<?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-3108370113757586824</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:38:58.331-08:00</updated><category term='BzzAgent'/><title type='text'>This is my Life</title><subtitle type='html'>crazy at it may seem.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6774555729980112950</id><published>2011-09-29T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:39:31.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BzzAgent'/><title type='text'>Awesome Yoga Mats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you Yoga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes you feel so good, and stretched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOGA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not having a good mat, makes Yoga not so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are many brands of mats out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One I have heard of recently is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mbTVInvjezI/ToTU1PVq90I/AAAAAAAABzY/dy_yCzFe7L0/s1600/eKO_Lite_AllColors300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mbTVInvjezI/ToTU1PVq90I/AAAAAAAABzY/dy_yCzFe7L0/s1600/eKO_Lite_AllColors300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manduka eKO Lite mat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is made from Natural tree Rubber, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"the Sea Grass surface provide a naturally grippy and  durable surface, the closed cell surface keeps perspiration from  sticking to the mat, thereby avoiding bacteria breeding"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a BzzAgent I have a possible opportunity to try this mat, and review it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would Love this opportunity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not only do I do Yoga weekly, but I Love my Wii Fit, which I need a great Mat for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please Allow me this opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6774555729980112950?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6774555729980112950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6774555729980112950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6774555729980112950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6774555729980112950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/awesome-yoga-mats.html' title='Awesome Yoga Mats'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mbTVInvjezI/ToTU1PVq90I/AAAAAAAABzY/dy_yCzFe7L0/s72-c/eKO_Lite_AllColors300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5607462881285531729</id><published>2011-09-28T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:27:32.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars on Blue-ray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L6b88MLON8/ToOXdWuaL2I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tuXH0GKFxYU/s1600/images-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L6b88MLON8/ToOXdWuaL2I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tuXH0GKFxYU/s1600/images-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Star Wars is no longer a trilogy. But there are 6.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(What ever that gets called)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even better news is that these 6 awesome movies are now on Blue-ray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As a kid I used to watch these movies on VHS and I thought they were pretty amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My family even had some children's books of Star Wars where you followed along with the cassette tape. Oh how I loved those books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIiqaRZ1VUk/ToOXb36_I0I/AAAAAAAABzM/c-mSwPX2d7g/s1600/95433c9e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIiqaRZ1VUk/ToOXb36_I0I/AAAAAAAABzM/c-mSwPX2d7g/s400/95433c9e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then the movies came on to DVD. Oh My Goodness. I didn't think those movies could get any better. And they added some new scenes, and changed somethings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know some fans were up in arms over the changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(especially when Darth Vader's image changed at the end of Return of the Jedi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; but I thought they only improved what was already GREAT!!!&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;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You might be wondering why I would dedicate a whole blog to Star wars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not only is it coming to Blue Ray. But As a BZZAgent I may have the Awesome opportunity to do a review of these movies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I could totally do Some Jedi Mind Tricks...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"You will let me review these Movies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I will....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have heard mix reviews already... Many have said there are way to many changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know those who do visit my Blog my want an Honest opinion from a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;REAL STAR WARS FAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am not oppsesed with them, but I LOVE these movies so much, I can give a very open opinion of the movies with all the improvements/changes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SO here is to hoping I will be chosen to review and give my opinion of these movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qm9tNWIAulI/ToOXel--c5I/AAAAAAAABzU/uVp2eSx-Gx4/s1600/star-wars-statue-yoda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qm9tNWIAulI/ToOXel--c5I/AAAAAAAABzU/uVp2eSx-Gx4/s320/star-wars-statue-yoda.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and do you know that Weird Al Song about YODA?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is awesome. But I usually listen to this song often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look it up it will make you laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&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/3108370113757586824-5607462881285531729?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5607462881285531729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5607462881285531729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5607462881285531729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5607462881285531729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/star-wars-on-blue-ray.html' title='Star Wars on Blue-ray'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L6b88MLON8/ToOXdWuaL2I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tuXH0GKFxYU/s72-c/images-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-1989983424614753017</id><published>2011-09-26T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T16:40:12.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LunchBots Duo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a bzzagent. I get the opportunity to receive products to review.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am interested in reviewing the product LunchBots Duo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I am an outdoor educator, I try to teach students about being stewards for the environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to find ways to have less of an impact on the environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We live in a throw away society. And for this reason I try to show the kids, and parents that come with them ways to have less throw away, and less of a negative impact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One way is to not use so much plastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are alot of great products out there that can be reuseable. But many of them are plastic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we know plastic is made from fossil fuel. So it actually does have a negative impact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also Plastic decompses as you wash/heat/ and use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always wished there were other options out there.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is:&lt;/b&gt;&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;But how wonderful do these LunchBots look. You can pack you snack/lunch for school/work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow this link to their website to look at all the varieties they have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://lunchbots.com/product.html&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to be able to review this product, and share it with others.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been looking for something differnt to take food in. And this just might be what I was looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&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;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-1989983424614753017?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1989983424614753017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=1989983424614753017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1989983424614753017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1989983424614753017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/lunchbots-duo.html' title='LunchBots Duo'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6321678904197955452</id><published>2011-09-19T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:12:15.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BZZ agent The Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For people who may not know, I belong to a group of reviewers called BzzAgents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am given the opportunity to sample products, share those products with others (from time to time) and submit a review.&amp;nbsp;&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;This time around I am submitting my desire to review a product in order to be a lucky few who review the product.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpnRASFifuA/TnfVoL1GESI/AAAAAAAABzE/_QXs-lDzFO8/s1600/The-Help-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpnRASFifuA/TnfVoL1GESI/AAAAAAAABzE/_QXs-lDzFO8/s200/The-Help-poster.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This summer I anticipated a movie that looked amazing, The Help. I didn't realize it was a book, but I saw 2 of my FAV actresses and saw a behind the scenes, and I knew I needed to see it.&lt;br /&gt;I defintly was not disappointed. I laughed, I cried, and I was left with some life questions. I thought "which Charcter would I be more like, if I lived at that time?"&lt;br /&gt;"would I have to courage to stand up for what I knew was wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;Among many others. I really love movies that make you think about life, while entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oFm4XbPua0M/TnfVqqw9CCI/AAAAAAAABzI/QsdXb6xr1zM/s1600/the-help1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oFm4XbPua0M/TnfVqqw9CCI/AAAAAAAABzI/QsdXb6xr1zM/s200/the-help1.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After seeing it I knew I needed to get my Hands on the book. I love reading books that make you think about your life and the choices you are making. I Know it wasn't meant to do this, but I figure if the movie was able to get me to think, the book must to this and more.&lt;br /&gt;It is told from the perspective of three women dealing with life in a racially  charged Mississippi during the 1960’s.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Favorite book of all time is "To Kill a Mockingbird." The movie reminded me greatly of "To Kill a Mockingbird". But in a differnt aspect of the civil rights movement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to find out for myself how much the movie differs from the book, and get to know more about the characters and become immersed into the 1960's in Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;I would so greatly love the opportunity to read this book, and let others know how great it is, As I am sure it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6321678904197955452?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6321678904197955452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6321678904197955452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6321678904197955452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6321678904197955452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2011/09/bzz-agent-help.html' title='BZZ agent The Help'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpnRASFifuA/TnfVoL1GESI/AAAAAAAABzE/_QXs-lDzFO8/s72-c/The-Help-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2196827293458469304</id><published>2011-06-25T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:08:17.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working at camp</title><content type='html'>Working at Trailside discovery, is Nice. There are A lot Of people. and they are all so differnt, and fun. My Favorite part is how A lot are more than willing to dress up and be dorks... And I am a huge fan of this. for Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the schnanigans (sp) going on at camp. and Hopefully a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is during opening campfire... Learning to be S.H.A.R.P.P&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7pvgIkrKCFo/TgZnWe6Cx5I/AAAAAAAAByw/tyDglc55Yeo/s1600/IMGP0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7pvgIkrKCFo/TgZnWe6Cx5I/AAAAAAAAByw/tyDglc55Yeo/s400/IMGP0005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQwb3zbNf54/TgZoL-tle6I/AAAAAAAABy0/4576xNYArgQ/s1600/IMGP0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQwb3zbNf54/TgZoL-tle6I/AAAAAAAABy0/4576xNYArgQ/s400/IMGP0007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Cat and the hat, with Samantha I Am... Giving the staff Thank Yous. It is funny and Cute. The cat is our Head Man, boss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rORcpnzIJa0/TgZo00Es7FI/AAAAAAAABy4/-DZQgWb6DdU/s1600/IMGP0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rORcpnzIJa0/TgZo00Es7FI/AAAAAAAABy4/-DZQgWb6DdU/s400/IMGP0008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is a video of the campfire, I posted pictures for earlier... this guys are cooky... They would sing songs about the differnt parts of Being SHARPP and this is about being Prepared, One would sing the words, making them up as he went, and the other would sing along not knowing what the other was going to say... So it made it even funnier... Oh and the sound they make at the end. 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(really Long Post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know, I know. It has been WAY to long since I have posted.... I lost Interest, Motivation. I was being lazy, unfocused and distracted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I promised people especially when I came to Alaska I would make sure to Blog. Again the same reasons as before were still here, and have not gone. So I am sitting here at the library waiting to meet up with some friends. and I have had this post with Pictures waitin to tell about my Alaska adventures, and it has been waiting for like a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So I am finishing It up and I hope to make this a regular thing. I haven't gone "OUT" and expereinced much. This is mainly out on field trips with the kids. My co Pilot was taking the pictures, I weeded through and found the ones I liked and Thought I would show them to you... A lot of the scenery has changed since my first week here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Flowers and trees have blossemed. the Sun is sunny, even through the clouds. It is turning out the be a awesome place for the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;So Here is my first shots of ALASKA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;Around Anchorage...&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are all of he turnagain arm (look it up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKxixZscn2s/TfPk7vQkL1I/AAAAAAAABxM/3z_4STNLX_g/s1600/IMGP0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKxixZscn2s/TfPk7vQkL1I/AAAAAAAABxM/3z_4STNLX_g/s320/IMGP0452.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OALBxU0FAQ/TfPl133DAjI/AAAAAAAABxQ/DcG-5AmRsp4/s1600/IMGP0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OALBxU0FAQ/TfPl133DAjI/AAAAAAAABxQ/DcG-5AmRsp4/s320/IMGP0460.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ice Bergs at Portage Glaicers Visitor center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have now seen BLUE ICE... Bucket list checked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iY5VxB1i2A/TfPnpWRKTWI/AAAAAAAABxU/PlI8aZDAjp4/s1600/IMGP0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1iY5VxB1i2A/TfPnpWRKTWI/AAAAAAAABxU/PlI8aZDAjp4/s320/IMGP0005.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out me and Smoky.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;He is "smokin'... sorry couldn't resist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V9M0QlMVlN4/TfPnuVC6DXI/AAAAAAAABxY/WDtYoti8Ibk/s1600/IMGP0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V9M0QlMVlN4/TfPnuVC6DXI/AAAAAAAABxY/WDtYoti8Ibk/s320/IMGP0010.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Byron Glaicer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzvFWKl4-T4/TfPn8BKfVkI/AAAAAAAABxg/V7XXSCJuXGI/s1600/IMGP0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzvFWKl4-T4/TfPn8BKfVkI/AAAAAAAABxg/V7XXSCJuXGI/s320/IMGP0016.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGQdv3DAlMw/TfPn_o3Id-I/AAAAAAAABxk/tTm1uYQbBEQ/s1600/IMGP0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="74" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGQdv3DAlMw/TfPn_o3Id-I/AAAAAAAABxk/tTm1uYQbBEQ/s320/IMGP0019.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfrbwpc8fJo/TfPoHhwDSFI/AAAAAAAABxo/wRdEw1VLsrY/s1600/IMGP0479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfrbwpc8fJo/TfPoHhwDSFI/AAAAAAAABxo/wRdEw1VLsrY/s320/IMGP0479.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Portage Lake... Iceburgs. Check out the Polar Bear Looking one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jyrc-fW6zRA/TfPoM469pfI/AAAAAAAABxs/n-H-BYHIBYE/s1600/IMGP0481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jyrc-fW6zRA/TfPoM469pfI/AAAAAAAABxs/n-H-BYHIBYE/s320/IMGP0481.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eklutna Lake, (sp?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my first weekend was a staff camp out here... Awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AzGbeb_ZV0/TfPoza5X6RI/AAAAAAAABxw/1Dy_r9H-sXA/s1600/IMGP0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AzGbeb_ZV0/TfPoza5X6RI/AAAAAAAABxw/1Dy_r9H-sXA/s320/IMGP0414.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqZV9jRNd0U/TfPpbL2zICI/AAAAAAAABx0/I6jPREzEaHY/s1600/IMGP0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqZV9jRNd0U/TfPpbL2zICI/AAAAAAAABx0/I6jPREzEaHY/s320/IMGP0415.JPG" t8="true" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was SOOO blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkSrOqqLnm8/TfPpg_oX-JI/AAAAAAAABx4/fQRVk9cEd9c/s1600/IMGP0420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkSrOqqLnm8/TfPpg_oX-JI/AAAAAAAABx4/fQRVk9cEd9c/s320/IMGP0420.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tuft of Moss.... it was so squishy and springy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I was COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gzG8ciMC2w/TfPplMhGxBI/AAAAAAAABx8/G8LR7y4dlA8/s1600/IMGP0422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gzG8ciMC2w/TfPplMhGxBI/AAAAAAAABx8/G8LR7y4dlA8/s320/IMGP0422.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Y4OVzVKPw/TfPpqaiRLeI/AAAAAAAAByA/jQy4BEnrmOE/s1600/IMGP0429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="76" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Y4OVzVKPw/TfPpqaiRLeI/AAAAAAAAByA/jQy4BEnrmOE/s320/IMGP0429.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I got 3 hrs of sleep the whole night... not cuz it was so sunny,&amp;nbsp;I have gotten over the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I was COLD, and I Hate camping on the ground. I am a cot sleeper. So having not camped in years I did not enjoy this aspect of it. I was BEAT, literaly there was a root at my feet, one in my back, and I was on the slope. Oh and I didn't have a warm enough Bag. SO I was COLD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1kqRdJPCdQ/TfPpume6xrI/AAAAAAAAByE/A0E76D9304w/s1600/IMGP0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1kqRdJPCdQ/TfPpume6xrI/AAAAAAAAByE/A0E76D9304w/s320/IMGP0444.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turnagain Arm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjUdoiCJE-w/TfPqi6847oI/AAAAAAAAByI/tyouHHwgnZA/s1600/IMGP0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjUdoiCJE-w/TfPqi6847oI/AAAAAAAAByI/tyouHHwgnZA/s320/IMGP0005.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Portage Glaicer Lake... It is beautiful... check out the glaicer in the background&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJeQnKRgpaA/TfPqoO6KURI/AAAAAAAAByM/RJAeEQkmVRY/s1600/IMGP0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJeQnKRgpaA/TfPqoO6KURI/AAAAAAAAByM/RJAeEQkmVRY/s320/IMGP0011.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1sZ22JBHaQ/TfPqq198KsI/AAAAAAAAByQ/cbYTsve72lc/s1600/IMGP0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1sZ22JBHaQ/TfPqq198KsI/AAAAAAAAByQ/cbYTsve72lc/s320/IMGP0014.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knik Arm... I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1W0vw1eW5w/TfPqv_wANHI/AAAAAAAAByU/rseiEDvXzRc/s1600/IMGP0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1W0vw1eW5w/TfPqv_wANHI/AAAAAAAAByU/rseiEDvXzRc/s320/IMGP0024.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can not get enough of the blue Iceburgs. LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LKos7JUm0bI/TfPq1Q6uzjI/AAAAAAAAByY/RaXAEzSvR90/s1600/IMGP0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LKos7JUm0bI/TfPq1Q6uzjI/AAAAAAAAByY/RaXAEzSvR90/s320/IMGP0035.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Alive Moose ever... He was making a snack out the garden in front of the center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun. He Stuck around for 15 mins or so. The kids who are locals, and see a lot of these, were more amazed than I was. I got over him after a while and continued eating. The kids We had to tell to go back to their lunches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1v_6e33hLE/TfPq6D8TWLI/AAAAAAAAByc/dDN5dFR-hCU/s1600/IMGP0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1v_6e33hLE/TfPq6D8TWLI/AAAAAAAAByc/dDN5dFR-hCU/s320/IMGP0038.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are SOOO Tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DRg0vaWdcA/TfPq9na8i0I/AAAAAAAAByg/DNraoG-cjGs/s1600/IMGP0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DRg0vaWdcA/TfPq9na8i0I/AAAAAAAAByg/DNraoG-cjGs/s320/IMGP0042.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wierd Looking Face, especially upper lip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXtqY6x1Ohw/TfPrKAchWuI/AAAAAAAAByk/SaNnSjgMzcA/s1600/IMGP0041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXtqY6x1Ohw/TfPrKAchWuI/AAAAAAAAByk/SaNnSjgMzcA/s320/IMGP0041.JPG" t8="true" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_895265326"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_895265327"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="54" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLhXLt_ZM4o/TfPn0ISf1XI/AAAAAAAABxc/Kt24dKeAa_I/s320/IMGP0013.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 407px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 1152px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLhXLt_ZM4o/TfPn0ISf1XI/AAAAAAAABxc/Kt24dKeAa_I/s1600/IMGP0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLhXLt_ZM4o/TfPn0ISf1XI/AAAAAAAABxc/Kt24dKeAa_I/s320/IMGP0013.JPG" style="cursor: move;" t8="true" unselectable="on" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-790518948587871248?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/790518948587871248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=790518948587871248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/790518948587871248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/790518948587871248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2011/06/alaska-really-long-post.html' title='ALASKA!!!!! (really Long Post)'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKxixZscn2s/TfPk7vQkL1I/AAAAAAAABxM/3z_4STNLX_g/s72-c/IMGP0452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7203721789057232368</id><published>2011-01-04T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T12:06:41.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year bring changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TSN8_7l1ZEI/AAAAAAAABu4/1TQI1p_01dA/s1600/under%252520construction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TSN8_7l1ZEI/AAAAAAAABu4/1TQI1p_01dA/s320/under%252520construction.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO I decided&amp;nbsp; to revamp my blog, and make some goals... Not resolutions, Hate that word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I am trying to figure some things out. And I am not having much luck. So It will hopefully be up and going this weekend. If not hopefully before 2012. This is on the tops of my to do list so hopefully I can getrdone. Anyone know how to give your blog a facelift, I would love some tips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7203721789057232368?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7203721789057232368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7203721789057232368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7203721789057232368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7203721789057232368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-bring-changes.html' title='New Year bring changes'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TSN8_7l1ZEI/AAAAAAAABu4/1TQI1p_01dA/s72-c/under%252520construction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7465656237478933034</id><published>2010-12-22T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:44:27.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Christmas</title><content type='html'>I LOVE the Muppets!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome because it features 3 of my FAVS. and then the 2 old dudes at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ysIzPF3BfpQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7465656237478933034?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7465656237478933034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7465656237478933034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7465656237478933034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7465656237478933034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-christmas.html' title='my Christmas'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ysIzPF3BfpQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5621460778126006384</id><published>2010-12-06T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T15:05:20.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been WAY to LONG....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know It has been way to long.... I lacked desire, motivation, Something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I have lately felt the need to blog. It was more like I cleaned off my photo card, and knew I should blog some of my pictures, These were top of my list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have to start by explaining. I Am very picky on friends that I consider close friends. Let me start again. I am finding I am a very likable person (I am not coincided) Its just it hit me one day at church/FHE I noticed how many people talked to me. Not me talking to them. And I was sort of in a I don't really want to talk to you mood. But it would stop. Why is it I am a approachable person. I Like it, but sometimes I don't want to mindlessly chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I kinda have a lot of acquaintances. A bucket load of friends, or people I hangout with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I have a handful of Close Pals. BFFs if you feel so inclined to call them that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do, and I never call them girl friends that is just weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they are people who I trust with my secrets and They for sure know what makes tick, Well for the most part. I like to think I am a closed book. I like to keep to myself. SO these ladies have gotten past the locked doors to my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some of my pals and I went to the mall.