.JPG"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375196374117991730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhyKV-avFUgHOFZ_7Kk28mWMkf21nZgSwhgYg3R0LRvOeIivO7hBqzfivdBZehGKl8YTyrB5N3wUo8n1sPXaTY3GSJBkR6zoV_c05dkxPS8uGq3U9z_4r-y0tyN0L3MMXy9icOO3r_hbn/s320/DSCF0817.JPG" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><br /><br />Us at the beach again<br /><br /><br /></span></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsseIWwBULbf0fVQQYyOCy4331EsxKJGsdZ6KoLsUf_X-30OJ5_h87AozzGakvohjnNSp6K7Am9oHsRtzQ9lCj2wasW3mSCM3X_2OfLBEnrG5oLtFabfufSGV9QX1gJ79zAhR0GnlHDuhB/s1600-h/DSCF0815.JPG"><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375196364840834610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsseIWwBULbf0fVQQYyOCy4331EsxKJGsdZ6KoLsUf_X-30OJ5_h87AozzGakvohjnNSp6K7Am9oHsRtzQ9lCj2wasW3mSCM3X_2OfLBEnrG5oLtFabfufSGV9QX1gJ79zAhR0GnlHDuhB/s320/DSCF0815.JPG" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#660000;"><br />Don't we look SO happy.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375196355095930690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUN2vpFwqmCaRuC7dMQPezbsoBvKCPvriyl6-WDXFwSro788k5aPhARqqLlG-8hS053qEHZarYJFY9NwG6-0cI4p0BuPkTyhonvyvZ1n6B8JN8LZ6V8E2oQhg_E4AJog3H7DzCeKc0SBew/s320/DSCF0814.JPG" />Me and Hannah at Cheesecake Factory<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375196347651051330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ16_CaMDSBHo11csvm3Q3vVHo-rUvARBId1Bl2O9OzV3DPQVRU9VArKR2aau6Ci8ltSahUBD3wJlDKRcvCHeYWQqwEYgtcHAwZXUPPKQUCbhxA2_MvjQSbl8PqDxMghtSujqUNy5BiXVW/s320/DSCF0812.JPG" />Our cameras in a bag of rice-a-roni.haha. It was suppsosed to dry them out or something.<br /></span></strong><div><strong><span style="color:#660000;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Sorry not a lot of pics..my camera got runied on the first night! LAME<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#660000;">This past weekend me and my friend Hannah decided to get out of town and hit the beach. Best idea ever. My friend Emily lives in California so HUGE thanks to her for the place to stay.We hit the road on Friday morning, and of course we had to act like total tourists. We came up on the biggest thermometer in the world and decided to stop. We're cool I know. But guess what..it doesn't even tell you the temperature..whats the point? Anyway we finally made it to Emily's house..which was in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Laguna</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Niguel</span>. And guess what the first thing we did was...went to Costco, got pizza and sat there and people watched. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span>. California has some good people to watch! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span>. Then me and Hannah decide to go to the beach. We were <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">SOOOOO</span> excited. We got there and took off our shoes and set our cameras and phones down and ran for the water. WORST IDEA EVER! There were just little waves then all the sudden a freaking tsunami waves comes up and we turn around and our stuff got washed away. My phone survived it but Hannah's phone and our cameras suffered major water damage. Later that night we went to dinner with Emily and her room mate to Cheesecake Factory then went in the hot tub..til we got kicked out. Lame. Saturday all we wanted to do was be at the beach. So we did. It was so fun! Until too many little kids came and we had to dodge the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">boogey</span> boards in the ocean. Not cool. So we left and hung out at the pool at Emily's. Sunday we got up and went to the beach again. (We couldn't get enough of it) Then we had to hit the road back to Vegas. It was such a fun trip! At least I got to go somewhere this summer! </span></strong></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-15418299033767691012009-07-11T09:06:00.000-07:002009-07-11T10:24:59.014-07:00Safari!<div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Last night my friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chauntelle</span> came into town and we always need an adventure when she comes so...my friend Grant invited us to go up the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mountain</span> to look for elk. Sounded like an adventure to us so we went. ha. He took us up to Cedar Breaks and Brian Head Point. I've never been there before so that was fun and way pretty! Oh and when we were at Brian Head Point we got a flat tire..somehow it got blamed on us cause we were "bad luck". <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haha</span>. So after the sight seeing we went to look for elk. We just saw deer til the end of the night and it was dark they saw some elk. All i saw was eyes cause I'm blind I guess. He claims he sees a lot more when he comes..it must have been our bad luck. But I think the funniest part of the whole night was on the was home..Grant pulled out some mouth things and was making some animal calls..I think some of them were made up but it was hilarious!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357252753041153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW7eS1Ve0-Q_55850FoGa29ARjQK99VHIDEt6qw6kiZHmE3-fXyTwW9dcqfFVAlYiHcMtH7c3nJSSuXy9ys1lVXZMxaesTroiI3uzbC9G__63wrZeT_uY5Xw49-vcVFCRD628MOA2HCoc5/s320/100_5599.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Me and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Chauntelle</span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357252742392259762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1VuVmU5DMSsvombREeI06ZveecejPyG6tczkz3stL1LOI-qmnXlvPDc_6GtUs77I65ZlYy43WlvyPUNyTfhCw_v6xMbG214o-pxhGY3uTSsB36yYFi9JumlCeV6wESJGeKSOScHGYal3/s320/100_5596.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Brain Head Point</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357252757328048978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2mHDoFMxry2Iomivv5QVkRoWedob1qgRE1vGFNy3tWnN5AxUqnMbPtGK-4ZvsefUXxeLXgilYgVDe1i8O2sILev50rcITPpV67Hz0y4_XSHyDGJ2tULU1gqtW5kzixbTvOeeJ8WeDZ7HD/s320/100_5600.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Grant changing the tire</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357252764626275186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3w6cebbjvZq7QIpg2N1yk8bbQ5XIIMPWfeHIeuO063cwvFOjg4-mPHuB2nTKc2KcJjlWoMgtZBXm0VBR6btMgmQC5uRePZ5qusSV76eOYVeYam1vvH_iZpsq52F2la39UVyC-7HCeUFA-/s320/100_5602.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">A deer with "mule like ears" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">haha</span></span></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-37671769670042926022009-06-29T13:57:00.000-07:002009-06-29T14:35:32.414-07:00Flowers and such<div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"> </span><span style="color:#330000;">For those of you that don't know, before I moved to Cedar I worked at a flower shop for 2 years. I loved every second of it. I started as customer service but worked my way up to a designer. That was probably the best job ever and I miss it like crazy! Well since then I haven't had the chance to get my hands on some flowers, I think there was one weekend I went home and helped with weddings at the shop. But this past weekend a girl I work with at the salon got married and I got to do her boquet!! I was so excited..and a little nervous cause it had been so long, what if I lost my touch! But I didn't haha. I loved the way it turned out!! But it made me miss the flowers business a lot.<br /><br /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"></span></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><br /><br /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352859527678808994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZugCzkl8Ahi5oTjw-mJdMJZ0JPL8kutW15n7MNnvX2wFpenko9PuNEdP_CCwadVFx9Vz20guRscPN_L5ts05SZ_iE2akHK4yNJoDnLfLBDqvGfOwCQliAysB2OsSrNn7X2cLQ5QOK8BqI/s320/flowers+001.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">The Final Product!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><br /><br /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"></span></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><br /><br /></span></div><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;">AND......</span></strong></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><br /><br /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">I made a quilt! Yes, me. Well kind of, I could have never done it without my Aunt Kim and Grandma (and my mom was the best supervisor ever). A few weeks ago my Aunt Kim to visit and she tied a few quilts and I got the bug. So she said she would help me. We all know my grandma has enough fabric for the german army so I raided her stash. ha. We had a good time tieing and visiting. Thanks Grams for the fabric and doing the edges for me. I love it!!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352864901612049890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzAl6ivVkGP54Srv4lPD8VfveVnMVBzIwGFVvwZ_RwLOCGq2LMwm7fFWEc537nKS7W2dm9ch8rKUqmbmuEY_op9aJu44aeYbaVuL56DhXaEahFtY-GJHe3rYArKe2OJ_PJgIY1m_gZR2w2/s320/quilt+001.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Here it is folks.</span></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-44452269298116975692009-06-22T13:55:00.000-07:002009-06-22T17:13:30.442-07:00Footloose and Fishing<div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">This last Thursday night me, my mom, Lindsey, my grandma, and my aunt Trisha made a trip down to St. George to go to Tuacahn to see Footloose. I haven't even seen the movie so I didn't know what to expect. But it was so good!! I highly recommend it. Before the play we went to dinner at Teaxs Roadhouse..YUM! We had such a good time with just the girls..and special thanks to Grandma for being a good sport..haha. We sure got a kick outof her that night!<br /></span></div><div align="center"><div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350263559878770402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-BUCEoozHVTRbHY-v_UQx38TtolHOoz1l80B855DxJpdDjTdE6Ny0WxNvGtW8IO2p4ssTHWlTG5bHTmFmvJUKKG9dAXTmgNf77i0L-PgGA2OmHYnPVElgrqn5nltYcwcP3VaXhKcIQi0/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Momma, Trisha, and Linds at dinner.<br /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350263566176043058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IZpa0bCCu8Ipcr4vcawbayRyS5ri34hrqhfJumxgnALKwsxRLJgaEeClIhhaTFQr25UckJcqG-YIoj0qdieAzwbeXXwY3I84DSitaMzmBs7EPSdvlKY6TJF20-yKmCe5SoqCoMdEP-i5/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /> </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Me and Grams.<br /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350263568544071842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUP4ACKyFcwpsSQBEepe5IBNMgVag3-2rpeisngJrr2tSVuqAKwLZIW-FhwxH_omKnz0bDu4aNHozNnDSqlsiA5-LiIf1zdZMHf4ODo07ZgFpxKPb6jj77sLT-a-XBVyu-gYzcEnROI0KW/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Pretty sure that drink was as big as her face.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350263578603381602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEjy0BFOLJ7jd8ljtrBdelBsTyN60KcpoEWUvKqN7lXU8nQGw2fbD933ezaP_Iy7vJyHEWNG5NKARFUCXm6f7BzKd6chR6wtopYioDPlV67fxJechtx8zN7qxtmrJQd8FCbcU12VPiktQB/s320/015.JPG" border="0" />All of us at dinner.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350269383263441794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO4B-Yj-osNqA86tQuzM1fpsSQZhERmcyGLz7KXRvjbCTgVp-_87V1rkKzH6LkQnmba9qpHGj2jeU01lyjHRhNcRQCGNFJUE7kNMmXWo62lm0fgGmT17lhx_HSSZ41MmCVl2FkkuttMei6/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">All of us at Tuachan</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Then on Friday I went on my first fishing trip! Me, my parents, my grandpa and my dad's friend Gary went to Otter Creek. It ended up being pretty fun. First of all we left at 5:30 so I was not a happy camper but it's ok I got to nap on the way. We finally made it there and started "trolling", I like to sound fancy and make you think I know what I'm talking about. ha. That part was way boring. I thought if this is what it's going to be like all day just shoot me now. But luckily it wasn't. The handy dandy fish finder led us to what was supposed to be a good spot and we parked it. Gary and my grandpa caught one. Then all the sudden I felt a bite. Pretty sure everyone on the lake could hear me..I made quite the scene. I was freaking out cause I didn't know what to do. ha. After that I caught 3 more. Anyway, it turned out to be a pretty good trip!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350294179097550866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdKu6iUlYBdWcoJAeopjWHEbk0KSAUk6cVVhPoOQPBP6bA8bloVRcLKAh477vuC0kE8x87WPhBYkNx2Ep8lgsL4B8kwl0K4UwJfhbcPYje3WSHyPXCuwj-SnVjI_Qt3GRRP-QDhSMRaT9/s320/mom+camera+fishing+066.JPG" border="0" /></span></p></div></div></div><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Reeling it in!</span></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350294162093589794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6MnauONKOF2qDqrwLMVrSfmhVmNah_qF8WisShVUzZatYdC-vWJgwqP-Czp4IUe-7QWL16sbfYed93AsgKoYMZCUA5tKDSPOVt-vLiQ-C6-hSzLczFZIE9eTjSmcu2GZW8iwXl29spM4P/s320/mom+camera+fishing+052.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Our spots. I don't think we moved from them. haha. Good spot to catch a few zzz's too.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350294169372548434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8zUNddH28vmZ4JhLpUUCsSrK37SPtZTyjO-nQ34qmjqvpfwo4pBStttZZMmIggQfxcuYfr5vAHe4H_VXJbZUNJO4ot6ACA0g3H4qUHRomWXFw-MXAdoJa6wo_fyTb_po7I6EEsTsoRSp/s320/mom+camera+fishing+065.