(not by my choosing, I hate shopping and I can't handle crowds. SO you can guess being in a mall would do to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Someone needed to get some Harry Potter stuff, and Then someone needed to hit up BnBW. SO I went. cause I love my Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I also Love playing in the stores, You know like you did when you were a kid, Playing in the clothes racks. well maybe my sister and I did All time, making the clothes talk. or playing Hide and go Seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SO I got Tanya to play in a fireplace in BnBW. ﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1lxrn-JdI/AAAAAAAABto/HWk20M_Io88/s1600/IMG_5623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1lxrn-JdI/AAAAAAAABto/HWk20M_Io88/s320/IMG_5623.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See doesn't she fit so well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1l7JP32NI/AAAAAAAABts/kdplrl5aqcU/s1600/IMG_5624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1l7JP32NI/AAAAAAAABts/kdplrl5aqcU/s320/IMG_5624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now the crazy picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The workers were looking at us, and laughed&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;the next pics are from Hot Topics, were the angry teenagers shop at. and People work there that you can't help but stare at. Also I think Management encourages colorful hair, lots of tats, and piercings anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mH7eNNkI/AAAAAAAABtw/8qGjHTCsBfU/s1600/IMG_5625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mH7eNNkI/AAAAAAAABtw/8qGjHTCsBfU/s320/IMG_5625.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I totally found this hat/glove combo and it was crying to have me where it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mUGIPSXI/AAAAAAAABt0/8RlqQ4pzvps/s1600/IMG_5626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mUGIPSXI/AAAAAAAABt0/8RlqQ4pzvps/s320/IMG_5626.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know you want to pet me and take me home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mgJklSWI/AAAAAAAABt4/aEIFAlqFJb4/s1600/IMG_5627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mgJklSWI/AAAAAAAABt4/aEIFAlqFJb4/s320/IMG_5627.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup I made her where these. Cute as a bunny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(I know it is button) (work with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mspJ4pvI/AAAAAAAABt8/e36kGzZ4Ra0/s1600/IMG_5628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1mspJ4pvI/AAAAAAAABt8/e36kGzZ4Ra0/s320/IMG_5628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok So I love Kate to death. She is trying to eat the earmuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told her they were fake, but she was just so hungry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1m6JVspkI/AAAAAAAABuA/iRycX8cUfk8/s1600/IMG_5629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1m6JVspkI/AAAAAAAABuA/iRycX8cUfk8/s320/IMG_5629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love me some KJ. and her scrunched up nose. Love Love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, I hope to be back tomorrow for another edition of what in the world has Stephanie Been Up To. See you then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5621460778126006384?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5621460778126006384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5621460778126006384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5621460778126006384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5621460778126006384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-has-been-way-to-long.html' title='It has been WAY to LONG....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TP1lxrn-JdI/AAAAAAAABto/HWk20M_Io88/s72-c/IMG_5623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8840257097661341983</id><published>2010-10-31T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:08:53.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Halloween</title><content type='html'>You know the previous postings, Like the ones down below this one, Yup those ones. I said I had a Halloween Costume all Planned out and I was UBER excited to pull it off.....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well I am Sad to report it didn't happen.&amp;nbsp; I know sad Awwwws But it is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first Time Ever in the History of Halloween I didn't dress up. I didn't play at a party, ward or with friends. &lt;br /&gt;I spent it waking up early Saturday Morning after only 3-4 hrs of sleep to go up to St George to my Great Grandmas house, to be with Family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sad, but Happy Time. I meant to post this week, but My Grandma passed away on this last Monday. So all the family is coming into St George for her funeral. and I got to come Early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All her kids were going through her stuff and I got to watch. It was fun&amp;nbsp;to see how even though they are all grandparents themselves they still act like brothers and Sisters, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bossing&lt;/span&gt; each other, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt; at each other and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Laughing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;AT&lt;/span&gt; or With each other. But with all thier wisdom they still knew how to be loving and Kind. But we cleaned and got all her stuff organized. I asked if I could have all her recipes and put them together in a book for us all to have to have access to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now funny story i have a cousin who has been leaving with grandma and he told me I have to stay at the house while they are going through the stuff, beacause he didn't want his stuff to be taken. And We laughed about it cause it is a funny thought. well as it turns out. The siblings found his stuff and didn't know and took it. He stopped them but it was still FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this post is turning out longer than I thought. Oh well. Long story short. My Cousins, Austin and Kara decided to take me to a Haunted House. I don't do Haunted Houses. I am naturally a Jumpy person, and I don't need to purpously cause me to jump. It isn't fun and it gives me crazy anxiety. But it was fun, and cool and scary. I was in the front, not by my choosing, but by Austin Leading me around, by my Shoulders. Like a kid. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went Jeeping. 4 wheeling in a jeep cherokee. It was crazy fun. not as fast but still fun. &lt;br /&gt;lastly we went to a Awesome Huge house to watch a scary movie, which is what you do on Halloween. We watch the Skeleton Key. I Love it, very suspenseful and intense scary. Kara climbed the couch and I jumped once. But I loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an Unconventional Halloween, but oh so Fun. Oh and it was the first time I gave out candy to trick or treaters. Totally Loved it. And I Love my Family oh So Much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now time to get ready for church. Ummm I so lack motivation. URG!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8840257097661341983?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8840257097661341983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8840257097661341983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8840257097661341983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8840257097661341983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-halloween.html' title='My Halloween'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2558296830658438527</id><published>2010-10-20T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:13:53.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made a Decision</title><content type='html'>Hey so I finally made a Halloween Costume decision. All my previous ideas I scraped. I don't have the time neither the mode of transport to get all the stuff together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided on something that would be fun, and easy to get together the week of. Since that is what I am going to have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the Progressive commercials? I know they are just as annoying as the Geico Gecko commercials. Not the wierd guy talking. You know, "will geico save you 20% or more on car insurance.." That one. I love those ones. They make me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my halloween costume. So that chick from the progressive commercials may be annoying, but I think It would be a blast to see. So I am going to be Flo this chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TL9o8YHAzJI/AAAAAAAABtY/HHjrInLD5ig/s1600/Flo" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TL9o8YHAzJI/AAAAAAAABtY/HHjrInLD5ig/s1600/Flo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I am going to be a red head version of her. but I think it will be fun and easy and hard to keep my costume clean.&amp;nbsp; Oh well Hopefully I will have a picture for you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-2558296830658438527?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2558296830658438527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2558296830658438527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2558296830658438527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2558296830658438527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-decision.html' title='Made a Decision'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TL9o8YHAzJI/AAAAAAAABtY/HHjrInLD5ig/s72-c/Flo' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5814162203832303478</id><published>2010-10-11T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:19:29.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Countdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So it is Halloween Month. And I need to find a costume. It has been a couple years since I need a costume. I never really had somewhere to go for Halloween, but now I do, maybe. And now I should dress up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have always loved making my costume and figuring what to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some of my rules of my costume is the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Must be modest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2. can't repeat costumes from years past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;3. It can't be fluffy. ie Fairies (Yuck)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Being a redhead, I like to be someone with red hair. Makes it easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So﻿ Now what to be.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of my thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8aawFKhI/AAAAAAAABtM/tXWU93xiiw0/s1600/AP16902RaggedyAnnClassic17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8aawFKhI/AAAAAAAABtM/tXWU93xiiw0/s200/AP16902RaggedyAnnClassic17.jpg" width="116" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8ZrorlYI/AAAAAAAABtI/4tA1s0sePlE/s1600/lucy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8ZrorlYI/AAAAAAAABtI/4tA1s0sePlE/s200/lucy.jpg" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8bAaRHkI/AAAAAAAABtQ/TbeW7kyBaD0/s1600/Daphne-Blake1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8bAaRHkI/AAAAAAAABtQ/TbeW7kyBaD0/s200/Daphne-Blake1.jpg" width="86" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daphne&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;or Ragdy Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But I can't decide cause I almost don't want to be them either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I kinda want to be a bady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;a Bad guy. I was actually thinking of being ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN-zNQIWgI/AAAAAAAABtU/lvNlh1l14H8/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN-zNQIWgI/AAAAAAAABtU/lvNlh1l14H8/s200/untitled.bmp" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think... Think I can pull it off... I think It is possible and it would be super fun to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bellatrix Lastrange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(is that how you spell it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still I don't Know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think? Any Ideas thoughts, suggestion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I only have 20 days. The pressure is on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5814162203832303478?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5814162203832303478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5814162203832303478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5814162203832303478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5814162203832303478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-countdown.html' title='Halloween Countdown.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TLN8aawFKhI/AAAAAAAABtM/tXWU93xiiw0/s72-c/AP16902RaggedyAnnClassic17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6748153051639360761</id><published>2010-09-07T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:26:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am who I am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKj-rW2MI/AAAAAAAABsY/b0ZLpKp1omU/s1600/4+gb+pics+472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKj-rW2MI/AAAAAAAABsY/b0ZLpKp1omU/s200/4+gb+pics+472.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKJg6Nm4I/AAAAAAAABsA/vMozd8YBbbk/s1600/4+gb+pics+375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKJg6Nm4I/AAAAAAAABsA/vMozd8YBbbk/s200/4+gb+pics+375.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKYZBYQVI/AAAAAAAABsQ/jXIt6cCBFY4/s1600/4+gb+pics+361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKYZBYQVI/AAAAAAAABsQ/jXIt6cCBFY4/s200/4+gb+pics+361.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I know it has been a while since I have posted, I have had a lot on my mind to post, just no motivation. What I am going to try to do is blog a little everyday and use the pics I have to make them greater (not a word) than they would have been with out one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of today I don't feel much like myself. I included those pictures at the top, Just a couple this past year, I do love self portriats. (not sp right). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it is I have a lot on my mind or if it is the lack of sleep I had last night, Thank you Mockingbird for that. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But either way I just feel BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why and it is hard to describe, but it isn't quiet depression. I just feel at a lost of what I need to do, what I should do. But not depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had my car for about 4 months now, and it is starting to take its toll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Montana it really wasn't a problem with being relatively close to things, and the prettiness of everything. oh and I had a job sop that kept me really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here in vegas it is not the same. I can't go on interviews for jobs with out a car, nothing is close to me since I live in the far north east side of the valley. So I sit and wait and wait and WAIT. I am trying to stay busy but it is hard. So who knows what can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep hoping to get my car back soon, so I can pick up with the next chapter of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well now i need to get ready for bed, hopefully I get into a better routine for bed, so I will be able to get sleep. Insomnia is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcQd7Y_nuI/AAAAAAAABsg/QvJda-9hvtI/s1600/4+gb+pics+515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcQd7Y_nuI/AAAAAAAABsg/QvJda-9hvtI/s320/4+gb+pics+515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6748153051639360761?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6748153051639360761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6748153051639360761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6748153051639360761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6748153051639360761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I am who I am?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIcKj-rW2MI/AAAAAAAABsY/b0ZLpKp1omU/s72-c/4+gb+pics+472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6345523692093255846</id><published>2010-08-13T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:56:35.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post while waiting</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;It is Friday the 13th ...... ohhhh so Spooky..... Ok not really but I used to love playing up friday the 13th but now this friday means something differnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The end of my summer job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am kinda sad about the job being done, It really was a lot of fun, I got to create a lot of lessons, I have gained a new appreciations of the people who teach elementry school. my camps ages all fell in elementry aged kids, and WOW I don't know how you have the patience and creativity to keep them busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I didn't take a lot of pictures at the beginning but the past two weeks I loved snapping pics, I will have a whole post dedicated to this job. But as of 4:00 I was done, but I am still at work waiting for my ride to go to a work BBQ, where I am the DD for a friend, I am always A DD I do not mind. but when I don't have a car I guess it was a perk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am still needing to finish packing, and I am getting annoyed I am not done, I don't have a lot time once I get home and when I need to go to bed, since I have to be at work early, and my ride needs to be at work earlier than me, so yup I have to be up super early and I don't get picked up till way after I am off, So I don't have alot of free time to pack, also It doesn't help to be an OCD procrastinator. I am so Bad I hate to pack. But hopefully it will be a while before I am moving again, or at least I will eventually find a big move and then not have to move again, for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well It truly has been a super fun experience, and I am totally looking forward to the next adventure, But for now I am signing off No pics sorry but I have tons to show till next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6345523692093255846?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6345523692093255846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6345523692093255846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6345523692093255846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6345523692093255846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/08/post-while-waiting.html' title='Post while waiting'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-446302194923010639</id><published>2010-07-28T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:49:09.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving in a forest.</title><content type='html'>This past week I used all the memory of my dads 4 gb memory card I borrowed from dad back over christmas break. it had over 800 pics on it Crazy huh? Well one of the pics was me leaving the San Bernadino Forest, Probabally for good, tear drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TFCJKwnGo8I/AAAAAAAABqs/4DDi_caRr6g/s1600/4+gb+pics+512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TFCJKwnGo8I/AAAAAAAABqs/4DDi_caRr6g/s320/4+gb+pics+512.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took these pics all by myself. Stuck the trunk of my car and set the timer. I finally got it to work. CRAZY ME. So here is my sad picture of what I will miss driving by everyday going to church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad But on to new adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-446302194923010639?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/446302194923010639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=446302194923010639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/446302194923010639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/446302194923010639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/07/leaving-in-forest.html' title='Leaving in a forest.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TFCJKwnGo8I/AAAAAAAABqs/4DDi_caRr6g/s72-c/4+gb+pics+512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-15382417326634506</id><published>2010-07-25T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T16:23:22.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a.....</title><content type='html'>i don't know what it is like, but I diffently disagree with Forrest Gump, It is not like a box of chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;My cousin Austin relates it to a snickers bar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is a good fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life right now is INSANE.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Montana, in a little suburb of Lolo. Super cute town, with only one main road. So when there was an accident one morning, I was stuck, and was late to work, and there was nothing to do but wait. That is another cool thing about Montana, People are so patient with driving. So you don't normally get honked. Not that I drive and get honked, but when I did, I would space out at the light and forget to go, and to my amazement I was never honked out. Nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I had My little tangent. I LOVE MONTANA, So being here has been great for me and a great adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have been here since June 3rd and I have only been able to drive my car for the first week. I had my engine kicked the bucket. In a terrible fashion. I didn't realize at the time that it was so bad, and had it towed to a shop that a member of the church owns. Well they don't specialize in Volkswagens but have a guy who has been working on them for a while and when they called me that day, it was BAD news. I needed a new Engine. WHAT?!?!?!?! I was distraught and in shock, so I called my uncle and had he talk to them about what else the problem would but. And sure enough that was a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 weeks of them working on it, and me praying everyday that they would be able to know what to do to fix it and It will be fixed. They called me the day i was supposed to pick up to break the news to me, They fixed it, but there is a sound still there with the engine. So I had given up and broke down and cried. Did I mention I was with kids at Council Grove State park. And I had to walk away from the kiddos for a moment. Called my mom, not knowing what to do, called my aunt to tell her I won't be visiting her this next weekend. And I was a wreck the rest of the day. At this point I was going to cut my losses and sell my car. Get out from under my gas guzling and money eating car. &lt;br /&gt;Well after talking it out with grandma and pa and dad, I thought of shipping it home to be fixed. So I called around to some car shippers and got it shipped that monday to vegas, and it has been there since. CRAZY right. My uncle is rebuilding a engine for me, I am going to have to take out a loan to repair it, (not what I wanted to do) But oh well I Need a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is my stress that happened to me at the begining of summer and continues to now. I have learned to deal. I ask for rides. or just decide it is not necessary to go where I need to go. It has caused my expenses to be very small. So I have saved some money. I haven't been able to take the trips I wanted to. Like glaicer or anything. I am not trying to figure out how to get home, since my car will not be able to be fixed before I leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why was I directed to this job in Montana, and my car died on me only a week after being here. I don't know But this "adventure" certainly lived up to its name. I know Heavenly Father is aware of the things that happen to us and helps us with what we need to accomplish. I have met so many nice people willing to help out and get me from A to B and also will loan me a car from time to time. I have no Idea how to repay or to share with them my gratitute. but what blessings I have recieved have been more than I ever thought would come. So Yeah. Life it is what it is. Not always sweet, there are some rough patches, But the end will be the sweet part. Can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-15382417326634506?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/15382417326634506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=15382417326634506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/15382417326634506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/15382417326634506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-is-like.html' title='Life is like a.....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2682026354967979608</id><published>2010-07-10T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T19:44:00.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO-EIGHT on seven-eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On July 8 I turned another year older... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have never been a fan of birthday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so maybe I have been early in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having a summer birthday meant party, swimming, and homemade ice cream, or store bought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Either way ICE CREAM was on the menu. Also was strawberry shortcake. My Fav&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate cake, never liked it, still don't, I am a little weak and will sometimes eat it, but then ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY did I eat that I hate this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well Back to the I hate Birthdays as I got older I realized Birthdays are just another day, nothing special, the world doesn/t stop and take notice. You don't look any older, feel any differnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All a Birthday is is just that, the day of your birth, another moment to take notice of you have made it through another year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your body/mind has a year more of wear and tear, and sad to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more year closer to your death....