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">My first fish!! I was too scared to hold it. ha.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350294166331598754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiapBTFe5K3x4YU4JTBbgMXLBmTAYcKzhVGmUsn65y-1-F_8GVQr-3h0n-3TpdaqpF5g6_SjE4IqzFeyM3gzafgznuCBDoWG1wU0MOUWFvEFtw5IrrBtxLmz_JRTIJ4tXBmRzgDnysN5hCj/s320/mom+camera+fishing+058.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Gary with his fish.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350294155640721826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB7U-Ao4bhc-DCETMcWopdp-d3bGLQtffP7Q42T1sfyPtkgTgXtiA7mEnC4mPNulKRtjawAqHexmOS1RQ59akbXXXncqKElgf5mGmHWe-3hDuUnB1PHDA59MQM2muz6qyb48GvfXl5DnGW/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">The Banana Boat. Oh yeah, be jealous!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350299019934872594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVaQ_ZDWdWywvvLdXSH5OpEUeY_IYV02brg7GCGLrFQ_C8fKVNNVFVSlShPXSDtrRNwG7QxFHeTPLQl_vKfxlHUZ00mtpRv6yyLo5mQkusVUbJ0TPmfgSaib24ZoI9KuYAHgZ4H1Z2YBd/s320/mom+camera+fishing+049.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">The Captain.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350299010925573378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyCfTb9TXGBoltbBiAO7NcoROX0iys90MKOIwtk_jMr1MUYN22OEXhLVc2jAZXdk43uGL3sCh1WeTWvR5JNSOahF712zOSFJscC4VGQcDKbg11KxVWmM3pCdSQyL3B4bJlDzZ8AavTZlHQ/s320/mom+camera+fishing+070.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">Grandpa gutting the fish.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350299006720218034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZ9mbEEJVy4IA_YszKUcD9L4foyqoyDagkYSq82RjFin9ndmt8G2aU5qAceaVS_zFdLzVMfYpS7FV5yS5G560LOfLa4-kOciNIDj7fqA1sdWcgxPmJjys4dSLZmED_gLwsSd7aAz9shTr/s320/mom+camera+fishing+069.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;">All the fish!!</span></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-91772357254828508302009-04-26T21:21:00.000-07:002009-04-26T21:47:49.350-07:00Happy Birhtday To Me!!!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;">So good thing it has been 47 years since I have blogged last. I'm sure you all are losing sleep at night because you don't know what is going on in the life of Jessika. Well here I am folks to fill you in so you can all sleep better at night. :) For those of you that didn't know, which I'm sure pretty much everyone did I kind of make a big deal about my birthday, last weekend I turned the big 20. That's right no longer a "teen". I like to make my mom feel old and keep reminding her that her baby is no longer a teenager. haha. Anywho, I went home for the weekend and of course started out the weekend at Austins (the BEST filet ever!) It's a tradition to go there for special occasions. Then Saturday me and my mom did a little shopping of course and that night me and Chauntelle went out. We went and got pedicures, went to a wedding reception, and went to the coolest resturaunt ever! It was called Cappos, this Italian Steahouse place. So if you're ever in Vegas..look it up! That was a fun night..thanks Chauntelle!! On Sunday I invited my best friend Hannah over and the Jones family. My dad made me one of my fav's, dutch oven chicken! So overall it was a pretty good weekend. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329226596243717490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5JRQeZxZTRdAtXwWxdVhffnyBe3O9BIzeyT-5rkyH14VR1bBEgkG9-AhuKrh5NPkYRX8l92oo8IfuNCKO2y_WOu98WiS3aCqy_0kt4NTzVb8Q0lHtiXJ5dnKgNC1rn8B-U_nB0gMcacv8/s320/CIMG0634.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;">Me and Chauntelle</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"></span> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329226595136270418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi17kP7Z8GjeRIZ2UmGTWn5NleGXr1JJb2msNzFXoRMdD_24bwJ7__kCp8fDURZuU3v6VcvtovRFU6GkX_4qqO37p6MHTyKD6KuCK8o3G-wMCSpgkN1Z1DWaKJtVVL0_t2tHXRjp5KZ5Z2l/s320/CIMG1219.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"> My Sis and Momma</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329226591429024018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpIlcOQG5Dy6D47zvxqMpbo-Cch07FoTBPOeVOztyEDAVns1ey5NDByedT8Fbw5sELoexzMlHuacWwmirm8kCKKRx1RtDdkj4JVm-0xMD9_XKszYcfSnJRaqRCh40o50zd3AexJZV9Z_r/s320/CIMG1212.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"> Me and Hannah</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329226592952303474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqIjXk14o9ek1iShciLH-i7xTVzoYc0YJbuMajnIs2-Ua2oXpNvuJPT2qT0-qKinO32IW8gO7Ph7xYpJz1goPXpIa2E4RlRPzNN-Dc4DiqUkL2HreqpGvmMAvnZV0Sfwkx49z3ciYN1Jcq/s320/CIMG1200.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;">My dad's latest "toy". I took it for a spin in the neighborhood, and had no idea what I was doing. ha. And dont mind the bed head, I just rolled out of bed. ha. </span></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-91754259098101257742009-02-18T21:56:00.000-08:002009-02-18T22:14:09.705-08:00The BIG Cut!!!!!!!<span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Two blogs in one day? Oh man I think I might be over doing myself. But this is so blog worthy. Yesterday I get a text from my Uncle Shon asking me if I was cutting hair today. I said yes and asked why. He said he was ready for the big cut. Oh man I was so excited! So he came in today and brought a picture of himself from 10 years ago and said make me look like this again! haha. For some reason it is like Christmas when a hair dresser gets to cut off a ton of hair. It is to me at least. I love it! So thank you Shon for making my day and letting me blog about you. haha. And I think your haircut turned out very nice!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304385957493496114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5VVxoz_f7dbNyOIEK4wYrTw7qkvjV5AZL5C9WIdYw3qAKYzPYghsBbBlnzJwiQK077JgB5r6mx_PV0kv8EBBCHkbHDsn63feMkSUnRhGzgMZ8DDiDr1l08W5m-lDYvVyPiTqNUe55uiX2/s320/089+(2).JPG" border="0" />Before..This is the best picture I have..sorry.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304385957434048578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh19Gy99qxXmsmnrNpzCpxHCVcXza2mewMpS4RIwx4bFnyQGELWmzwcRiyRdCsDZP4aAZprdTTQDrYRR2-nT7_2p5-pqjo49jyRhSIlVYQn8womFD1xRmoukUGIwchWiAmu_BhTnnMjtviH/s320/CIMG0564.JPG" border="0" />And After!!!! Doesn't even look like the same person!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304385960818282866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2c-lzQ57mrT70AEcCFoF3tBopGi2VXuoTgg5LAd6YO3PacmkEFyNJO656tk3WRZ864abXYnugS6BSM2ZnjNm84S9KTuAjdhmD3Kxin1LBBCnjlH_Il3VoC5NDUlpEGxyc_afNbXUuQtEk/s320/CIMG0565.