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well its all true, I have been told I am a pestimitic person, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(or however you spell it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I am usually looking into the greener side of life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But can anyone show me/tell me the greener side of having your birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was on my mission, my one birthday I celebrated was aweful. I really didn't have anything good happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all our inverstigators dropped us. All our appts weren't in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I didn't have a good dinner. &lt;br /&gt;I know you might say it was my attitude, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But in all honesty my attitude was there, I thought &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Birthdays on Mission I think it will be great, look at what we have scheduled. &lt;br /&gt;This will be AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well what a big let down I had, And then My wonderful Comp tried to bring up my spirits by playing on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so playground equiptment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVED IT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well From that day one, the rosed colored glasses of Birthdays were off and My original &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thoughts on Birthdays were back in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO Yeah, Birthdays not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year nothing spectacular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I didn't have a great day, But &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did eat Ice Cream. And that is what it is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(not the hokey pokey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Honestly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-2682026354967979608?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2682026354967979608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2682026354967979608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2682026354967979608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2682026354967979608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/07/two-eight-on-seven-eight.html' title='TWO-EIGHT on seven-eight'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5660869568650407832</id><published>2010-06-21T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:06:46.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things to Come</title><content type='html'>SO if you haven't heard, things just aren't going all to swimmingly for me her in Montana. Oh the job is working out great, and so are the people I live with. They are so kind and helpful. But Here is the things that are just going all to terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving around my first week here getting used to the surroundings. Loving every minute i am in this Beautiful place. When I am met up with this sound coming from my car, Monday driving to work I was so fearful my car was going to break on me. Got to work, and called my mom and through her and justin we were trying to work it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short. I am with out a car, and have had it worked on and It is still not working right. After I already paid for some repairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying about all this and one moment I thought I just buy a new car, well I don't know if I could really, living here and needed to register it in vegas, I LOVE my car, It has personality, and although i know it doesn't. I think it has an awesome personality about it. and Love driving it around. On all my wonderful road trips. Well after speaking to my grandparents who I LOVE so much, My Grandmother spoke t0 My mechanic/Uncle about what he thinks. and He says for me to ship it to vegas and he will repair it and I can pay him back as I can, with no interest. Wow, who can say they who are running a business would be willing to do this. I am truly greatful for my family and all the support they give me through all this ordeal, and for all the help of my friends I have made up here who are willing to drive me around and get me to where I need to be. I truly hope through their generosity that heavenly Father will see fit to bless them and thier families for all the things they stand in need of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way. so I was reading some of my blogs, not on my computer, since that to broke, and I have to give out more money to repair it. Yeah. I found this little mormon message about "Good things to come" while I watched it tears came to my eye, because it is what I am feeling right now. I am not sure why I was directed to Montana, and to the People I am living with, but I know I am meant to be here this summer, and there is something here for me to learn and do. But I am also giving this trial/test, still haven't figured out which one, to deal with and I will bear it well So I can recieve the blessings he wants me to have.&lt;br /&gt;You must watch it so good...Also I want to have Jeffery Holland tell me its going to be ok, it sounds like HF or Christ is saying it to me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/8nczw6xHJ0I/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8nczw6xHJ0I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8nczw6xHJ0I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am done rambling on about my life and misery but It will all be ok and work out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5660869568650407832?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5660869568650407832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5660869568650407832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5660869568650407832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5660869568650407832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-things-to-come.html' title='Good Things to Come'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3055702490883512374</id><published>2010-06-06T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:00:15.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Sky</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of posting the last week of work was INSANE... to say the least. I took tons of pics, and was very sad to leave, so i will be creating a post just for that, And my 9 month time spent at amazing High trails, But since I can't find my camera, and I don't have internet access at the place I am at, It will have to work that I will do it at a later time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I can do is share my first weeks experience. My travels up here will also have to wait, since I again don't have camera and documented the whole drive, via stephanie pics, or at least what I found to be cool and fun while I was driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made it to Montana on Monday early evening. I then drove through Missoula. First Impressions It is a super cute town/city. But I had to get to 8 mi outside of it to Lolo, Yes that is a town. it is super small, but the people I stay with live there So now do I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a basement room, in this wonderful family's home. They offered thier guest bedroom to me, it was kinda awesome the way it came to be, But I have the bathroom bedroom thing down. I was truly blessed to be given this living arrangement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been AWESOME. The people I work with are so friendly and open to helping me out or my stupid clutziness. They don't really go over what we teach, which is totally new to me, since all my other jobs, spend all training going over this is what you teach, where to teach it sort of thing. Here its these are the places you can go to. here are some filler activities. and se what works for you. and then they give us this binder that explains the classes we are supposed to teach. I don't know which one I like better, but I need to get cracking on my lesson for the first week of camp. I am getting excited to see how it goes. My first week long camp is about fishing... yeah fishing. I don't fish, I don't like to fish, I don't like to touch fish. SO I thought maybe this should be something I should bring up to them. SO lucky for me my co teacher who is there to help more than run the teaching LOVES to fish, SO I told her I can teach about the science and Bio but You have to teach fishing. and touch the fish. She was more than happy to help. Great right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missoula is such a fun place, there are BIRDS everywhere... seriously, and it is so green. Like really green, and just cute. I think it is going to be a great summer fit for me. Oh and they say it gets pretty hot here in the summer. SO I asked how hot is hot... oh like 90 degrees. WHAT????? 90 degrees is HOT for missoula. I then said oh well you must have humity then too. OH not Humitity there is 0 % so it is just a straight 90 degrees. How awesome is that. i just have to deal with that, no posioness snakes, just the typical grass things. and some misquitos. I think I have found me new Summer playground. anyone else what to come and join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to farmer's Market yesterday TOTALLY AWESOME. so much veggies. and Meat, cheeses. Flowers, Herbs, and handcrafted stuff. It was fun to just walk around, it happens every saturday in summer and in two places. SO I found my new Saturday hobby. Not everytime, but it will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Missoula does not have the same stores I am usually shop or gas. What Am I supposed to do when I can't use Chevron, Shell, or texico gas for my car. They have 2 kind, Exxon and the green dinasour and this other one, that starts with a C. I don't know what to put in my car since I don't want my engine to be all crazy, which I think It is doing right now. It seems to be acting funny. and I don't know where to take it.hmmm what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today I went to church, it is a super small ward, kinda like mine in texas. Pretty fun though. I met some people. and they think its cool what I do. SO yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be a great place for me. I still don't know what the Fall has in store for me because I haven't found any Jobs yet. I still can always go back to Cali but I don't think that is somewhere I should be. So If you know of any jobs teaching or science based pass me a note. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all, who ever you all are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3055702490883512374?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3055702490883512374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3055702490883512374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3055702490883512374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3055702490883512374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-sky.html' title='The Big Sky'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3164119994057679237</id><published>2010-05-23T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:00:05.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snow.... REALLY</title><content type='html'>So today was going to be my last sunday in the Crafton Hills, YSA ward. I haven't really made any friends, but I love the bishop he really has been great for me. But it started raining about 8 this morning then at 9 turned into the snow that I am cursing right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is coming down at an insane amount, to where I am not even able to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have closed the highway off the mtn, so I can't even go if I had chains, Which I don't. I don't even have the brush to brush the snow off my car windows.... Yeah left it all at home. didn't plan on it snowing the last 2 weeks of May. CRAZY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO no church for me, but I am listening to the ces fireside from last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I hate snow, I LOVE IT, but not here. I am so over the snow. well I am hoping it melts so I can get off the mtn, and get to the price is right. That is right Jana, from work Got tickets to it for tomorrow. 15 of us are going. It will be awesome. Who knows I might make it on the TV we will have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3164119994057679237?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3164119994057679237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3164119994057679237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3164119994057679237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3164119994057679237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/snow-really.html' title='snow.... REALLY'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3998894749746289704</id><published>2010-04-25T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:16:56.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My... week/Life happenings.</title><content type='html'>So I know I haven't done any posting over the last while... Like 2 weeks if I figure it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Nothing to spactcular has been going on in my life. I am enjoying my time working when it is sunny and warm. The snow has finally melted and it isn't even muddy, dry dirt so nice. But then this last week the forces of nature has made it snow, URG. it was only like 3 inches but I mean, WHY should we have snow. Shouldn't the tempatures keep so it would be a gentle rain. &lt;br /&gt;I know you are thinking why should I be complaining about the snow, I am moving to places where there is usually a good amount of snow. I Love Snow so don't get me wrong, but when You begin 2010 with a crazy 60 yr storm, and you get over 60 in I have had enough snow at THIS job to last me a life time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is going on. Oh So I have OCD.&amp;nbsp; not like I am anal about things, but that is part of it, but I think I seriously have OCD. It has had some bad parts, but this week, has been nuts. I Get panic Attacks when I feel Like I am not in control an saturday when I was at breakfast I felt everything crumbling around me. SO luckly enough I have some random Meds from a while ago. (I know old meds aren't good to take but it was all I could think of) But it didn't put me on my crazy happy high it just made me feel like I could handle things when I wasn't it control. I need to go get a new perscription before my insurance is no longer valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of medical stuff, My wrist is healing finally. I still wear the brace because it need support still. But I don't have to wear it at home, or sleeping. SO I am typing all this without a brace on. It is so GREAT. I have taught myself to do things with out my left hand to help. I am right handed but I found out I naturally use my left hand for a crazy amount of stuff. Of course driving a manual my L hand is always on the steering wheel and I leave my right on the gear shift I had to teach myself otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO have you ever been obsessed with anything, and that was all you thought about. Well I have recently been "obessed" with Shrek, not really the movie, I mean the movie was awesome, and I can't wait to see the next one coming out. But in Fact the Musical, Broadway thing. It has such an awesome soundtrack. I toally want to go and see it. It is starting it's tour soon. It is touring the country for 2 years roughly so I am hoping I will be able to see it. But I am finding the music is randomly coming into my head. SO SaD I know but what do you do when all you can think about is one thing, and the music is ALWAYS in your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO there you have it my life in a nutshell, well not really, But I am in a nutshell, or I am a nut I can't decide what is going on. But I can tell you now that I am 5 weeks away from Montana, and new adventures, I am excited to see what I can get up to up there. Love ya all you who read this, MOM... (insert name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3998894749746289704?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3998894749746289704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3998894749746289704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3998894749746289704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3998894749746289704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-weeklife-happenings.html' title='My... week/Life happenings.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6815910771225922200</id><published>2010-04-12T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:37:08.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi-HO</title><content type='html'>Well I am back at work... Not really looking forward to it, but My great co-worker Sharon reminded me to have a good attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have 7 weeks left CRAZY, I still have to get an apt, and figure out what goes and what stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm I am so excited, but nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I haven't found a job for the fall yet. And I am nervous about that. I can come back to high trails with no problem but I want to find something a little more perm. But I suppose I need to trust in the lord and have some faith he will take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since it is 10:30 I have to be up by 7:30 I best be going to bed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BACK TO WORK.. yipppee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6815910771225922200?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6815910771225922200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6815910771225922200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6815910771225922200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6815910771225922200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-ho.html' title='Hi-HO'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3267804181770816791</id><published>2010-03-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:06:19.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, and Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been doing alot of reading books, I never thought I would ever be someone to read 2 books at once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is just insane when I knew people to read more than one book,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how do you keep track of both books. How do you stay interested in both books,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just so many thought on why you should never read more than one book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well when I am in cabins, with the kiddos. (which has been alot lately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since Of my Bus incident which injured my wrist and I can't or shouldn't use it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read to them every night. It helps me relax and the girls to get to sleep... ( I will always read to my kids,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I say that now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have recently gotten into the Percy Jackson, No i haven't seen the movie, But a coworker turned me onto it, and it is AMAZING... I love Greek Mythology, and this book is such a fun read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO since i read the first one, I have moved on to the 2, 3, and now in the middle of the 4th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I don't feel I should read the others to the girls if they have never read them before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO I read mixture of Narnia, one week, then Aurlia, the next (borrowed it from the Sis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I am reading Alice I bought it last weekend. not becuase of the movie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the girls are interested in it since there is a movie out about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking about it the other day, WHY do I read so much, if I am not reading I am watching a movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(which I should mention since my silly job in the outdoor education field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have I would say quadruple my dvd collection, I have always valued I only owned DVDs I liked, like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REALLY Liked. Now If I liked it our wanted to see it or heard it was a good movie and it is under $10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will Buy it. I have gotten so many in the last little while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CRAZY... you should see it now Insane. really)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANyhoo. like I said I am either watching or reading, I finally sat back And Thought Why in the world Am I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this into these types of entertainment. Well I came to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here or wherever I am I am away from my friends and fam. I mean some &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of my coworkers are fun and I get along with them, but I don't hangout outside of work. I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am a regular homebody, I like to be in my room and chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO I read, or watch movies. I love the people in the books,and movies, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they have become my friends. Crazy again but it is so true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are there for me, and I feel like since I don't have a life, they are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;letting me be a part of thier life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well It made more sense in my mind then it makes sense it written form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my books, and Movies. SO good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My latest Fav Movie is How to Train Your Dragon. SO GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it and will own it when it comes to video. The voices are Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since there are no Hot Guys, cause Vikings really aren't hot... Sorry it true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they got Nice cute voices for some of the characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why they chose Scottish voices I won't know... Vikings came from Scandinvian. area. You know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Norway, Findland, Sweden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well A couple of scottish actors. Made me more happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the main dragon is cute, Modeled after stitch, it had the same drawer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok I am done rambling. And since my wrist hurts I don't want to type more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SPRING BREAK NEXT WEEK, YES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3267804181770816791?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3267804181770816791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3267804181770816791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3267804181770816791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3267804181770816791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/books-and-movies.html' title='Books, and Movies'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8346103682293073650</id><published>2010-03-14T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:57:20.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a waiting room.... (long Post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;SO I was thinking today of alot of things. I was catching up on my friends lives, through blogs and facebook, and it is so amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;( now just a little side note, I am in no way feeling depressed or sorry for myself. Just thinking)&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;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;But it seems tons of my Pals are getting married, or having wee little ones. Crazy...&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;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;SO then I started thinking about my life and where I am at in that. &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;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;I was thinking its like I am in the waiting room of eternal progession, waiting for the receptionist to call my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;and everyone else is getting called in and I am still sitting there. Not twittling my thumbs, but keeping busy and trying not to get in trouble, (you know what I mean)&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;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;I know my time will come soon, but I am so tired of waiting and am getting so antsy. SO then I was sitting in my room cursing the daylight savings. Stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;when I felt I didn't want to go to church this week. I hate driving down the mtn. I didn't feel like getting dressed, showered and all that stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Then I was reminded of something I heard, "its when you don't feel like doing it is when you really NEED to do it. SO I didn't really do my hair, I wore the simpliest thing with flats, and went to church. Now I did wear makeup cause Paste doesn't look right with out it. FACT.&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;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Then I was listening to old talks and just trying to feel the spirit and inspiration. It worked pretty good. But one I felt I needed to listen to was given to me by a friend it was a BYUI devotional by Bednar. It talked about the atonement isn't just for sinners trying to be good, but for good people to be better. &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;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;And I feel this is where I am at. and he connected it to stories in the scriptures of people praying for the STRENGTH to change thier circumstances, insteading of praying for GOD to change them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;This is also where I am at. I know Heavenly Father is there listening to me and guiding me but Sometimes I think I am asking for the wrong thing. He wants to bless me and everyone so much but he can't tell us what to do, that was Satan's plan. We have to make our decisions, and ask for Heavenly Father's stamp of approval. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;And sometimes He doesn't, instead he leaves it up to us and our best judgement. I am usually driven crazy about this. You know the whole OCD need to know everything, before I do it. and I hate the feeling of uncertainity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;But I am finding more often I am telling stop me if I am wrong, because it is all I can do to make sure it is the right thing. The only thing I have done that he has told me "this is what you need to do" is when I went on my Mission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Ever since then It has been stop me if I am wrong. And boy Has he stopped me a couple of times. So I know its a silly way to get directions but it is working for me. And I know He trusts me in my ability to think and plan for myself. This is why I think I get the feeling to just go for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8346103682293073650?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8346103682293073650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8346103682293073650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8346103682293073650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8346103682293073650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-waiting-room-long-post.html' title='In a waiting room.... (long Post)'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-158463147857524998</id><published>2010-03-03T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:04:01.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatwill Ido next....</title><content type='html'>so here i am sitting in my kitchen thinking alot of crazy things, looking at my left hand cursing my craziness, clutziness, and just dumb sense of gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you aren't aware, on monday i had an accident. i fell from the steps of one of the buses the schools came on. my feet fell out fron under me and i tried to catch mself on the railing, and managed to mess up my wrist. just one of them. i then unpacked the buses luggage, and wrist popped the whole time. so i am in a brace with it elevated. iced and not able to use it. &lt;br /&gt;What is the verdict... not sure i go back in on monday for the actual verdict, but it hurts alot, and i am going to try to teach with one hand, but we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why this posting is nothing fancy, since this is all piking the keys one at a time. my pointer and middle finger are working in a frenzy. i am not correcting anything, just so you get me in my raw from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in a good mood when i got at te drs office not to bad. just me being stupid again. then i found out our cook is sick... he keeps me sane with his culinary creations, and his banter with me. well with him out sick there are to many cooks in the kitchen and they are doing things all crazy like. which makes me annoyed more. so i ent and ate dinner, got annoyed twiked my wrst more, and i am in an unhappy spot, YUCK!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some tea, ice cream. and i am starting to feel better. &lt;br /&gt;well here's to hoping i don't die. and just remembering i will be good. keeping the sunshine with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-158463147857524998?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/158463147857524998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=158463147857524998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/158463147857524998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/158463147857524998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/whatwill-ido-next.html' title='Whatwill Ido next....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3101433173534514929</id><published>2010-02-28T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:57:51.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest week ever... For reals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I promise you this week was insane and long... I again signed up to work a time and half shift. Meaning I work in cabins all week, and then share a field group with another instructor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It wasn't to bad work wise, but it just seemed to Never-ever end. I had a couple of crazy things happen, but nothing major. It had snowed all sunday night, creating a nice thick blanket of snow on all our paths that we had just created. Lovely right. So monday consisted of shoveling, oh how I hate to shovel snow. i rather dig a hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well my monday was poo totally, I got my cabin group went to the cabin and it was locked. so then i thought of other things to do to pass the time with things we had to do, since I couldn't get in the cabin. This caused me to run late the whole day... I hate running late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then it was just little things, like covering three tables at breakfast because there weren't enough instructors. Then I had a girl in my cabin with crazy homesickness that she would cry everyday after dinner. It bothered me so much, I understand being homesick, but she was crazy crying. Everyday, I would talk her down, but by Wed I had enough, I became very short with her crying... I know she is only 12, but she seemed like she was 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then when I was looking at the evaluations from the kids and teachers, All my kids loved me thought I was fun loving and cared for them. Made learning fun type of deal. Well I kinda had a feeling the teachers weren't to found of me unlike the last couple of weeks when they were fond of me and didn't mind my sturness with the kids. Well these teachers wrote I taught the kids wrong information, and my sense of humor was wrong for the kids.... WHAT THE.... My humor and I wasn't knowledgeable... That is just pure crap. it pissed me off not that they wrote that about me, but that they thought, having not talked with the kids, since they loved me. I only saw them for like 5 min with my field group, and then at meals. So why did they say such crap. UGH.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well hopefully this week won't go so slow I am only on field so I just have to teach, and it doesn't seem to be sunny more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/S4r-zqNmFlI/AAAAAAAABoA/Ka0nMAUVs-M/s1600-h/icesicles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/S4r-zqNmFlI/AAAAAAAABoA/Ka0nMAUVs-M/s320/icesicles.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a pic from the monster icesicles from the epic snow earlier this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3101433173534514929?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3101433173534514929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3101433173534514929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3101433173534514929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3101433173534514929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/longest-week-ever-for-reals.html' title='Longest week ever... For reals'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/S4r-zqNmFlI/AAAAAAAABoA/Ka0nMAUVs-M/s72-c/icesicles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-4307288733024506267</id><published>2010-02-21T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:25:52.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week not in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>So this week was a little nutty but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pulling time and half. Meaning I was in charge of a cabin group but also sharing a field group with a co worker. In my cabin I had mainly asian kids, the teachers called them international Language speakers. They spoke Korean, Chinese and japanese. It was crazy listening to them speak to each other. &lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night we had campfire and I decided to do a skit with a coworker. It was hilarious aparently. I was just saying the first thing that came to my head. Which if you know me I do all the time. But in a skit it makes out for some good humor. I had the best teacher evals that I have had in a long time. even the teachers from the school I never even interacted with they Loved me and thought I was funny. One said, "I think I lost liver during her skit, if you find it pack it on ice and fedex it to me" Made my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then on of the projects I worked on friday was trying to get our cooks pull out to come out since it didn't. Mysite director and coworker were cutting wood to help fix it and they were using an electric saw on a propane tank while one was smoking a pipe. OH MY GOSH, I was so scared and laughed so Hard. I thought I was going to die. I wish I had a picture of it. Redneck america.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday night I got to see Sister Bednar speak. It was amazing, she did questions and answers type of thing. almost every answer she gave to the questions, she said something to help me in my situations. Very Nice to hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Today at church my bishop told me I have been on his mind for a while, So I went in his office, and at first I thought he just wanted to give me a calling, or ask how I was doing. you know the normal thing. But he sat me down and told me he has thought some things about me one specifically. Lets just say he is inspired and it will have to be its own post. I have a lot to think about, and I am doing another time and half. Man I want to sleep in my bed one week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well Hope its a great week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-4307288733024506267?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4307288733024506267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=4307288733024506267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4307288733024506267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4307288733024506267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-week-not-in-nutshell.html' title='My week not in a nutshell'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7737426580532370066</id><published>2010-02-15T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:55:41.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flakey</title><content type='html'>So I am totally out of it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried making lists, making goals. And just bunking down and doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WellI don't know what to do. None of this is working. I am doing what I need to basiclly get by. I do my job and then come home and veg out. Then I will shovel stuff or organize stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the extra stuff that I need or want to do I am so unmotivated. I either feel I am flaking out on it, or I am just not in the mood without the motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do a book report, I need to apply for summer jobs, I need to do more with my blog. I need to be a more productive person. I need to study more scripture studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of ideas. I don't know what else to do. Any ideas to bring in my motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7737426580532370066?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7737426580532370066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7737426580532370066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7737426580532370066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7737426580532370066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/flakey.html' title='Flakey'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5893142850561455064</id><published>2010-01-22T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:17:15.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>Can be fun in small doses or when you go and play in it for the weekend. But when you feel Like you are becoming part of the snow glaciers at the top of the mtn. Then you know You are in for it Bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think It is a righteous desire for it to stop snowing, I Pray and Hope, But I know its not really enough for one person to pray, alot of times you need more. But what about all those scripture stories about the people whos' simple prayers were answered by thier faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not a great a powerful person, or even the lowliest person, who needs that special help from Heavenly Father, But I am one of his daughters who wants to have a good nights rest in my bed, and a break from being with kids, and shoveling snow and the smell of wet socks. SO if none of these things will go away because there is no where for all this snow to go. PLEASE just hold off on the snow so the buses can come. and the kids will leave. Oh and we can get our cars out of the snow.. yup my car stuck!!!! BURIED in the snow. UGH WHEN WILL IT ALL END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5893142850561455064?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5893142850561455064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5893142850561455064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5893142850561455064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5893142850561455064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7814514151860814186</id><published>2010-01-17T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:47:42.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO Here I am on a sunday night, sitting at our unusually small kitchen table for the size of the sitting area in the kitchen. I have a pile of clothes from this weeks laundry oh and my vacation clothes still not put away to do. I need to make my resume better, not so silly. Do a couple cover letters and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it that I am so unmotivated and bored. &lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't typed anything on this blog in FOR-EV-ER, I apologize, But I was so unmotivated. So Why am I typing it now. Well after listening to Stk Conference I have RESOLVED to try to do things a little better. &lt;br /&gt;One is this blog... I have a couple ways of doing this... &lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen this 365 project some people are doing, what it is is taking a picture of your day, and then I would blog a little about it. (well and since I didn't start it till yesterday it will be not exactly 365.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd I want to make a blog of my teaching experiences, silly and the crazy, and the amazing. Yeah I hope I don't get in trouble for this idea. I won't use any names so who cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd I will use it as my soap box. or whenever I have something to get off my mind/chest. You all that read this which is most likely no body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup this will hopefully be my jumping off place I hope I don't go crazy this year, and my bordem doesn't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/396/F1B5703064162B9EF98EBCB7A3C79E78.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7814514151860814186?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7814514151860814186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7814514151860814186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7814514151860814186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7814514151860814186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-here-i-am-on-sunday-night-sitting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5741803306925163802</id><published>2009-12-06T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:13:56.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here is the dilly-o</title><content type='html'>So I have been poked at by many people over my lack of posting. I have no excuses. Although if I said My fingers broke off, or my computer crashed or I was locked up for a month. this might be better than the fact of I just lacked the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading blogs. I proud myself on being a blog stocker. But I work hard, and I get drained, and when the weekend comes I lost all energy and motivation. So I don't blog. Also all my great pictures of all my adventures. Is still on my camera. WHY? Well you see my computer only has so much memory and right now I already have tons of pictures and Music on my Hard Drive So this is making it difficult to add more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I have no pictures on my computer to add to my Blog I am un motivated to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I have 3 weeks of nothing to do. I figure I could add my pictures to the online picture holding places, and this way free up some memory from old pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am alive and well. Work is going well. I walk around in the snow teaching kids. throwing snow balls. touching the kids socks to make sure they have dry feet... Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a snow drop to happen tomorrow. But I am praying it won't hold up schools from coming. cause I need to be paid. SO I pray the weather although bad may not hold up program, electricity or water. since all are needed for me to be paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a merry Christmas. and now that I have watch the First Presidency Devotional I am so ready for Christmas. Is there any doubt those are men of God that just spoke to the world. I don't think so. I never have cried during silent Night, but Pres. Monson. Just put it all in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all. Who ever reads this, Mom and Tanya. I hope I don't become the A.S.   That snowman person. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't say it or spell it so thats what you are getting. Live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5741803306925163802?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5741803306925163802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5741803306925163802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5741803306925163802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5741803306925163802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-is-dilly-o.html' title='here is the dilly-o'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2926397045384790835</id><published>2009-10-18T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:24:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the Mtns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So I know it has been FOREVER since I last blogged... Tons of things have happened, both good and bad, But I have lost all desire to blog about it. So I have formed the blogs in my head. Not at all fun or exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So This job compared to the others is alot more fun and a differnt type of stress level. I can either be in the cabins with their kids at night and morning. Or I can be with them during the day teaching them various things. I have to teach them from set lesson plans, some of them are all right, but other I am struggling with, and I am not supposed to change things until I am cleared to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One of the classes i am supposed to teach is Climbing. That is new Its differnt learning how to belay someone. I have yet to be certified to do this, but hopefully this week I will be able to pass, since I failed once before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh in the dining hall it is run so nicely. It isn't crazy like at other camps. and the kids have total portion control. Oh and they cook Adult food too. So we don't have to eat the kids crazy food. Although its good too, But we have options. YUM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh did I mention our views are awesome. And I will be getting snow this winter... i will see how I fair with that. I am not to sure about driving on the mtn roads... Crazy loopy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love it here my coworkers are fun, Crazy people but they make me laugh And I like laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have my own room with a little floor space so if anyone wants to visit and get away I am not to far. In between big bear and redlands. So message me And I can be a tour guide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well Until Next week, when maybe I will post more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-2926397045384790835?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2926397045384790835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2926397045384790835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2926397045384790835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2926397045384790835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-in-mtns.html' title='Life in the Mtns'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6012765720230702650</id><published>2009-09-20T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:06:27.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Alive</title><content type='html'>So I moved.... I am all settled in my own room, after living temporarly In a cabin with 15 other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Work is great... I never thought I would enjoy being in a mtn setting more so than my last arrangement of Texas. It is very peaceful and scenic.... I will post pictures at one point... Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is stressful that there are more responsiblilties than my last job. and You have to teach the lesson plan like they want it taught... PRESSURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen some Mule Deer a couple times. And I have some amazing rocks to add to the collection... FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't think of anything else to add to this update... Life is good. My coworkers aren't crazy. I am one of the oldest workers here... CRAZY.. if I didn't feel old by turning 27 Now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hopefully I will get the swing of life and will get in a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get cell service sparticly in the Mtns. So Please Keep me in mind shoot a text... I do feel kinda lonely But not homesick. Don't get that confused... Well I better get to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6012765720230702650?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6012765720230702650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6012765720230702650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6012765720230702650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6012765720230702650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-alive.html' title='I am Alive'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6694681399447651350</id><published>2009-09-13T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:16:29.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STK Conferance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today was Stk Conferance. I was actually was going to leave Saturday, Just so I would have time to adjust to being in Cali... But I deceided to stay once I heard it was Stk Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you have ever been a member of the North Las Vegas Stake You won't really understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But I grew up in this stake and It has only been a recent event that I love Stake Conf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SO This weekend has been exactly what I needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We had Stake Temple Day on Friday. Did a session... Gained a sense of peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The adult Session of Conferance on Saturday was Amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We have a stk Center Choir. These are stk Member called and set apart to sing in this choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bro Green conducts. (I love to watch him) I can't help but watch him He is so fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well My ward was assigned the 3rd session of Sunday Conference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(yes our stk is huge we have 3 sessions... Crazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The talks we absolutely Amazing... So uplifting and strengthing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the Best Part of all of Conference is the Choir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They the best songs ever Like... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heavenly Father Loves Me, Dear to the heart of the sheperd, The Lord is my Light, Spirit of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the best one was an arragement of Master the Tempest is Raging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH my it is unlike anything I had heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would totally Love to have a copy of that song for my Ipod I would listen to it ALL the time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Just thought I would let you all know... Our Stake Is Amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is hard being in other stakes once you have been in North.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6694681399447651350?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6694681399447651350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6694681399447651350&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6694681399447651350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6694681399447651350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/stk-conferance.html' title='STK Conferance'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3702738244274118534</id><published>2009-09-13T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:58:26.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So Here it is September. I am all packed and ready to go to Cali, in 8 hrs... I know I should be asleep. I am on to that next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well I am totally feeling lame that I haven't blogged about all my adventures from the summer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Don't worry I will But I am not sure on the Internet connection or what it will be like for Work at the camp. SO here is an over view collage of my adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/Sq2tuBqIvMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cKQPU9Ca3gg/s1600-h/Summer+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/Sq2tuBqIvMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cKQPU9Ca3gg/s400/Summer+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;SO This summer My sister took me to San Antonio for the day, and we watched the travel production of WICKED... Man This was amazing. LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Oh and I saw the ALAMO it is smaller than I thought. But still cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My cousin Got married, Yeah Elise and Leo... SO I saw thier sealing here in Vegas, but went to Bakersfield for the reception a week later. Fun times with the fam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I had to say Bye to a sweet friend. Nicoley I love her. But we are all moving on to bigger and better things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I wasn't as active as I wanted to be, But I did hike in Red Rock once. But The funnest was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;THE NARROWS in ZION NP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Loved it had fun... and the group I went with made it more great....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(Why is it any adventure I take I end up getting dupped I new Nick name.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bubs, Tollhouse Janes.... WHY?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lastely I love cooking and I was adventurious on some things. Check it out at the bottem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well The next post will be me at my New Digs in CALI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wish me luck&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/3108370113757586824-3702738244274118534?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3702738244274118534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3702738244274118534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3702738244274118534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3702738244274118534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-in-review.html' title='Summer in Review'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/Sq2tuBqIvMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cKQPU9Ca3gg/s72-c/Summer+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8350892261787507073</id><published>2009-08-12T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:17:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update of sorts</title><content type='html'>OK so my last post was a kinda of downer... I know its been one of those summers. An emotional rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have been thinking and been praying. And I think I have come to a healthy resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am Happy to say, I am HAPPY, and waiting to see what life has for me to do in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer is coming to an end and I am coming closer and closer to the time I will be leaving for California. And I still have yet to accomplish anything from my summer list of what I want to accomplish. Well Hopefully i can get orgainized with my stuff before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope I can also have the motivation to do the back post I have been meaning to do. All my beginning of the summer fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8350892261787507073?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8350892261787507073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8350892261787507073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8350892261787507073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8350892261787507073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-of-sorts.html' title='update of sorts'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7899703072120007044</id><published>2009-08-07T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:51:23.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what I NEED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok I feel so terrible. I have blogged more in a month while living away from home than I have this past month.... I feel so terrible. I come home from my morning job with it in my head that I am going to blog about this or that... I have so many pictures to make a blog everyday for more than a week, But I loose all motivation by the time I actually get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the reason for my Blog is I need to vent.... And I feel I have no one who wants to listen to me, Just listen nothing else... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No passing judgement, or telling me whats really wrong, or how to fix it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                                           &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST LISTEN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to talk to someone about all the "STUFF" that is going on in my head with out it resulting into a Battle. I don't like to battle. Some people might think I do but I actually don't. Te people who truly know me know I am all talk no action. SO you might think I want to battle when in fact I am just letting of steam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So this is the place I sit at right now. I have so much going on in my head that I feel Like I am all over the place. I have so much stuff I want to accomplish in the short time I am still at home and since I have all this "stuff" in my head It is causing me to let things go, and sit. I DON'T want this..... Not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SO I am feeling rather alone, with no one to talk to, that is actually willing to Just listen. I just want some one's complete attention to listen to all the craziness that is going on so I can get it out of my head, and get back to a normal life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367450456676600514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/Sn0DwJu3isI/AAAAAAAAAdM/GtamzSgu8Rs/s400/San+Antonio+6-3-08+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe I should take out an AD onto craigslist... I will feed for someone to listen.&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/3108370113757586824-7899703072120007044?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7899703072120007044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7899703072120007044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7899703072120007044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7899703072120007044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-i-need.html' title='what I NEED!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/Sn0DwJu3isI/AAAAAAAAAdM/GtamzSgu8Rs/s72-c/San+Antonio+6-3-08+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5966696259811674391</id><published>2009-07-17T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:34:35.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over a week ago was my bday. I decided to make a long celebration of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my actual day of birth, nothing much happened. I had some job interviews. (nothing happened from those) :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Jen and we chatted for a long time. Then later that eveing I went I had my own celebration at U-Swirl Yogurt... it was GREAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was my Birthday celebration with my Family. We had homemade Mint choc Ice Cream. So very good. oh and Brownies. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got presents from Justin stephens Fam, Sonic card. And My Grandparents gave me a cool box with a rock. I Love rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the middle pic Makes it look like a lot of candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SmEKifEY0BI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ZxihZoSckYc/s1600-h/Birthday+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SmEKifEY0BI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ZxihZoSckYc/s400/Birthday+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then on Friday I had my friends meet me at Lucille's BBQ at the district. IT was YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Here are the pics. It was so much fun. Thanks for coming dudes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SmEKioJNo2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/FVqJArTs6d4/s1600-h/Birthday+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SmEKioJNo2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/FVqJArTs6d4/s400/Birthday+091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping this year all my dreams will come true.... Or something will happen for the good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3108370113757586824-5966696259811674391?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5966696259811674391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5966696259811674391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5966696259811674391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5966696259811674391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-recap.html' title='Birthday recap'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SmEKifEY0BI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ZxihZoSckYc/s72-c/Birthday+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6724130923882223992</id><published>2009-07-07T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:01:17.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Stephanie DAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok so maybe its not national Holiday.... But in my book it is an official holiday, and I think if you knew why you would agree it should be a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And THIS is Why.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Marks the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;27th Anniversary&lt;/span&gt; of The Greatest Day Ever in History....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;July 8, 1982&lt;/span&gt; at 8:45 am That it become My Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355954995813814226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQssQ52D9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kNbr1-WKvN0/s400/83+diaper.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you are not aware like so many American's are not. Today is the Blessed day I, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephanie Janes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was brought into this wonderful world, by the Great Doctor Booth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Dixie Regional Medical Center in St George Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Yes I am a native Las Vegan, but my life started in Utah. Its crazy I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQomQygDhI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AOPwY1Th99k/s1600-h/84+silly+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQomQygDhI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AOPwY1Th99k/s400/84+silly+face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love the drool, don't you?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am the FIRST Daughter to David and Sylvia Janes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355956087811258018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQtr06UtqI/AAAAAAAAAaM/sprWS6_HqIE/s400/84+swing+fun.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the FIRST granddaughter of Warren and Nancy Stephens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Oh and Great Granddaughter to Adona Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;SO if you are having an off day... don't be sad, Just remember Today is a day to Celebrate the greatest of all occasions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355963670253645346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQ0lLtdriI/AAAAAAAAAac/OFq3iegJNvc/s320/San+Antonio+6-3-08+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355950977763127938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQpCYf6MoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/k8zjahRJYdQ/s400/Elise+and+Leo%27s+reception+Cali+06-08+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6724130923882223992?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6724130923882223992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6724130923882223992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6724130923882223992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6724130923882223992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/national-stephanie-day.html' title='National Stephanie DAY!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SlQssQ52D9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kNbr1-WKvN0/s72-c/83+diaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5804290860975749314</id><published>2009-07-04T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:33:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While everyone is out there eating BBQ meat and watching Fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wanted to share My Love for this great Nation, and Everyone who Battles for the freedoms we enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am grateful to leave in the &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;promise land&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if things aren't running as Smoothly as it could It is still a great Place to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and One of the things that makes the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; one of my Favorite holidays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(besides the fireworks)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(oh and Ice cream...Homemade of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patriotic songs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..... Like last night at the North &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stk&lt;/span&gt; fireside....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was AMAZING..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when you can combine the greatest of all those things... minus Ice Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and add the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Muppets&lt;/span&gt;... yes Jim Henson's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Muppets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You get the Best Holiday celebration Ever.... SO Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thing EVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kDA9NbPAK8o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kDA9NbPAK8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5804290860975749314?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5804290860975749314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5804290860975749314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5804290860975749314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5804290860975749314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6153459884132704575</id><published>2009-06-30T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:38:37.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on to your Pants...</title><content type='html'>So Now That I have my computer back It will be time for picture overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many posts to do. In order to be caught up I may have to do two or so a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will great. So just wait til tomorrow. it will be AMAZING!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6153459884132704575?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6153459884132704575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6153459884132704575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6153459884132704575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6153459884132704575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hold-on-to-your-pants.html' title='Hold on to your Pants...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-543089702718525155</id><published>2009-06-18T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:02:14.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer misery</title><content type='html'>So I know the last post said I was going to post things I have been thinking about for a month now. I know You will have post overload someday this summer...... But right now I am have crazy problems with my computer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all started when I was driving home 2 Fridays ago from Texas, well actually New Mexico, by that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at a small motel just for a quick sleep. I took my computer with, the motel had wifi, so I could catch email and what not. Well I got up got ready and Just had to check something out on my computer (problem started there). So I grabbed my stuff checked out and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, cleaned up, and realized I left my Laptop at the motel..... yup i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately called them and they said they would send to me UPS and things were just fine.... no sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer came a week later on Friday, Oh you need a COD of a Money order or cashier check... I wasn't told it had to be a money order.... Dang..... So he gave me a slip to call and arrange a time to pick up..... I thought it was weird he didn't scan the pkg at any point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I called to arrange the number on the slip I gave them the ref number on the slip and it didn't match up with what they had. The dumb UPS dude needed to scan the slip he gave so the pkg number matched up with my slip number.... So they didn't know who I was and what I needed to get..... I am not a fan of UPS by this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally arrange the pick up, got the money order, and figured out where the place was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked it up this morning, so excited finally I have MY computer. It is something about MY computer... Its like my baby, I have all the websites I visit linked so it makes it easy to move around when surfing the Internet.... I have my documents that I am constantly working with, like resumes and cover letters, which I am needing to send to people. Oh and not mention Itunes and Pictures for my posts. Man I just love my computer........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Actually i don't have my computer. I was powering it up and noticed the screen was to dark I could barely make anything out. So I made it brighter.... no change..... My screen has a line towards the top on the screen..... They didn't pad the pkg, and put no insurance on it..... So now I have to replace my screen, using money i don't have because I still don't have a job.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think at this point I just don't care anymore..... Whatever, whatever happens happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bring it on!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just don't let it be my car........ PLEASE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-543089702718525155?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/543089702718525155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=543089702718525155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/543089702718525155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/543089702718525155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/computer-misery.html' title='Computer misery'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3161662341058572737</id><published>2009-06-09T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:33:36.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So I was hoping the next time i posted I would have alot of pictures and funny things to tell. Well It doesn't seem thats going to happen for till the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I do have to report, I made it home safe and sound, with just a little sinus thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also forgot my computer in the Motel I stayed at in New Mexico. So now I am having it shipped COD. Fun times, but thats what I get for being so absent minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in the process of applying for jobs, both Fall jobs, and then my sister said I should get a delivery jobs for pizza places. So since nothing else has panned out I thought I would give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I am just being lazy for a while. It is starting to get my nerves not having anything to do. But Right now my thing is to find a job, Next purge all my stuff I don't need. I just don't want to drive anywhere unless I need to so I don't spend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is my update. Hopefully when I get my computer I can post all those great post I was thinking about for 2 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3161662341058572737?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3161662341058572737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3161662341058572737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3161662341058572737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3161662341058572737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-9016094789732745108</id><published>2009-05-24T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:29:15.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home stretch</title><content type='html'>So I have so much I want to post about, But I am totally Lacking to motivation......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are good things and some funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I should post something about my week here it is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just about done, I only have one more week left of work.&lt;br /&gt;This last week was tough I got in some tiffs with co-workers but nothing to nutty, it just made work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this week things will go by smooth. I want it to be the best week. I hope the school is layed back. It makes things more fun and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will be back in vegas in 2 weeks. Hmmmm I hope that drive back won't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a feeling I am going to miss living in the middle of no where, I am truly enjoying the country life. I am not looking forward to living in a city. and I am not looking forward to being unemployed..... I wish I knew what awaits me when I get home. But I gues this is why they say sometimes you have to step into the dark to get closer to the light.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL I say BRING ON THE DARKNESS... Just will someone hold my hand...Maybe a cute guy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-9016094789732745108?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/9016094789732745108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=9016094789732745108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/9016094789732745108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/9016094789732745108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-stretch.html' title='Home stretch'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-1149756894497157577</id><published>2009-05-17T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:35:41.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of pictures..... Ok Motivation</title><content type='html'>So I have tons of pictures still on my computer and camera. I need to put them on my blog for all to enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have planned all these cute ideas for blogs. But I am totally lacking the motivation to actually organize them and get them on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Don't fear in the next 2 weeks I will totally do it becuase I don't any idea for a job for the summer, so I will be organizing my life, including computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO you have something to look forward too. I know I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-1149756894497157577?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1149756894497157577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=1149756894497157577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1149756894497157577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1149756894497157577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/lack-of-pictures-ok-motivation.html' title='lack of pictures..... Ok Motivation'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2658123436531803569</id><published>2009-05-17T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:31:25.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can a week get any longer....</title><content type='html'>Ok SO This week has been the longest week ever in the history of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fake friday, Meaning a school came in on Monday and left Wed, while another school came on wed and left on Friday. I know It doesn't sound to crazy but let me tell you it was crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are already 2 people short, since 2 dudes left and they worked at our Ray Bean Camp. So we had a fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first group Rann and Carson, is a school that was too big so they built the overflow school, but they are still coming together with their 180 kids. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Chow Hall we had over 230 people Insane let me tell you. i don't think anyone ever stopped talking to hear the announcement, and to do mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the kids were awesome little 4th graders. I had the same group for most of the trails and we had some really fun times. I had them believing this cat skull from one of the trails was my Pet cat Bubbles. I guess you had to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the group at the last half of the week was a little smaller, 2 schools one of 60 kids and one of 17 kids. the 60 kids was from Witchata Falls, and the other from the country town of graford. Fain, from Whichita were hormonal 6th graders, Wow there were crazy.... the teachers seperated them from square one from boys and girls. So at meals any activity like the hayride.... They couldn't sit together. But they weren't bad kids just boy and girl Crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Good things this week Happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually put bits in all 10 horses with out much of a problem.... Ok so it wasn't exactly easy.... most of the horses are tall so I still had to wrestle with them but I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to go out into the pasture to find the horses that refused to come into the corral. SO I went to look, and look. We couldn't find them anywhere, and I went to go into these trees and BAM!!! there they were. Hiding 5 horses just chilling, They looked at me like oh dang you found us...... and while I was walking them to the corral this Horse Cody was making sounds behind me. That was a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then when the schools were leaving, both the schools had these kids that told me I was their Favorite...... I don't care what anyone eles says thats the funniest thing to have them say that to me..... Great times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-2658123436531803569?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2658123436531803569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2658123436531803569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2658123436531803569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2658123436531803569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-week-get-any-longer.html' title='Can a week get any longer....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7103279143191961361</id><published>2009-05-10T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:48:22.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do your Very Best.....</title><content type='html'>So if you didn't Know I was asked last sunday to give a talk today. My response was, Oh mother's day so I should talk on Mothers right..... Bishop said I didn't have to unless I wanted to, any gospel topic would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I don't like being told that, I wasn't sure what to do the talk on, so I thought I should ask my mom, If she could listen to a talk on Mother's day sunday what would it be on....&lt;br /&gt;She told me she hates it when on mother's day everyone always talks on perfect ideal mothers, kinda makes here feel like a failure... (whatever mom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would rather hear a talk about since being perfect is unattainable here on earth, she would love to hear a talk on being the best we can with what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt good about this and went for it..... Luckily for me we didn't have a school this week, so Tuesday night I went to the churches website and looked for any talk about being the best, perfectionism, and mosiah 4:27.  I printed anything that had a good quote in it. I think I got about 12 talks. Oh I did all this while doing a phone interview which went rather well since I was also reading talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got all the talks read and highlighted. and Still didn't know which way i could take the talk. I Am not a huge fan of talks I rather give lessons so I get crazy anxiety while preparing talks. this talk was no differnt, I didn't know what points to bring across and I was the last speaker, so I had to prepare for 20 min, plus. Funness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday was my day to sit down and write it, I was absolutely unmotivated. I had to force myself to compile a outline, and find all the quotes I wanted to. I decided if I could get a good outline I would reward myself by going to see a movie... Star trek if you didn't read the earlier post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to dinner to get somewhat good BBQ with some friends from church. I talked them into going to see Star Trek and I was going to see it again, Until I felt I need to actually Write My talk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I declined after I gave them the idea... and getting alot of pressure to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually glad I didn't. I was up till 11pm writing it. I finally felt right about what I decided to go with this talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still was a little nervous. Oh and the talk before me was only 5 min and the rest hymn was teach me to walk in the light... very short. So I had about 40 min to speak...... Yippee Skippee Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got up to give my talk I actually felt like I was going to pass out, SO I warned bishop he might need to catch me. Luckily for me I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke for a full 30 min, It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards everyone enjoyed my talk, I got thanks, that was awesome, you did an amazing job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks mom for your stellar idea, It was exactly what I needed to speak on.  just so you know It was a good talk about instead of being and trying to be perfect in all things, We should strive to do our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorite quotes from my talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we shouldn't have Higher standards for ourselves than what Heavenly Father has established."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthiness is a process and perfection is an eternal trek. We can be worthy to enjoy certain privileges with out being perfect.  --Marvin J Ashton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church is for the perfecting of the saints, not a well provision Resthome for the already perfected    --- Elder Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to remember men are that they might have joy.... Not Guilt Trips    -Elder Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to be fast, we simply have to be steady and move in the right direction. we have to do the best we can one step after another.  ---Elder Witherlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So If you ever want to know the full talk I don't know if I could do it again, But I hope you all know perfection won't be obtained until we are ressurected beings So just Do your best and go to the Lord when things get to Crazy and you loose hope in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosiah 4:27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7103279143191961361?