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>All the hair..this picture doesn't even do justice of how much there really was!</strong></span></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-71492934284376130842009-02-17T22:04:00.000-08:002009-02-18T20:54:15.769-08:00Road Trip!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgNVrIVO38Vr505rPmrqhhpN9E6cZSKm0M95G1ZvVHXtOrpDpeYFx3zzh0OcxXNaLKijrr6cl75RkPO5uZanl9UqG4VYMELRotQszfNk5-wYjlCQZFXgg9md05_fuLVWDFhS-HfYptGoFH/s1600-h/CIMG0558.JPG"><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363985134060914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgNVrIVO38Vr505rPmrqhhpN9E6cZSKm0M95G1ZvVHXtOrpDpeYFx3zzh0OcxXNaLKijrr6cl75RkPO5uZanl9UqG4VYMELRotQszfNk5-wYjlCQZFXgg9md05_fuLVWDFhS-HfYptGoFH/s320/CIMG0558.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#660000;"> The Crazy Arabian Castle<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogOpfKGB49oYiP8m5ZA4pXsb7NFXj5ctaiZR3dr39oUiJUVfj7GiCdEALjwSLStzdjGhnwwC52WxWwbYSx_XdfEE1ndngEg8xvL_PZRKZfQtCU8ZJ6kgVtlIkcYtuZnBKlz7fu_PtxhlC/s1600-h/CIMG0561.JPG"><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363981177612114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogOpfKGB49oYiP8m5ZA4pXsb7NFXj5ctaiZR3dr39oUiJUVfj7GiCdEALjwSLStzdjGhnwwC52WxWwbYSx_XdfEE1ndngEg8xvL_PZRKZfQtCU8ZJ6kgVtlIkcYtuZnBKlz7fu_PtxhlC/s320/CIMG0561.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#660000;"> Chauntelle and the llama<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVAM-IlYTqlkPWdwJWwahJs6ZVVd0q-o6uns6mCSIOkSzmAspTPROnd36Ez-UsJGhQzg_sGxH9tX2JNPl3fbR1Y5N8zuuVZBtzVLg_iDJb-kQde_xsuqMeTWfJPvvS_FYoYHT6jLBvk-K/s1600-h/CIMG0560.JPG"><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363979072113458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVAM-IlYTqlkPWdwJWwahJs6ZVVd0q-o6uns6mCSIOkSzmAspTPROnd36Ez-UsJGhQzg_sGxH9tX2JNPl3fbR1Y5N8zuuVZBtzVLg_iDJb-kQde_xsuqMeTWfJPvvS_FYoYHT6jLBvk-K/s320/CIMG0560.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#660000;"><br /> Me and the llamas<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDm7W_rXVyj93RUlRKD51D46lTrwXmqYE1-ne4FIZdzmRtuChJtu439qeBO3h7izN86KAwi9BbVAo_psMDdCvRgC4YyzLKpdenTpxMRAg2XZeP3ow5Nlq235quXu86e-296rsO25hionvD/s1600-h/CIMG0559.JPG"><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363974384822498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDm7W_rXVyj93RUlRKD51D46lTrwXmqYE1-ne4FIZdzmRtuChJtu439qeBO3h7izN86KAwi9BbVAo_psMDdCvRgC4YyzLKpdenTpxMRAg2XZeP3ow5Nlq235quXu86e-296rsO25hionvD/s320/CIMG0559.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#660000;"><br /> What the random?<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgojz9Qci7geUHH4YxFUQrgcuMoq3fnI53zCXPS1ZpTWhyphenhyphenrM5_0Sl6AkVKoe5rqmbS0k8WzLYXks1RTlOHddKI5gmsi68LF2SEfioLGtBTP91tdYBemT7gfn_9Q0Npxq2S2_Mo_pcQg3RAM/s1600-h/CIMG0556.JPG"><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363176738950050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgojz9Qci7geUHH4YxFUQrgcuMoq3fnI53zCXPS1ZpTWhyphenhyphenrM5_0Sl6AkVKoe5rqmbS0k8WzLYXks1RTlOHddKI5gmsi68LF2SEfioLGtBTP91tdYBemT7gfn_9Q0Npxq2S2_Mo_pcQg3RAM/s320/CIMG0556.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#660000;"> We could not figure out what the heck this was</span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;"><br /><br /></span> </div><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363171384101426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1LADQ-dFEcPAM0nB0WGerQE90_LkQpnHD4qEPmj2eNk_4dsBA_QtcxdMp9IetKHlG6JwnwZrh2J0npVBzb8gi8Wgcx72YW4P8bllYLr80pMKNu3z6kTe_bLU1nIUn4dq5t5Kt-5gFJB_s/s320/CIMG0555.JPG" border="0" /> Chauntelle's "poof" In white. ha<br /></span><div><span style="color:#660000;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363167669124562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisZh9jjXbZHoLjmVA-rhy3IBKh9zPE6sUvItJblKv8XceCLIYexts5AAyGGNbA2L7cCh0_GrO4MtfbxUSa8516-4rk_n3PklbHFR3zDXbS9d0gKV-nOSg3Nu_GeHBocztr3JUiYFzK2i55/s320/CIMG0553.JPG" border="0" /> At this point we were wondering why we decided</span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;"> to road trip north?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="color:#660000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363163553614050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u_CkCWE4iy00Zqdr5YhTvFGbZCfNSHRDPKRf9sY2vMqiQHBUIUjkEOOmGfcJfxRcDtw4dgFUvbX50rXiIKP7uFgvjMCtON8EI9zc0L_LgeMJnCPFEzGC99jnEO0pLXHesVI6wv6YnZtL/s320/CIMG0552.JPG" border="0" /> Yep..still wondering<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304363162711880834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtjgRkpe5WXf4HDmZ-I21-xx6cIcgj_IAKJ-UWqfKzYZt6BFNp8zQnJ0V7IRqi8AKcVvIXULdw61a5ZagC-JqRevKc7ZNwrLe38cAjkphMlZnxgRYgUzh3PhbXhC9O9pzAgt0GPgA74xkZ/s320/CIMG0551.JPG" border="0" /> If any of you know me, we all know that I have a weird</span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;"> obsesion with coats..this picture doens't even do justice</span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;"> of the backseat of the car. No they are not all mine..but </span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;"> most of them were.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><strong><span style="color:#660000;">This past weekend (Valentine's Weekend) Me and my friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chauntelle</span> decided to take a road trip to northern Utah. Since it was single awareness weekend, we thought it would be a prefect time to go shopping and do fun <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">girly</span> things. We left Friday morning and stopped in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Payson</span>, where we stayed. (thank you aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kim</span> for the bed :) Then we decided to start shopping so we headed up to Provo. Keep in mind we both had no idea where we were going so we just winged it the whole trip,which made it way more entertaining, and we found our way eventually. Then Friday night we had hot dates. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Chauntelle</span> was being set up with my cousin <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Corbin</span> and I was being set up with his friend Braden. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">sooo</span> fun! And not to mention Braden is probably the nicest guy I have ever met! Anyway Saturday rolls around and it seems like whenever we get together we always want to do so much but have so little time. So we have to make lists. ha. We were wanting to go to Salt Lake but the weather was bad so we didn't dare drive that far. So we went to this shopping place in Provo where this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">restaurant</span> was that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Chauntelle</span> wanted to go to. When we got there, it was a 3 hour wait. Are you kidding me, 3 hours for food? No way <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">jose</span>. There was a movie theatre in the same shopping place so we decided to go to the movie to kill some time. We went and saw He's Just Not That Into You. Good movie! When we got out of the movie it was a blizzard! And we still had to walk all the way back to the car. We were covered in snow! It was ridiculous! Oh and we stopped at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">restaurant</span> after the movie and it was still another hour, so we bailed. We had been talking about getting pedicures so we were determined to find a place. In <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Vegas</span> there is a nail place on every corner it seems like so we thought for sure we would find one easily. Not so much, we found one but it was too long of a wait so we decided to move on. We took a little detour on the way back to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Payson</span> in hopes of finding a nail place and oh boy..we were going through these little towns and next thing we know we see this castle thing. It looks like it came straight out of the movie Aladdin. We could not figure this thing out. We had to turn around and look at it again. It was so weird...and there were llamas in the front of it. What the random? Anyway..long story short we finally found a pedicure place and it was amazing. What's not to love about getting your feet rubbed while you relax? Then we headed home Sunday morning. I would say it was a good way to spend the single awareness weekend! :)</span></strong></div></div></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-74591588695311541612009-02-04T20:31:00.000-08:002009-02-04T20:50:47.848-08:00My new found hobby<span style="color:#330000;"><strong>So call me a Grandma but my new hobby is.....knitting! haha. One day I went into the salon and my boss was wearing a way cute scarf and she said she made so..so I was like well freak I want to make one. She said she learned from a book..but I can't read something and comprehend it very good so I just made her teach me. haha. I had to restart the stupid think like 47572 times! I almost quit but I really wanted a scarf so I didn't. And it makes the days go by faster when I'm at the salon.ha. Not to mention there are a ton of mistakes in it but that's ok..I like to think that makes it original. Anyway..I finally finished it today and I'm so proud of it. I was modeling it all afternoon in the salon. hah.<br /><br /></strong></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>I hate taking pictures of myself..but I had to model it for everyone to see. </strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299169378025779410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir8v_B-iMEvAOx8g0a7dzCCuprzOtD5wvogMUkzvfRZ9SZNmBKD38i2_pPSFG8dN2tBY2l6lqmEO4SCu1s8DIo9NlipesGEx4WMP5gZmEI02rqBjzSh4QI-y7AtV46K9Y1L_CELYuWRf2O/s320/CIMG0546.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></div><br /><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299169373592402306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5MvJlxYN-1vHl_VWA4lDy_cbGoc1RNRpoGV99NCcXoGX4aQFXepl33lmBYJ9lZ_FSKfbfduc6qOjFOKUJL_OXtgxTeSyhE9Dyi8938UWdeQ14AJRBtgxePpzh_xgFmvNRc06qTqwuSfhH/s320/CIMG0548.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span> <p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">The finished product!</span> </strong></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-18764874941359326132008-12-20T19:55:00.000-08:002008-12-20T20:12:13.375-08:00Salon Christmas Party<div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong> Last Saturday night, yeah sorry I'm a little behind, I went to Ninja for the salon <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christmas</span> party. It was so fun! I'm pretty sure I lucked out because I work with some of the funniest people and we all seem to get along so well. Anyway..dinner was so yummy! You can never go wrong with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Filet</span>.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mmm</span>! </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong> </strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHd1ANpXrIHJsMTOwJ6ksXV1j7owD_b4Mam-IGi1fXFZr-huAGww-8SrZz-qIpw9qI4xE0AhzdCzJfymWdMrKdjabfWUcNa_pbUWf7c9Ybeg09mle81Zkbzs3zD8wgELPWKWYby6HhIHfv/s1600-h/066.JPG"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282088389473679394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHd1ANpXrIHJsMTOwJ6ksXV1j7owD_b4Mam-IGi1fXFZr-huAGww-8SrZz-qIpw9qI4xE0AhzdCzJfymWdMrKdjabfWUcNa_pbUWf7c9Ybeg09mle81Zkbzs3zD8wgELPWKWYby6HhIHfv/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>I think someone forgot to tell me that we were supposed to wear black...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>Anyways not much else has been going on..except for the fact that I feel like I live in freaking Antarctica or something! It has been so cold and snowy. Shoveling my driveway is getting real old FAST! For those of you that don't know I got another job at a preschool being a teachers aide. I love it! Little kids are so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">entertaining</span>...and also very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">whiny</span> all at the same time. But it's fun, I'm an aide for Stephanie and I think I lucked out on that too..she is so nice and fun to work with. Well so is everyone at the school. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span> </div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-23921040386981871982008-12-12T18:06:00.000-08:002008-12-12T18:37:53.293-08:00another weekend in salt lake...<span style="color:#330000;"><strong>So this last weekend I went to Salt Lake AGAIN! I never go there and now I go 2 weekends in a row..way too much time in a car is all I have to say. This time I went cause one of my good friends from hair school got married and she was having a luncheon thing..so me and my mom (thank you very much by the way for going with me) headed up <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Thursday</span> morning and went straight to the luncheon. Then we wanted to go shopping of course but we didn't want to wander around in our heels and dresses but we didn't want to drive all the way to Brandon and Janna's house to change so what do you think our bright idea was..yes that's right, change in the car. It was probably one of the funniest things ever. Anyway we did some shopping and that night went to Temple Square to see the lights. It was actually kind of disappointing, I mean don't get me wrong it was pretty but not what I remember it looking like. Oh well it was fun. That night we stayed at Brandon and Janna's house (by the way thanks for