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7103279143191961361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7103279143191961361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7103279143191961361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7103279143191961361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-your-very-best.html' title='Do your Very Best.....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-404771148619190310</id><published>2009-05-09T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:56:11.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of the closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know cheesy tag line shoot me Later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have always considered myself to be a closet Treky (is it with a "y" or "ie") Fan. I don't know alot but I love the movies, and the series, well more the next generation and the one with the women captain, (its been a while is that voyager?) Not really deepspace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well when I saw the trailer for the movie I had to go see it. I thought they can't make a bad one, because there have already been bad ones! You know which ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Today while I was supposed to be writing a talk for tomorrow I decided for my first film I would go see by myself would be Star trek. SO even though I didn't write my talk completely Got a rough draft going on, I went to the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't give anything away. Maybe the next time I see it I will So you have from now till the next time I see it to go watch it for yourself, I can't not control what I give away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ABSOLUTLY LOVE IT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought it was a great movie and reccomends all go see it. It had enough referances to the old original show to make me laugh at differnt parts. Oh and the there is a guest apperance which made it even better. But I really Loved it and Am proud to be a treky ("ie") and I don't care who knows it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334023161410812498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SgZBze-Y-lI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NmMV3UHFw8w/s400/new-star-trek-poster_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I almost saw it for the second time an hour ago, I was so excited when I went to dinner with my Church Friends that I said I would go again but I needed to write a talk, I still wish I saw it again.... Oh well Next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-404771148619190310?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/404771148619190310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=404771148619190310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/404771148619190310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/404771148619190310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-out-of-closet.html' title='Coming out of the closet'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SgZBze-Y-lI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NmMV3UHFw8w/s72-c/new-star-trek-poster_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-607138307206376448</id><published>2009-05-07T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:00:05.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat + Humidity</title><content type='html'>= A lot of crazy people and Me puking my lunch and almost passing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW I am not a fan of heat and Humidity, Just the heat I can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and don't eat tacos and then work manual Labor outside when it is really hot.... YUCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-607138307206376448?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/607138307206376448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=607138307206376448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/607138307206376448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/607138307206376448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/heat-humidity.html' title='Heat + Humidity'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-4610110880337454774</id><published>2009-05-03T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:15:20.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This weeks post</title><content type='html'>SO I have alot of thoughts in my head and some of them have left too. SO lets see how this post will end up looking like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work was annoying. All of us were working at the same camp. Never good when we all have to work together. there are alot of selfish people. And then we all have differnt ways of doing things so it is always interesting. This week I had a worker call me a liar, Get mad at me and then blame me for some crazy crap that was going down. Apparently these people think I am also Unreasonable. hmmmm I think I am and also reasonable. So there. Oh well 1 month left and then I am out of here. No where to go, but I just need to leave. Loved the time and experience but I need to get back to my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID you know there is the swine flu in Texas. Not as bad as New York, but still we have it..... Crazy. I am totally not scared, I think I can keep it a bay. But It was a going joke at work. When someone sneezed we all said, "oh no swine flu". We joked that we should have a check point at the gate of the camp and check people before they came in so we won't get infected.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly because the pig flu is in dallas, there are schools closing for the next week or so. And the schools we are having come this next week are the ones that are closed, so No schools this week. Not a good thing. This means we have no income coming in, and we aren't in a good place financially. Well I hope it won't stop the next week schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so you want to know the best alarm clock ever. A Fire Alarm. No joke let that thing go of just for a second and your heart will be going so fast you will jump right out of bed. LITERALLY!&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of weeks ago the fire alarm in the house wet off not to late into the night, but still I woke up found nothing wrong and went back to bed. It had only gone off for a second. But then 2 weeks later it went off again, but for a full min, this was at 2:45 am. Lets just say everyone was awake. No smoke nothing, but since they are all connected everyone was awake. Well since I was the only one that noticed the second one, I went back to bed knowing its was a short in the wire system. But I woke up a found a coworker disconnected hers from her room, Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it went off again friday night at 11:30pm Fun.... I was reading so I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am still a little frightened that  I don't have a job for the summer or Fall. But I have total faith That I will be offered a position to the right job at the right place. I am Faithful and I know Heavenly Father doesn't just leave us alone, when it is a righteous desire, And I am needed a job to provide for my worldly needs. (not the bad ones) (I have taken care of those) SO say a prayer for me.... Just a little one would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all and I hope to post again, Maybe more up beat if this week I am not killed in my sleep by a co-worker. Love ya all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-4610110880337454774?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4610110880337454774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=4610110880337454774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4610110880337454774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4610110880337454774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-weeks-post.html' title='This weeks post'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7936544732379313111</id><published>2009-05-03T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:57:51.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINY DAYS</title><content type='html'>Ok so I thought I should post something about the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this week has had been overcast the ENTIRE WEEK.... Like can't see the sky at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think I was back in scotland. It would just have a blanket of clouds and they were low enough that I saw the swift movement of clouds. the wind blew some drops out, but it never rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Yesterday.... I was watching whats eating gilbert grape and I heard thunder and looked outside and it just poured and poured and then stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was driving into Fort Worth and the heaven's just opened up and all this wet stuff came out. While I was shopping in Target the power went out 3 times and emergency power came on. So I when I was shopping the power would go off, and I had to stop becuase I couldn't see anything. Luckily enough the power was on when I went checked out, but 1 min later it went out. But I got soaked and my car became cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Thats enough about the weather, I just thought it was nutty, there were flood warnings, but then a tornado watch... fun stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7936544732379313111?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7936544732379313111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7936544732379313111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7936544732379313111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7936544732379313111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-days.html' title='RAINY DAYS'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7284728543281644360</id><published>2009-04-26T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:26:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Retreat</title><content type='html'>So last weekend I felt I should come visit my Sis. I usually only come when its a long weekend, so I can spend more time, and with it being a long drive, But work has been getting to me so I needed to escape. SO I let her know. And right after work I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got here in 3 hrs, Not bad when the GPS puts it at 4hrs. And My IPOD was great company!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I did this weekend. I ATE ALOT!!!! Great food but totally not healthy, I will be regretting it later but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I caught up on Grey's, Ghost whisperer, and Natalie and I watched Marley and Me til 12. Yea late night, So It has made me tired the rest of the weekend, but It was a cute movie, if you haven't seen it. Marely just an all around goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, after lounging around half the day, Natalie and I decided to go into kileen area get food, and see a movie. WE went to this new burger place called 5 guys, It was great, It knocked in and out from my list of  top burgers. Its much better, but not as cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to see movie times, I really wanted to see the soloist, but it didn't start til 4:30. We had 2.5 hours to kill. So we walked of our burgers. We went to Old Navy, Target, and some other stores, Goofing around, taking turns saying OK I am ready to go.... Its funny how one min I would say it Cause I don't like shopping, then i would get distracted an then she would say it to me..... It went on and on an on..... FUN SISTER TIME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the Soloist is a great movie, does feel long after some time, but you never get bored, They did a good job with it. You should see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home watched some Disney, I stole music off her IPOD, and Movies, I LOVE DOING THAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Natalie wanted to take me to see Hanna Montana. SHE is a totally Disney freak, Me I was ok not seeing it, but if she had her heart set on seeing it for the 2nd or 3rd time why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was slow at first.... But at the end it was great. I could have waited to see it on video, but when you have a sister that has to see everything Disney, you have to make some sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again didn't get to bed til late, So I slept in almost to late, But still kinda made it for some of Sacrament meeting for the one Natalie would go to if she would go to it. It wasn't to bad, still not a big fan of the family wards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was my relaxing, never stopping weekend, Well I hope the weekend isn't nutty, and I am almost done, and should be coming home soon. well, Hopefully a job will find me before I go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7284728543281644360?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7284728543281644360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7284728543281644360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7284728543281644360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7284728543281644360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-retreat.html' title='Weekend Retreat'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8129035900204698726</id><published>2009-04-19T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:04:50.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounding board</title><content type='html'>So I found myself on this Sunday with a lot of things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(warning this is a super long post, Don't read it unless you have time, )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that if I don't figure out a way to get them out of my mind it is going to eat me alive from the inside out... So this is going to be the post that I get it all out.... I know it may not be the smartest of things since others can read it, and they will take it out of proportion. Know I am well, I just need to get things off my mind. To see things Clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was today's lesson in Relief Society that got me thinking about my trials that I have. And then of all things, these books I have been reading made me think of my Eternal Happiness. ( I know that book was written to be the perfect sort of life, But it still got me thinking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have recently applied for a job in Oregon, I had been hoping it would work out that I would be offered this job, I felt so right about it, But I knew if I didn't get it It would be for good. So This week when I was denied the job, for whatever reason, they didn't say, I was little Annoyed, and Angry..... It is mid April and I have yet to secure a job for the summer, or next fall. I have been praying and Praying I would be directed to a job posting that would work out for me, and so with every job I applied for I was hoping this could be the right one. But it was with this one in Oregon, that I felt it would be the best one.... Well apparently not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just been... Well annoyed a guess with my life in General. I mean I am happy with my job, but not with where, and I feel I am missing something. I am just feeling the joy and happiness that life would have for me. I feel I am at stand still, I know I am progressing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spiritually&lt;/span&gt;, I am learning so much about myself. Rather its the progression in General. I want to find a job that would be more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt;. Somewhere where I can make my home, I love the idea of traveling but I don't like, nor have I ever liked living out of a suitcase. And that is all these jobs give me a temporary address for a time, and then I am off to the next place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel Life is moving forward all around me, and then here I stand trying to move forward, but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;SO I have been praying for the happiness and joy that will come the the moving forward with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;progression&lt;/span&gt;, I want to move somewhere where I will feel this. So I have been praying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; that I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; notice from somewhere i applied or will find a place that will bring this happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a blessing from my Bishop for some low back pain, and in it I was promised I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; the happiness and Joy I am seeking... He said it word for word the way I have been praying for it, It brought so much hope in heart. He also said that it won't come easily, I will have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; and ... I forget the word he used but I will have some more growing to get it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I just have all this going in my head... I know I have many attributes from the Lord and I have more he is helping me develop. I hold firm to my faith, and the promises he has given to me through my Blessings, I have been given. I have come to realize there is a strength about me, that has help me overcome many of my trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have heard it say that "...with strength there comes some loneliness." And It is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; I am feeling. I know I have lots of friends and family so I am not "Lonely", But I feel there is no one who understands me... this is all I can hope and wish for, someone I can have who I can share things with, and can get me and understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will come, its just when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just have to hold out, stay firm in the faith. Rely on the scriptures, prayers, and use the faith I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those are the ramblings of my head today. I know trials are but a small moment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8129035900204698726?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8129035900204698726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8129035900204698726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8129035900204698726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8129035900204698726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/sounding-board.html' title='Sounding board'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7661593751414284324</id><published>2009-04-19T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:05:28.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot how much....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE TO READ!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you haven't heard from previous posts, I have been reading the Twilight Series. I started reading it about 3 weeks ago, while I took a co-worker to the ER, and I was there for 5 hrs, I am so glad I took it. I read and read, and finally got past the slow part, and then I couldn't put it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I read the whole book in a week, That weekend, conference weekend, I went to Barnes and Noble and picked up the 2nd, New Moon. Natalie told me to get more than one because when I read the 2nd I will want the 3rd. She was so right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I Finished reading the 2nd in 3 or 4 days, Luckily enough I had ordered it from Amazon, with the 4th. So I didn't get it until that Thursday, and I started it and finished it by that Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then I started the 4th one right away. I stayed up till 3 am last Sunday reading, I couldn't put it down. Then on Monday til 1 am. I was enjoying reading but, it was killing me at work not getting enough sleep. So I promised myself I wouldn't read till the wee hours of the morning, and I would get to bed by 11pm. Then I had it with me at work so I could read it on breaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I finished it on Friday by 7:30pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SO it only took me roughly 3 weeks to finish 4 Books, and these are Huge books. I am so proud of myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These books really pulled me in more than I thought they would. I don't know what it is. But they way she wrote them it was as if I was there seeing it all play out in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am not addicted to Twilight at all, so don't go thinking that, But these books were really an out for me. Work has gotten crazier, and It gave me away to escape the real world, and go into the world Stephanie Meyer created. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still have a month and half left of work, and I know especially with this last month and some I am really going to need a way to escape, so I don't know how I am going to do that, now that I am done with Twilight, I don't know what to do, Oh well. Maybe I will start reading the 3rd book again, It was my favorite. Hmmm oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7661593751414284324?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7661593751414284324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7661593751414284324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7661593751414284324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7661593751414284324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot how much....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7418529946988274696</id><published>2009-04-18T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:04:57.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas Temple</title><content type='html'>So I decided since I have been in Texas since August I should find my way to the Dallas Temple to do a session, I am really needing that extra clarity with stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to the temple without much problem. But the temple is pretty, being all greyish in color. And today's weather was all overcast so It felt I was back in Aberdeen Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a pretty temple, the inside and set up is unlike any temple I know... I actually had to ask where the changing room was. and where to get names, but you know people in the temple are nice and willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The session room was tiny.... Compared to the other temples I have been to. The Celestial room was pretty enough, But not as pretty as the vegas temple. And it was small, much like the Preston Temple. But no windows, so You don't get the light coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun at the temple, and I was glad I found my way with the GPS. I tell you I wouldn't have, I am not used to having so many highways, so many numbers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a pic of the temple... Not courtesy of me, of course I left my camera back with my bag. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326217494909167922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SeqGl5SIKTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/QE2nzm4dzRY/s400/dallas_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7418529946988274696?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7418529946988274696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7418529946988274696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7418529946988274696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7418529946988274696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/dallas-temple.html' title='Dallas Temple'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SeqGl5SIKTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/QE2nzm4dzRY/s72-c/dallas_lds_mormon_temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-1087362012981256137</id><published>2009-04-12T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:29:10.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Happy Easter!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know about you but today at church my mind was kinda out of the Easter Spirit. Even though I had been talking with a pal about it, We sang hymns and everything was very spiritual. I still couldn't get the spirit to be with me about the DAY significance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I heard about the Mormon Messages on youtube, I love these Check them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But They have recently taken Elder Holland awesome talk from Conferance and put it to video of Christ life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know about you but this was an amazing talk. He had my attention from beginning to end. And You just knew he knew, and He opened my eyes to the Atonement. More than they ever have been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO I have uploaded it, Watch it enjoy it, Love Ya all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EpFhS0dAduc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EpFhS0dAduc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/3108370113757586824-1087362012981256137?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1087362012981256137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=1087362012981256137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1087362012981256137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1087362012981256137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-message_12.html' title='Easter Message'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5941491134309925577</id><published>2009-04-12T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:17:10.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and Prayer</title><content type='html'>So like I said earlier, I have a tiff with my Boss and coworkers about How many things I have wrong with my health. I know I have them (Mom), I Know i haven't gone to the doctors a lot back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did in Scotland, Free health care... So this is where I learned I have IBS, And Ulcer, Chronic headaches, Anxiety.... and of course Asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ton of medication from that era on my life, but since I don't have insurance I have been able to figure out how to live with out the medication, by knowing how my Body feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well You and anyone else can tell me I am making this all up that is fine by me, But I know I am not, because when I usually am in Pain, I have nothing to take or do, so I used to call my HT, Shane and Parker and ask to have a blessing, and it worked out the pain subsided and I was able to go back to life. I know I should seek medical help, But if Christ could heal people than Why can't he heal me, with out a doctors help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday I was playing with the kids before they left, and I felt this aching feeling in my back... not thinking anything about it I just kept going. Well by the afternoon, It was a huge pain, I couldn't lay down, bed over, I had to sit on my hips twisted on the couch to just sit down. I took pain pills, and put heat on the small of my back but It still hurt so bad.... I was having a hard time walking right too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night when I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep, I wished I had the Home teachers to call, so all I could do was to pray. I asked Heavenly father to bless me to have the pain lessen till I could get a priesthood blessing on Sunday, So I could sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Not even 5 min later I had a small ache but that is all. And it was like that till today at church. They pain came back off and on, but I think it was just a reminder to get that blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I didn't know my HT for here I just talked to bishop and got a healing blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these not only do they heal your problem, but you also get a blessing, and in his blessing he gave me He said exactly what I have been praying and asking for help with.... A job location that will take me somewhere where I can find true Happiness. I was blessed I will find this place, and It will take some courage to go and do when I find it, as well as other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally grateful for the Priesthood and My testimony of the power of God power that he gives to worth men. It truly can to great things. I have come to realize all you need is a little bit of Faith and a Prayer and you can have Blessings poured out to you, because Heavenly Father Does hear and answer all your prayers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5941491134309925577?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5941491134309925577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5941491134309925577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5941491134309925577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5941491134309925577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-and-prayer.html' title='Faith and Prayer'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6694073388537179557</id><published>2009-04-12T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:02:49.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My week worth</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you but my week was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;.... Not like last week when I forgot the gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we had two schools come to the one camp so we were all together again. I tell you it makes it really hard. But I roll with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this week the schools were Christian, private schools.  We were told to watch out with how we discuss science with the kids, Keeping in mind, some of the theories May not be shared with their ideas. (did that make sense.... You know evolution, how old the earth is.... things like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no fear, since I AM a christian, who believes God Created science principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday I got sick, well my Ulcer decided to make its presence known, When i ate I felt I was going to throw up and when I didn't I was fine. Knowing I have to work I forced myself to eat.... Not a good Idea, so I had my head down, which my boss doesn't like, He hates I complain, when I don't feel good either. (I don't complain, I just voice it that I am not feeling fantastic). So he sent me home after lunch,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.. SO i slept ate tums, read and finished the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; twilight book, New Moon, Good stuff!!, And was on the BRAT diet, YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to work on Tuesday feeling a wee bit better, But decided not to complain anymore, since everyone at work thinks I am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hypochondriac&lt;/span&gt; (spelling???). But I suffered in Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Had a nice conversation with the Head person of one of the Christian schools that came, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; first visit, She complimented me on Being able to teach science &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; and still maintain my belief. I taught Legends of the stars creation, and she liked how I approached it,&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy with myself when she said that, I then testified to her without her knowing, I Know that the laws we study about in science are Heavenly Fathers Laws he is bound by. He has power over all the elements, and so that is how Christ worked his miracles, through that power. Its just man takes those truths and twists them to fit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; needs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; Evolution, when it can be adaptation. So that was fun to have the spirit there between the two of us while talking science at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Interview with this dude from Fort Stevens in Oregon. I think it went well, I do lack a phone presence, but I had a prayer in my heart if I am meant to get this job, it will work out.&lt;br /&gt;SO I will wait and see maybe my next job location will be the northwest coast of Oregon. FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't think of the rest of my week those are just the Highlights, Well There are more but I want to save them for their own post. So hope you read on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6694073388537179557?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6694073388537179557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6694073388537179557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6694073388537179557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6694073388537179557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-week-worth.html' title='My week worth'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8540008531576351092</id><published>2009-04-11T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:28:34.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to right about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright so I have had alot of stuff in my head this week.... And Yesterday I totally had it in my head I will Blog about this.... and this.... and this..... and don't forget this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Here I am in Fort worth.... I love chilling at my pals Suzanne's (from Church) Apt. It makes the weekend a little more enjoyable and it also allows me to get away from my Co-workers. Not that I hate them, But when you live and work with the same people You kinda get on each other's nerves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now that I am on my computer I forget all the stuff I was going to blog about... So Here I sit trying to figure out what I was going to tell you happened this week.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Hopefully I will remember it all and get the desire to blog... I know horrible, especially since this is my Journal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing I still have till tomorrow.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SeEZITn1cQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4ECgSWnyEoM/s1600-h/fell+in+Lake+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323563865025638658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SeEZITn1cQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4ECgSWnyEoM/s400/fell+in+Lake+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(This pic is for you tanya, One day I accidently fell off the boat dock into the lake, I caught myself with my armpits, One on the dock and one on the boat.... I was laughing hard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8540008531576351092?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8540008531576351092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8540008531576351092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8540008531576351092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8540008531576351092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-to-right-about.html' title='What to right about'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SeEZITn1cQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4ECgSWnyEoM/s72-c/fell+in+Lake+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-1728168110590300512</id><published>2009-04-05T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:06:31.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was very fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading twilight late Friday night.... It was so great... There were so many scenes from that I liked better in the book, But I do have to say the movie did help me get into it alot better. But now that I am sucked into it I guess we will see how the next month goes, since I will be working hard to the end of may, but will have twilight on the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it helped me any at the end of my book there was the first chapter of the next book, and I read it and I couldn't sleep because I was wondering what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second thing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sister emailed me on Monday letting me know that in June Wicked will be in San Antonio, and she would be interested in me seeing it if I would still be around to go to it with her. I told her I would love to, but I can't afford the tickets. So she is buying them as an early Birthday present, Like 1 month early present. SO I will be going to see wicked on June 3rd I am so terribly excited. All these years of singing music to a play I have never scene I am so excited to finally understand all the stuff between the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Third Thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have crazily applying to every and any job I could find the sparks my interest for the Summer and Fall. I really want to stay in the Outdoor education field but I will do field work for the summer to go back to OE in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I was thinking while driving to Fort worth to watch conferance, I thought where would you want to work for the summer..... I thought well I have always wanted to check out the Pacific Northwest.... I Love the Tree's and Green, and I have always been told It is comparable to Scotland's greenery. So I was determined to apply to a couple jobs in Oregon on sat. And I did. 10 min after I emailed my resume to a job I got a reply saying he would forward it to the guy in charge. And then an hour later I got a phone call... I have an interview scheduled for Wed or tues this week to work at a Oregon state park as a Naturalist/Ranger. It is Fort Stevens it in oustide of Austoria, and right on the border of oregon/washington state. SO who knows I might be up there for the summer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fourth thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved conferance I got so much out of the first 2 sessions. I have to go over the talks again with the ensign. I felt alot was directed just to me as all ways. But It was also confirmed to me that President Monson is truely our Prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching it with some church friends and these guys were talking about how they choose the apostles, and I said prayer. But they also said well they have a pool they have to get together first... they have to consider age, income (since they will have to support themselves), Nationality (these guys were saying they want to keep it to certain nationalities).....&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave the room, I don't care if they are right.... I Know that people are chosen through prayer and Heavenly father will tell The prophet who needs to be the next apostle... They were just making me annoyed they would sit and pick apart all of this. But anyways, Does anyone feel the same way about WHO CARES, how it happens, It just ends up being between him and God, and God knows all that stuff, and I don't think he cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those are my thoughts for the weekend. Hope you all have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After thought:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Ok So I was just thinking that since I have a blog I should post pics to go with my blog right.... I mean I do take pics. But I would have to say I am just to lazy to put pics on my blog.... I just have so much on my mind to think about going into my pics and finding one to correspond with the blog would be to tetious. Although I do have a lot that I will post at some point..... I will just have to do a picture overload and then you will be saying how about you stick with no pics for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-1728168110590300512?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1728168110590300512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=1728168110590300512&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1728168110590300512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1728168110590300512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5380380801714348640</id><published>2009-04-01T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:58:47.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you haven't been keeping count this is post number 5 for this week. yup that is right... SO if you haven't read all of them You better catch up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So back to the reason for posting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So did you know that vehicles need gas to operate. And also it needs a steady flow of gas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is why I am assuming people will pay whatever to get gas.... and complain about it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Did you also know that even boats need gas..... And they need the Gas container on the boat to continue to go......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also that some boat engines have gas in the engine, but not a lot so you HAVE to have the gas container to have the above mentioned steady supply of gas.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well if you didn't I hope you have learned, and Don't forget to always check for that gas.... Becuase if you don't you might end up like me floating in the middle of the Lake when the motor dies, you look down to see what the problem is and You relize you left with out the gas container that should be on the boat. (this particular barge, that I don't normally drive, has one you take off and connect...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SO here we are floating around on a choppy day at lake (you can't say sea it just isn't!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I then had to radio the boat dock to ask if they could bring the gas to me... and all this on a radio that all my co-workers could hear.... especially my BOSS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I kept apologizing.... They were all fine and we all kinda laughed about it... Our boat's name is the VALDEZ, The oil liner that ran ashore in Alaska. FUNNY STUFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just chalk it up for another SFM for me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lucky we were saved and all was well for the most part.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I did get punished.... I had to drive the hayride twice on a dirt road, that most people get stuck in.... FUN TIMES... I asked for a co-pilot, and it just so happed I chose the one who my Boss Touchon got the Idea from.... HG right there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I survived..... Another day.... just a couple more till conferance... YES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5380380801714348640?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5380380801714348640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5380380801714348640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5380380801714348640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5380380801714348640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/gas.html' title='GAS'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7345742363179647436</id><published>2009-03-31T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:14:22.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ADDICTED</title><content type='html'>Hey so this is my 3rd post this week. Actually forth I posted 2 on sunday.... I know I don't know how I will be able to keep this up... I might appear to be a slacker next week, But I guess I can be an over achiever this week... I have a lot on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from the last post I am sure you can see I am Sucked into Twilight, from reading for 4 hours in the ER waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well from that experience when I got back to work all I could think of is getting back to the book. So Last night instead of the normal put a movie on and fall asleep to it. I read hoping it would put me to sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope not a chance I was wide awake. so I gave myself a deadline.... 11pm then it was 11:30.... Then 12:00 then for real I have to sleep I decided 12:30.... Then that came and went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously didn't fall asleep til 1:30 am I am seriously insane... I am only half way. But by the end of the week it should be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I will want more... Where can I get a cheap version of new moon. hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame my sister... She gave me this addiction. I was totally happy not reading them and seeing the movie.... ROTTEN SISTER...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7345742363179647436?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7345742363179647436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7345742363179647436&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7345742363179647436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7345742363179647436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/addicted.html' title='ADDICTED'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5957949976224151929</id><published>2009-03-30T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:35:50.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful way to Start a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Today starts a week where there is only one school at camp so all Nine of us Naturalist are all together... Many people make Light work you are thinking right.... Not exactly. See here at camp Grady Spruce we have two camps. Ray Bean and Main. The Ray bean crew have thier own way and the Main have thier way of doing things... And if we are on Ray bean Ground we I can be my goofy self. But then on Main they are a little more serious and not proned to be Goofy.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO I was thinking Just take it slow see what you can do and what the school ends up liking. They are 4th graders, I am usually with 5th, last week 6th. But Its all somewhat the same.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we dished out the schedule for the week. I went to get the store bag when my Boss and Sertac were at the office and Sertac had done something with his back when they were getting wood. and Now was in great pain. I offered to drive him to Mineral Wells to the Hospital but I said never mind what ever you need me to do I will help.... Well I was checking for an email when Touchon, My boss, Radioed me and said get the Mini Van and take Sertac to MW's ER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO I thought Cool I get out of work for an Hour or two and Have cell service... Sorry if I didn't call you I was chatting with my sis. and Following up on a summer Job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we got to the ER at 12:30.... I luckly enough brought a book to read... Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HOURS LATER.... He got out of the ER... IT WAS JUST MUSCLE SPASMS... THEY THINK....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I saw other people come and go and he was still back there. I wasn't getting annoyed just frustrated... that it would take this long. And I was hungery but I didn't know if i could leave if he was coming out any moment. So I missed introducing myself to the kids. I missed the first meal. I missed my Flag Duty... I love doing it first so I can chat with the kids about respect for the flag... I don't think anyone else knows so it isn't talked about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO I didn't get back til 6:30 Just in time for Night Time schedule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO we got done early and here I am Blogging. SO hopefully today doesn't show it will be a crazy week. But instead because I got 100 pgs read from twilight, I will be able to have more time to read since I am now sucked in..... I love this book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5957949976224151929?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5957949976224151929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5957949976224151929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5957949976224151929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5957949976224151929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-wonderful-way-to-start-week.html' title='What a wonderful way to Start a week'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7418785407393373867</id><published>2009-03-29T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:25:51.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can do it</title><content type='html'>So I was supposed to get a hair cut and get Low lights by Laura my Pal. But our schedules are both really crazy. so it didn't get done.  &lt;br /&gt;I really needed the cut, my hair was always getting bad knots in them, and the ends were just dead.... I know hair is dead but You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I really needed it cut and there just wasn't time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am at work and I don't want to go somewhere and chance they can cut it right... SO I asked my coworkers if they knew how. and neither one said they knew but they could. SO I had Lisa cut it last night.... It should have been only a inch trim... oh and my hair was getting pass my shoulder blades. that long right. Well she cut it to just my shoulders so when my hair is all curly it is above my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bob like. I was shocked that is not what I wanted.... But it is cute, I did layer it too, By my self. I am quick learner and I have watched people cut hair so I tried and It made it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Picture to come i am not into to it yet... so i am waiting till I can get a feel for my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have learning expereinces with my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7418785407393373867?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7418785407393373867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7418785407393373867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7418785407393373867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7418785407393373867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-can-do-it.html' title='I Can do it'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5744778934262862707</id><published>2009-03-29T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:17:18.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Week</title><content type='html'>Ok So this week was an insane week, Just for the fact that I was just coming off a vacation, I got in late, with no luggage and I had to be ready for work by 8am. Hmmm I hoped the beginning wasn't a que on how the week was going to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me it wasn't But it wasn't Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a school come that is so big it took up both camps. they have been coming for a long time. and so They already have it in thier heads what works, and the teachers aren't afraid to tell David my boss if they don't like us. (the Naturalists)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So On very little sleep I was working with the school. I don't think I caught up on my sleep for 4 days. But everyday I Pushed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the days We had horses, I actually volunteered to do it the whole time... Why you might ask... I was thinking that myself. It was actually two Fold... I didn't want to do canoes. (glad I didn't they had ones that tipped). and then after spending time with Pal Kate, She thought it was neat I did horses almost weekly, But I told her they horses are annoying. But her excitement. Made me remember I actually like horses. SO I volunteered for it. AND it wasn't even that bad. I almost got kicked by 2 horses but I am getting better. I can catch saddle, and but bits in most of the horses. I borrowed Man from Snowy river while I was home and Watched it. I think I can deal with horse so much more.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get my suitcase back on Wed afternoon. It was great. to have my cleaning stuff. That is myself. I like that my coworkers let me borrow but there is something about having your own things to use. and your routine in the morning does revolve around your things. But now I can say my luggage was lost... and they broke a wheel.... But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only complained about once by the lead teacher, just because of something I said to a kid, who in my book has some attention issues. Meaning he does things to get attention. and I won't give it to him. SO I asked him to leave star lab after I told people not to talk. and He did. repeatedly. Afterwards I said something that was taken wrong, and it was but I got distracted mid sentence, and I meant it to be more of a polite jesture. Oh well. I apologized to her and the boy, the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brought  A Drug dog, and had thier high schools drum line come out... That was fun both times. I wanted them to plant the drugs on me... But they wouldn't I thought I would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;and Then there is something about drumlines. They beat they make it makes me want to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it wasn't to bad of a week. I am kinda sick now... but just in the throat, and nose. But thats what happens when there is a big change in temp and I don't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO there you have it a little view of my crazy week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5744778934262862707?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5744778934262862707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5744778934262862707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5744778934262862707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5744778934262862707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-week.html' title='My Week'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3753468906438741729</id><published>2009-03-23T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:05:48.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luggage and sleep</title><content type='html'>Alright... Here I am at work on break before I have to teach a trail.... And I am tired... Like REALLY TIRED... you know the kind that gives you a headache, and you try to nap and it isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my flight actually took off from the airport, after sitting on the plane for almost an hour.. and it was rocky while taking off. I wasn't ever afraid, but fearful we would have to comeback. So I got to sit in the emergency asile... where there is more leg room... So I liked being able to stretch out. But in the middle seat I was packed in like sardines. But oh well It worked better than the way to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we got to San Antonio. I got to take a good size nap. And then when we got there we took off rather quickly. But due to the delayed take off we were still late getting in. But We had a good tail wind So not to bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to get my bags and Surprise Surprise... No Bag to be found. SO I went to the office and the typed a thing up and said they would call when they find it. Well I don't have a cell phone that works. Hmmmm well I gave them a friends number and they will call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have anything to shower with put makeup on or brush my teeth with.... Lucky me my friend Heidi who picked me up had a bunch of toothbrushes and paste so she gave me one... Thanks Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I Drove home it was 2:45, and I get to be up by 7am so I can be at work. So 4 Hours of sleep fun times. I keep thinking I should have left earlier. But all sunday it was windy so It was the only possible time to get back. So I will have to just deal with this....