letting us stay, you make us feel very welcome!) and Friday we did some more shopping. We went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ikea</span> and holy crap...if you think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tai</span> Pan is huge then you haven't seen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">nothin</span>! That place is ridiculous, when you walk in the doors and there is a locker for your purse and what not, a day care, a map of the store, and a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">food court</span> you know you're in trouble. We actually didn't stay there very long, my mom was getting overwhelmed. But I did purchase a rubber spatula for 63 cents. What a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">deal</span>! Then Friday night we got to go to another Jazz game..yep <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">that's</span> right <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">another</span> one..that's like 3 within a week. It was so fun! Me, my mom, my Aunt Kim, and Aunt Janna went. We had some pretty good food and it was fun to have a girls night out! Then Saturday morning me and my mom headed back to Cedar. OH and on the way home we stopped in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Nephi</span> cause it seems like everyone on my family talks about "sticky chicken" and I have never had it before. So we stopped and got some and it is amazing! and of course I had to get a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">slurpee</span> to go with it!!!</strong></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHemEv6nalxViTmgEhchPk-b4l8-ffj_SZCYA2Ron7Zv7JpXfQJGwTP8LckrsmnB-mH7RG4Et1mMov7d7o6AUP8RKxX8_BCmUFRyJyNs4Zpk7eFHT6Tr5oaHTDVOpwGKd0Dy4oX9gQKc2n/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279097187004714242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHemEv6nalxViTmgEhchPk-b4l8-ffj_SZCYA2Ron7Zv7JpXfQJGwTP8LckrsmnB-mH7RG4Et1mMov7d7o6AUP8RKxX8_BCmUFRyJyNs4Zpk7eFHT6Tr5oaHTDVOpwGKd0Dy4oX9gQKc2n/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /></a></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Girls night at the Jazz game</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnufY8h6gzcechULtKvkJywaOLOuPHBb9aYzEOcDdpchByVsQxBPJVadSgIuCopQSIulX9ucL55VjI5YmrcGCAKmTuuJOKWXflWDBDbawVoLq99yWvB6vJ-als4SiyM1S_Lyil1pJE205m/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279097172339953682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnufY8h6gzcechULtKvkJywaOLOuPHBb9aYzEOcDdpchByVsQxBPJVadSgIuCopQSIulX9ucL55VjI5YmrcGCAKmTuuJOKWXflWDBDbawVoLq99yWvB6vJ-als4SiyM1S_Lyil1pJE205m/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /></a></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Me and Mamacita at Temple Square</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfKHkQ0IiXHt3W3I4D4pm-3AUJVfPXz7fEf6BRf6HSalKlDP_8yoLcIcMIHWw0dKstjGhl711XNSStfFDCvepBKMuoB9wmf6MOurHsZFXFH2wi4aPOgXnihA6lBu_3cQAhhaTXI2PXs77w/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279097164940423986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfKHkQ0IiXHt3W3I4D4pm-3AUJVfPXz7fEf6BRf6HSalKlDP_8yoLcIcMIHWw0dKstjGhl711XNSStfFDCvepBKMuoB9wmf6MOurHsZFXFH2wi4aPOgXnihA6lBu_3cQAhhaTXI2PXs77w/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Me and Court at Lex's Lunch</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0i4E-5QXpbovjoyGrfN86MBCNSWKuMD6Vpe7oQmegEnZBph-uizgwNsPvlv7Ih45cDs3WVB8TQDmjHo8YNTbGhypGcDXp5uTrTWskFNTs9dyYbafz77HNu37eCXvwGxGe_QBvwVyNYI8/s1600-h/1206081252.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279097154119831970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0i4E-5QXpbovjoyGrfN86MBCNSWKuMD6Vpe7oQmegEnZBph-uizgwNsPvlv7Ih45cDs3WVB8TQDmjHo8YNTbGhypGcDXp5uTrTWskFNTs9dyYbafz77HNu37eCXvwGxGe_QBvwVyNYI8/s320/1206081252.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"> mmm..chicken and slurpee!!</span></strong></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-13065079567683666682008-11-30T15:23:00.000-08:002008-11-30T16:32:23.192-08:00Thanksgiving and the weekend<span style="color:#993300;"><strong>So this Thanksgiving I spent it at my grandparents in New Harmony. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sooo</span> good! We spent a couple hours down there eating, taking family pics, and Lindsey posed as George from Sienfeld on the bear rug. It was so funny. The bear rug freaks us out for some reason so it was funny to see her actually lay on it. Then we were going up to Salt Lake on Friday and going to a Jazz game, at least that's what I thought the plan was. I was getting all packed and my parents got home from shopping, yeah the day after Thanksgiving they were one of the crazy ones out shopping..who does that? Anyway, they got home and my mom was like hurry and get ready we got tickets for tonight and we get to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">benchwarmers</span>! I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sooo</span> excited!! So we all hurried and got in the truck and went on our way. Of course we had to stop in Fillmore and get potato logs..its tradition and they are so dang good! We finally made it up there and went to the game. I was so excited that I was going to get to meet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Deron</span> Williams! And at the same time I thought I was going to pee my pants I was so nervous. We got out on the court and sat on the Jazz bench, we watched the players warm up and then they came over to the bench to sign our stuff and take pics with us. It was so much fun! But guess what.....No <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Deron</span>! I thought I was getting <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">jipped</span>! But oh well I guess, there was nothing I could do about it. then we went to our seats and watched the game, and they won! On Saturday all the guys went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Cabela's</span> and us girls went out to do a little shopping. While we were out Janna got a call that Brandon has more <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">benchwarmer</span> passes.So...Kim and her family, Trisha and Quinn, and me and my dad were going to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">benchwarmers</span> for Saturday nights game. I was so excited cause I had another chance to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">meet</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Deron</span>. But guess what..it didn't happen. But it was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">defiantly</span> fun to be down there again. For that game we all watched it in a suite...which was amazing! It was such a good weekend !</strong></span> <div><div><span style="color:#993300;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong></span></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjToiLezSN6ipebEwriVfyvkMfRjIj7cqJ2s67Btqr0MCUu-IoauZdROXs0ps3t-Xbqviv1RsnP3kVzIZNPetGX-e-h8MUFqIbee6B33tptjPSu2QFLZPkzPikfxhL5yzVl_Gr5dZCKY8Ic/s1600-h/006.JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274602379513678930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjToiLezSN6ipebEwriVfyvkMfRjIj7cqJ2s67Btqr0MCUu-IoauZdROXs0ps3t-Xbqviv1RsnP3kVzIZNPetGX-e-h8MUFqIbee6B33tptjPSu2QFLZPkzPikfxhL5yzVl_Gr5dZCKY8Ic/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>Thanksgiving morning..Me and My dad palying some Mario<br /></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#993300;"><br /><br /><strong></strong></span></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjID_tUQ_j1Vln8SUma7nqsyuSUcJ4htysod9sEgF0nVwpEdpt8TeQDSc4aC5LtPpO-xU2VYSmhznVkJzfRRPOIUydNPobVtMjV9bC-9n16-suBm_xfnOOlppdklZW4yFi7Pwkfgy2kEvMa/s1600-h/014.JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274602393428349586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjID_tUQ_j1Vln8SUma7nqsyuSUcJ4htysod9sEgF0nVwpEdpt8TeQDSc4aC5LtPpO-xU2VYSmhznVkJzfRRPOIUydNPobVtMjV9bC-9n16-suBm_xfnOOlppdklZW4yFi7Pwkfgy2kEvMa/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>HAHA The rug!</strong></span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHYMxin8umfoYgyRJf94leVZnN94z22_AdOebiGzF1VZxM6G9ZEydkLRoyGd4xbvcW-kOjFmEgkWde-3hUTOUzcNEwXGe-SppdDGLcuNjF0BYBchir25reKEKXAbw15MmiTB7gO0-KRg3R/s1600-h/013.JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274602389541898242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHYMxin8umfoYgyRJf94leVZnN94z22_AdOebiGzF1VZxM6G9ZEydkLRoyGd4xbvcW-kOjFmEgkWde-3hUTOUzcNEwXGe-SppdDGLcuNjF0BYBchir25reKEKXAbw15MmiTB7gO0-KRg3R/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><br />The "kid table" me and Lindsey deicided that even when we are 30 we will still sit at the kid table.<br /><br /><br /></strong></span></p><div align="center"><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFn5eIQKFZxfff6KMXqAGXmde2dcEefkBKDDZcijT6AZ_40ySfhLBBtGtz4DQ-AZZf7m-UxMMhdu1KrgOFsVAZ9azKmMoZAOoSTt5bMukTYpmGY1WyijfF6QdlESm0G7oIk18wPC0j03d/s1600-h/082+(2).JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274602403245043298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFn5eIQKFZxfff6KMXqAGXmde2dcEefkBKDDZcijT6AZ_40ySfhLBBtGtz4DQ-AZZf7m-UxMMhdu1KrgOFsVAZ9azKmMoZAOoSTt5bMukTYpmGY1WyijfF6QdlESm0G7oIk18wPC0j03d/s320/082+(2).JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>The benchwarmers...</strong></span></p></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3F4ZcK2XJ0fSC1p9LcyeGGE82GN6hJQo9onZxhz8xolPaTiOboLWBMDmSZA_9Aup0-mKUGo0WN7S_IdOlYhRO2P6TvhTbsg-Wq1_Ywp9PL5jfbvdJ-bGKJ6umu0dM-VJg4Wz8Qf7oaknn/s1600-h/070.JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274602400667827346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3F4ZcK2XJ0fSC1p9LcyeGGE82GN6hJQo9onZxhz8xolPaTiOboLWBMDmSZA_9Aup0-mKUGo0WN7S_IdOlYhRO2P6TvhTbsg-Wq1_Ywp9PL5jfbvdJ-bGKJ6umu0dM-VJg4Wz8Qf7oaknn/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>Me and my parents with Ronnie Price</strong></span></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DPFiit89_Wx3G3Eg1ThYFzD8wxac_2ehqK-IGdll0wLTwJfaj_QcOAfaTQq_arJx2GQgjXgcyL2CYGmyHunHaePjWp0KU-wUoJwjg3N7bzQaFr7Lf9uLBXKrYi9XSlt5MdqlygVCwYPY/s1600-h/091.JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274611223652092210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DPFiit89_Wx3G3Eg1ThYFzD8wxac_2ehqK-IGdll0wLTwJfaj_QcOAfaTQq_arJx2GQgjXgcyL2CYGmyHunHaePjWp0KU-wUoJwjg3N7bzQaFr7Lf9uLBXKrYi9XSlt5MdqlygVCwYPY/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>Us again with Kyle Korver</strong></span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv-tyRJHtjg_oovYTCAS45evHQEdMsioUFYSpGtMZYvXvPYFlrqzXA_7-QlOGvjS5-Yr0aiITnO0zqrZkSh1SA533kG6fovZDrNzU92pkjqR8V6zbUCRN2z2GZopHNPVRwXqngxZK8ARbi/s1600-h/092.JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274611233798971346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv-tyRJHtjg_oovYTCAS45evHQEdMsioUFYSpGtMZYvXvPYFlrqzXA_7-QlOGvjS5-Yr0aiITnO0zqrZkSh1SA533kG6fovZDrNzU92pkjqR8V6zbUCRN2z2GZopHNPVRwXqngxZK8ARbi/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>This is what I got signed</strong></span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgopdQQYUUMmS6TSyujyNrl_0OYgJlKQIKGva9l-MpnJ_8YaZqsx1OqRfBZv7KT3oAFRZPWmWLWyNKmGyMEoU-QScS4q8D-hgup_PZe8flqn5tNI46gNssWxhzB0WVCfez64qhv2QhrtURJ/s1600-h/107+(2).JPG"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274611218576082450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgopdQQYUUMmS6TSyujyNrl_0OYgJlKQIKGva9l-MpnJ_8YaZqsx1OqRfBZv7KT3oAFRZPWmWLWyNKmGyMEoU-QScS4q8D-hgup_PZe8flqn5tNI46gNssWxhzB0WVCfez64qhv2QhrtURJ/s320/107+(2).JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong>The bear came in the suite and attacked us with silly string.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#993300;">There are way more pics then this but I don't want to bore you and lets be honest..I don't really feel like uploading them all so ya get the picture with theses!</span></strong></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjID_tUQ_j1Vln8SUma7nqsyuSUcJ4htysod9sEgF0nVwpEdpt8TeQDSc4aC5LtPpO-xU2VYSmhznVkJzfRRPOIUydNPobVtMjV9bC-9n16-suBm_xfnOOlppdklZW4yFi7Pwkfgy2kEvMa/s1600-h/014.JPG"></a></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-29339474316204285022008-11-19T21:55:00.000-08:002008-11-19T22:15:24.932-08:00Blah<div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>Ok ok people..get your panties out of a bunch. Sorry my life isn't very exciting latley and have nothing to blog about. But I decided I guess it's about that time. About 3 weeks ago I finally started working at a salon. To be honest I was dreading it, but it hasn't turned out too bad.Luckily I love the people I work with. It's slow most of the time and sitting there all day is starting to get real old but what do ya do I guess..gotta start somewhere. </strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifScoptDW_Eorl9jEAVZCdo50vooIongJl_xNitCoopvukMwUQsWJMwdcsMNXXsJNgzUxfPPQHNW7FUTo7sblIC7HVBOVLoJxdXhbk_8bpVdtBgLUeAHdY5DAwIJvB-9GoPskeju4LkXQL/s1600-h/business+card.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617605627562850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifScoptDW_Eorl9jEAVZCdo50vooIongJl_xNitCoopvukMwUQsWJMwdcsMNXXsJNgzUxfPPQHNW7FUTo7sblIC7HVBOVLoJxdXhbk_8bpVdtBgLUeAHdY5DAwIJvB-9GoPskeju4LkXQL/s320/business+card.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>I like to think I'm official with me very own business cards.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663300;">So other then starting work nothing has really been going on in good ole Cedar Ciry. No snow yet thank the good man above. Sorry this isn't very interesting..maybe I'll just start making up stories to write on here. </span></strong></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmlnoVVMGGnVNxoiJnPS67LduBhfsVhGTQ0ZO1DCPefUMtq1jEBJ8gT_GTv_j5-NOmAcgmbVS28WrPB1s10a9phkBZwsvVOBJDpyE2lkn8r0RlD4w-J07tUKjX8WrHHrerphst6ToYQUzk/s1600-h/business+card.jpg"></a></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-61327984739204014142008-10-26T11:07:00.000-07:002008-10-26T11:15:50.450-07:00Alien House<p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#990000;">Ok so there is this house in Vegas that has more junk than anything I have ever seen..We call it the alien house, there's a story that goes with it but I don't feel like typing it and it's probably made up anyway. So yesterday we decided to take a drive by it cause we haven't seen it in a while. I actually think the guy got rid of some stuff..like the giant hot dog and the boat..but he added much more! It is ridiculous how much crap he has. You seriously have to sit there for 10 min. to take it all in. Here are some pics..but they don't even do justice of what it really looks like.</span> </strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH0j0sKv_yGZkuWU9ZOGfBGHKLAxTHzWJ48FmLtGy-t0ZnpfTWzwJjpOvkKJ7dCkTo9wFrFINg90JxpPbVXRvlKSMTv7kKoiNmW88wfovKKgVxsteBBnKfpBBSoVpYwGUGyoMOPqEai2Yf/s1600-h/CIMG0691.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261527628528488018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH0j0sKv_yGZkuWU9ZOGfBGHKLAxTHzWJ48FmLtGy-t0ZnpfTWzwJjpOvkKJ7dCkTo9wFrFINg90JxpPbVXRvlKSMTv7kKoiNmW88wfovKKgVxsteBBnKfpBBSoVpYwGUGyoMOPqEai2Yf/s320/CIMG0691.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisuPOqK40HPPNHhfS-tp0fwrvfFBJ5TS2opedDRLEIkn1YachXHCn1_oocvsjAZpUK4LUMA9fNt6-b6xJnot0CZ8Ryhe1vw6Iy5VadZpEriZKwxymp4bJmh9R6gTsCG4YzJCpZjyk5IL-s/s1600-h/CIMG0692.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261527637656223586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisuPOqK40HPPNHhfS-tp0fwrvfFBJ5TS2opedDRLEIkn1YachXHCn1_oocvsjAZpUK4LUMA9fNt6-b6xJnot0CZ8Ryhe1vw6Iy5VadZpEriZKwxymp4bJmh9R6gTsCG4YzJCpZjyk5IL-s/s320/CIMG0692.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-53450768081170390752008-10-23T10:31:00.000-07:002008-10-23T10:50:32.344-07:00Home for the Week<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDektxlIOGvxNJExnlpYjU08uYQCK5rZavwm-tDvPMGfmLG-wMZiACidUJ8kL7MZIzjZgg4T43_udljxYqpblMAM7WCuYvDE_Vb4f_YueS-SRRb-3ifoQO1FoMeVHIipY26cljsrlNRP0/s1600-h/CIMG0680.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260407038282057810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDektxlIOGvxNJExnlpYjU08uYQCK5rZavwm-tDvPMGfmLG-wMZiACidUJ8kL7MZIzjZgg4T43_udljxYqpblMAM7WCuYvDE_Vb4f_YueS-SRRb-3ifoQO1FoMeVHIipY26cljsrlNRP0/s320/CIMG0680.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><strong> <span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;">My mom thought it would be funny to jump on me.</span></strong><br /></p><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-k0RQjzM5F55kAZqe7psMCrh90zU1I9zcsHtmXN71MpKRNrL7AkU0vuHkNT2ojU1VvAOFRlmPpTjmiR-VIwt3pwlYP-QZ7Nhm2xoLf1AxXGfkjDuHZUbKARyOubQj5x1TAAHhVN73YM5l/s1600-h/CIMG0442.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260407027330009986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-k0RQjzM5F55kAZqe7psMCrh90zU1I9zcsHtmXN71MpKRNrL7AkU0vuHkNT2ojU1VvAOFRlmPpTjmiR-VIwt3pwlYP-QZ7Nhm2xoLf1AxXGfkjDuHZUbKARyOubQj5x1TAAHhVN73YM5l/s320/CIMG0442.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>Me, Chauntelle, and Ashley with our Slurpees!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#339999;"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This past week I have been home, in Vegas, doing what I do best...being a bum! Well this past weekend was one of my very good friends Chauntelle birthday so I decided to come down and surprise her and then I ended up staying a while. It's been fun. Of course I have been to 7-11 at least once a day while I have been here. Other then that I haven't really been doing much, Sunday was Lindsey's birthday so we had probably the best home cooked meal EVER! Fillet Mignon, twice baked potatoes, corn, bread, and homemade ice cream...really I don't think it can get much better then that. Me and my mom have done a lot of shopping, which I never complain about..oh and of course me and my dad have caught up on picking on each other and rastling...I'm pretty sure that is my mom's favorite part about me being home. ha.</span></strong> </span></div>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187668629892065750.post-56248172111540475782008-10-20T20:00:00.000-07:002008-10-21T11:01:52.172-07:00Graduation<div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Ok, I'm new at this thing so cut me some slack. I graduated from Evans a little over a month ago and just a couple weeks ago we had a cereomny I guess you could call it. It was held at the Crystal Inn, dinner was served then there was a slideshow of embarassing pictures, then Derk gave his sphiel. It was a good time. It's so weird to think that I was in school for a whole year, it went by so dang fast! Now I feel like I have to grow up, and who wants to do that!</span> </strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL8dDpYKLuNbqdKOV3eWCdYXvXwdezbweiKgvYdKe362WH-ggUkrvQnF3nGNkG2OCGYcSwpHRhvEi0pk-9aZKbGggPKigeoNT_vppmB0GMz9IayclxR24xKLL1T3UnDIXeLdpZ8Xeu5sJK/s1600-h/CIMG0636.JPG"></a></span><br /></div><span style="color:#663300;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO5QvAhx4dcfDZMOWp8qeiIX1n7eLcCb_ylIvdG11IxO4MJIK6xnK7jxMmlyQCh125Woq-YepngEjf3xAAf20nZBRxiixxLf8JpGd7LDa3092zowuKblUx84BAYNDYWXSeC4mqM3cVhobR/s1600-h/CIMG0635.JPG"></a></span><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMmcvlI7K38aM2WO-ATE_4F3STK3TGsCGU4da3vJoGxVBafins5ST_Ud0s_FZzCKtSu57RCsae433voNte_QexELT_K6IwZ7-3r_E-GMAwY8EGmzuFuTqSRANMlIF2wkFd3l1oO8DboQlG/s1600-h/CIMG0636.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259444550005222386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMmcvlI7K38aM2WO-ATE_4F3STK3TGsCGU4da3vJoGxVBafins5ST_Ud0s_FZzCKtSu57RCsae433voNte_QexELT_K6IwZ7-3r_E-GMAwY8EGmzuFuTqSRANMlIF2wkFd3l1oO8DboQlG/s320/CIMG0636.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#663333;"><strong>Me and the Parentals</strong></span></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PHArsbQxIw1qploLVPxtWKlQPj_cj1hVfl6-KSbewpsnbBouCyazQjTXz7Tv37F3OgEt6AApbku0VL6NnprwFJV4di5RMIOFHn1uY6VEeUGVg16KlOyQfqJK_mzzE7XVnLCiHO1q3KEK/s1600-h/CIMG0635.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259444544650948226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PHArsbQxIw1qploLVPxtWKlQPj_cj1hVfl6-KSbewpsnbBouCyazQjTXz7Tv37F3OgEt6AApbku0VL6NnprwFJV4di5RMIOFHn1uY6VEeUGVg16KlOyQfqJK_mzzE7XVnLCiHO1q3KEK/s320/CIMG0635.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#663333;"><strong>Emily, Courtney, and Me</strong></span></p>Jessikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06003270627183842264noreply@blogger.com4