&lt;br /&gt;I just want my suitcase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question how can you loose a bag when I delayed so much I was there 2.5 hours early. And I never left the plane. And It was only One bag. It was the same plane as the one I originally got on. SO wouldn't have been on the plane the whole time. So Whatever I just better still have that bag and I hope it isn't magically disapppered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but a blessing from this was.. My car has a broken speedometer and I have to use my cool GPS to tell me my speed. well last night when I was driving home I looked down and My speedometer was working. I was so excited because my GPS holder was in the bag that was lost. So I was able to go the safe speed and I never feared seeing a cop since I knew my speed.&lt;br /&gt;It was a true blessing. And got here faster than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still tired and grumpy. But back to work I go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3753468906438741729?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3753468906438741729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3753468906438741729&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3753468906438741729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3753468906438741729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/luggage-and-sleep.html' title='Luggage and sleep'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2310791717777603027</id><published>2009-03-22T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:25:16.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Fun</title><content type='html'>So here I am awaiting my flight back to Texas, which is delayed due to High wind in Vegas.... Wacky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lucky McCarren has free wifi internet so Here i sit waiting, wishing there was outlet close by to plug in for some power so it might die on the flight... No movies for my enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this vacation... if that is what you would call it... Ok so it was but I have been really busy that I haven't had time to really relax and enjoy not working. You know lounge around wasting the day. But with the work schedule I keep it would be very lazy of me not to stay  busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BUSY is what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first started the vacation with a trip down to Fort Hood to visit Natalie. It was a fun trip. We did some shopping, (with gift cards from christmas) and eating out. and watching movies... Race to witch Mountain. It was amazing, But entertaining. It was a disney film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then drove to Dallas to catch a flight home to vegas. I didn't get lost with My GPS but I did get in an argument with it. I wish you could have heard it, I was thinking I was being rediculas. But Thats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a good friend of mine took me to the Airport. Thanks again Heidi, Such a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got into vegas. I did lounge around for some of wed. But then I had made an appointment to play with my friend Kate. So I had to get up and start moving.&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun Time playing catch up and eating. Playing Yatzee and watching AI (still not into the show, but I don't mind watching it)&lt;br /&gt;I loved chatting about Life and the learning experiences we are all having. Its a little unnerving not knowing where life is going to be leading you. It was so much fun to talk with kate, and shoot the breeze with RJ but It would have been a bigger blast with Sheree there (since tanya would be working late). But I took what I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was preperations for My Mom's party on Friday. So I made a cake at Grandma's and Grandpa let me borrow the bug. Which I was so grateful for since I borrowed it longer than I told him I would, I am glad He didn't get to angry. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning my Mom and I got to used for Canyon Springs High school's CSI class quaterly crime scene demenstration. My mom and I were victims of a crime. and Ended up dead. There was a guy there that did makeup and made us up to be dead from someone strangling us. We both layed there fro 2 hours trying to be still. Oh it was hard. Mom moved more that she should, but I was better just becuase I tried to go to sleep and then I ended up going to my happy place. It was hard being on the hard floor and having....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we are boarding I will talk later.. Pray for good weather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-2310791717777603027?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2310791717777603027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2310791717777603027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2310791717777603027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2310791717777603027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-fun.html' title='Spring Break Fun'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3339572712505658166</id><published>2009-03-13T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:14:40.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OKAY...SO</title><content type='html'>SO I was thinking today I would Blog some of my random thoughts... Right since this is my blog, and I am trying to use it for my journal.... i really mean the try part. And a bouncing wall... (is that whats it called... sound board.... I don't know... I am so confused... I love dot dot dot... they are so very cool.) ( so no pics, I know you will have to get over that if you are to reading this really long post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;, thought, thought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes there they are... ( see it does work to do that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;1. SO I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; comments about my sad blogs. And complaining about my job... Well there are times I am annoyed and even peeved at people I work with... Things my boss makes me do... But I was thinking about it this week, When I was out with the kids on my favorite trail in the Rain. I LOVE MY JOB!!! I love teaching science to kids outside. I love that I am out in the middle of the sticks on a Lake, in Texas that was absolutely crazy weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;I mean there are times I don't like my co-workers and they really burn my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;biscuits&lt;/span&gt; sometimes. And it isn't fun that I have to work with them and if something not fun happens I can't get rid of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I live with them and most of the time I am driving home with them. So That part may not be fun. But I know I am where I am for what ever reason and Heavenly Father wants me here to learn things and Become a stronger saint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Especially Learn to stand alone. Since I don't have cell service and I have thought to get cell service, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I think I shouldn't. And I think It is Heavenly Father wants me to be able to do things on my own and rely on him more than any other person. I have come to realize my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; strength, that people have told me about and I never believed. So working here has made me realize what my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Patriarchal&lt;/span&gt; blessing is really talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;2. So can tell you I don't watch much TV since I am working such long hours, and I share a house with 7 other people, 4 boys (sports) and people who love reality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, on MTV, YUCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Well I have lately been able to watch some shows I love, when I have time, and some I have been able to get my co-workers into them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Like... Amazing Race, Law and Order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SVU&lt;/span&gt;, and Hopefully Dancing with the stars. and keep in mind these are only if I am not working during. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;But Lately since they are at bars, I have been able to watch Ghost Whisperer and this is one no one wants to watch And thinks it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. (If you think its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with it, I have been watching it since the beginning and I am sucked in and Love it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;So I was watching just an hour ago, and the story got really really good over the last month. and Oh my goodness, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tonight's&lt;/span&gt; was amazing, I missed the first 10 min. My pals hadn't left yet... So when they left it was mine... And I was so happy, By the end I had a huge grin and Life was good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;The thing I like most is sometimes I would like to think when I get married, the relationship Malinda has with her husband, makes my heart so Happy. So this is my guilty not really Pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Do you have a show that does this to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;3. SO Funny story, I am now officially on spring break. YES!!! for a whole week. My plans were to go visit my sister for a couple days and then fly out of Dallas to go To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Vegas&lt;/span&gt;... One to see my mom and friends, oh and dad, but he doesn't read my blog. and two to go to My friends Wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;So I was getting of early from work since I was supposed to work till 6pm since this school wasn't going to leave til 5:30 ( normally doesn't happen) I was thinking being packed before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; and then leave right after work at 3 or before. Well That didn't happen. I didn't get off til 4pm and I wasn't packed. Oh but I had my list. Then it took me 2 hours to pack... I know I am super mad. I was tired, I had been getting up the last 3 mornings at 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; to catch horses, it was raining. and so we ended up not. And then I didn't get to bed till after 10pm, and Some nights the sleep just hasn't been good for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;So when I was driving I got maybe 30 min away when the thought of ... "Man I am tired I might have to pull over and sleep, That dumb I am just going to Natalie's, its only 3 hrs away... ( looking at GPS)... what 4 hours are you serious. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; so I wouldn't get in till 11 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt; I don't know about this.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; fine... I turn around and go home to sleep in my bed and I will just leave early tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;So here I am at the works computer blogging and checking email needing to go to bed so I can wake up and start my spring break... YEAH!!!!&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/3108370113757586824-3339572712505658166?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3339572712505658166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3339572712505658166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3339572712505658166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3339572712505658166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/okayso.html' title='OKAY...SO'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5599451868701820375</id><published>2009-03-08T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:35:07.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Yeah</title><content type='html'>alright I have noticing a tread of my blogs lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad days for me..... You know that kinda thing. Pity party and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean my Blog to become a downer. AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not my thing.... I am happy stephanie Always... Well not always but kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anyways after my last blog I have to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that monday was horrible and I think my feelings were hurt all to much, and I missed having my friends to who love and know me there to enjoy that project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think Heavenly Father realized my sadness, so he helped my Attitude changing, and also to help my coworkers attitude change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was better But I am still having my struggles, not having any true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have come to realize the lesson I am learning here besides the outdoor education stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to tell you this lesson... But I will have to end here since I need to be heading back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH WORK!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5599451868701820375?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5599451868701820375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5599451868701820375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5599451868701820375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5599451868701820375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-yeah.html' title='So Yeah'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3097915583479007516</id><published>2009-03-08T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:15:43.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half a Centry ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It was on March 11 1959,&lt;br /&gt;at Sunrise Hospital&lt;br /&gt;the World as we know would never be the same.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia Stephens was born, the first daughter of Nancy Lang and Warren Stephens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories have it she came out with a head of bright Red hair, neither Nancy or Warren had red hair.&lt;br /&gt;But the Milk Man he did..... You decide for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was the story I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2882/1dcdb9bf1e9be0b398a48471a6684156/image/1e8a085e287032c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2882/1dcdb9bf1e9be0b398a48471a6684156/image/1e8a085e287032c8.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She later was married August 1979, (I think), To David Norman Janes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And would be the mother of 4 loud Red heads. 2 boys and 2 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SbRAAPdJkoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JuLteuO-VCc/s1600-h/Janes+Fam+dec+08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310940233469629058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SbRAAPdJkoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JuLteuO-VCc/s400/Janes+Fam+dec+08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SbRArTqC-pI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kHbUIwM1ZK8/s1600-h/Janes+Fam+dec+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310940973331839634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SbRArTqC-pI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kHbUIwM1ZK8/s400/Janes+Fam+dec+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One in which is the Blogger, Me... Stephanie Janes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;I will forever be grateful to all the doctors and Nurses, who delieved my Mother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course My Grandparents who saw fit to have a child, who then saw fit to have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mother on this week, (since I am not doing this on March 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 50th Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for teaching me all you know, and Passing on Your looks, to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say I am my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mothers Daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3097915583479007516?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3097915583479007516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3097915583479007516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3097915583479007516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3097915583479007516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/half-centry-ago.html' title='Half a Centry ago'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SbRAAPdJkoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JuLteuO-VCc/s72-c/Janes+Fam+dec+08+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-874990789335632857</id><published>2009-03-03T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:07:15.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed, Yet Happy</title><content type='html'>OK first of all I didn't have the best of days. And I wanted to talk to someone about it, but dang my phone doesn't work out here so I was wishing I had the ability to blog, but I knew I couldn't since the IT department blocks it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I looked at the top of the screen where you sign it and it was actually showing so I am able to blog... what a blessing. This is the only way I can let off some steam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we don't have schools this week, they have their state wide testing, so no school wanted to bring kids here so you would think or relaxing week for you right.... wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are making this float for a Mardi Gras Parade this weekend. And we are all working together, but the problem is we are all type A personalities. So it doesn't make working all to enjoyable for me. As it works out, people love to tell me I am wrong... that's a dumb idea, and Stephanie go do that. Why is it that they see it I need to be told those things. I try not to tell people what to do..... not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am kinda in the I don't want to do this anymore. I feel like I haven't done anything good, besides take apart some palates (sp) Oh that was so much fun, Luckily enough I had my Ipod going in one ear so My Music kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people Like that? I don't understand. This one chick who shall remain nameless, she was taking all these ideas of hers and our boss took her ideas, and then When I gave one, he looks at her and she said well that's alright, but to make it better lets do this.... Her idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be so angry, But I think I am mostly feeling the loner -ness coming out. Everyone has someone, and then there is me the little LDS girl who doesn't drink when everyone else is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight they are playing life, which I didn't play last night because I was watching HEROS (it was OK), But I went over and since most were buzzed and the others Have never played before I helped with the rules, So now I said oh I want to play.... Oh but there isn't enough pieces for you and you didn't play last night, So SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK So I will just do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on but now this is to long. Oh well... Sorry if you read all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I JUST WANT A HUG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-874990789335632857?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/874990789335632857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=874990789335632857&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/874990789335632857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/874990789335632857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/annoyed-yet-happy.html' title='Annoyed, Yet Happy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-4287407273221446389</id><published>2009-03-01T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:26:05.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging thoughts</title><content type='html'>Alright so its another sunday time for another update to document my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know if any of you feel this way, but when you do something of something funny happens, you think oh I have to blog that! Then do you ever think how you would explain it what you would say and how it would look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I do it constantly and then I am here in front of the computer screen and can't think of anything to say other than I am alive and well, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait is starting to come back to my rememberance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh so just yesterday I was driving into Fort Worth to come to Stk Conferance, which was amazing, Not quite as amazing as a North Stake, but very enjoyable, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well I was driving and a song, "how does he know he loves You" from Enchanted came up and It made me think of fun Megan Bishop and her love for that film, with Amber and Megan always quoting it. I smiled thinking about that. Then I thought of when for FHE we did a movie montage, where each group picked a movie and did a scene from it. My group chose Enchanted, with Kate being the princess and Ryan stewart playing the Dude, not the prince, But I laughed so hard when I pictured Kate running around the gym in her Princess sleeves. "Love ya Kate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New thought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;So I have become addicted to the show... ABDC, America's Best Dance Crew.... I love seeing the moves in awe.... I liked this season because I lot of people are good, some of them I am thinking Yuck no.... So now it was down to the best 3, with one getting removed before the final this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;I wanted this group fly kicks to leave beacause they are these cheerleaders, I feel are just selling thier bodies. Lucky for me they didn't make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;But these two crews I loved from the beginning. Quest. and Beat Freaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;Well the past two dances Beat freaks did weren't thier best but they have done some amazing dances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But Quest, wow I was just blown away by them. So who knows who will win, but it will be good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New thought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ok does anyone ever think about life, and where they are headed. Maybe you do it more when you are single. I have been doing it alot lately. I pray I will be accepted by a job, or that I will find a job for the summer that I will help me further my knowledge and skills. But I haven't come up with any leads, on jobs I have applied for yet. there is still time, but I am getting antsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am also getting not worried, but when I talk to people about my future and where I want to settle down for good, I don't know, I am just going with the flow.... I am always hoping I will find a guy who would be interested in dating me, but it just hasn't happened yet, But no worries I am having fun doing other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lately I have had a feeling of being lost in what I am supposed to be doing, But Its not bad, its hard to explain, I am starting to think its all my over anazlying things. Its funny how I am always having this need to have things all planned out and when I don't I feel like I am losing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I know silly stephanie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyone else have the random thoughts come to your head.... or is it just silly Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-4287407273221446389?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4287407273221446389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=4287407273221446389&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4287407273221446389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4287407273221446389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-thoughts.html' title='Blogging thoughts'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3361693872748656621</id><published>2009-02-22T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:18:32.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Just in case you didn't know I drive almost 100 Miles everysunday one way to church... Yes that means I am putting crazy miles on my car. Oh Well thats Why I have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I was told almost 2 months ago about a new way to go to bipass this town that has the slowest limit through most of the town. Well its has been great takes about 10 mins off my time. so instead of getting to church right when it starts I actually get there somewhat early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Last sunday I was on my way to church enjoying the country side when I spoted this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SaHODxxEEwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EvEsbhO2Rj4/s1600-h/animals+in+Texas+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305748400313209602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SaHODxxEEwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EvEsbhO2Rj4/s400/animals+in+Texas+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No these are not crazy looking ponies or horses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are infact ZEBRAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No this wasn't a zoo, or a wildlife park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a ranch, named the river.... in spanish. I will look next time. I heard this guy had Wild African animals, But I thought sure.... Well it turns out he does. I pulled over to get this and a couple other pictures, and continued on my way.... Well further up the road I saw antelope. The african Kind.&lt;br /&gt;If I went to the Gourley's Africa room. I know I would find the animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought how cool is that, Well It made my sunday Nice. I went home and told my room Mates and they didn't believe me till I showed the pics. thats right I am not a liar. Usually =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3361693872748656621?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3361693872748656621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3361693872748656621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3361693872748656621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3361693872748656621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/sundays.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SaHODxxEEwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EvEsbhO2Rj4/s72-c/animals+in+Texas+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8078537677824939379</id><published>2009-02-22T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:08:19.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I have been thinking about posting this for a while now.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get to post except on special occasions at work. But I am so excited to post about this I have been working it out in my head for sometime. and I am going with this approach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So recently I have made a special addition to my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so very excited its been a long time coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been very hesitant, and I don't like rushing into anything so I took My time till I knew it was the right one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may think there would have been better choices out there, But I really wanted one. and so I just dove in head first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given its not perfect. It takes a lot to get him turned on, but its worth the wait. He lets me know when I am going to fast. Boy do I need that. My life has always been in the fast lane......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so you may be laughing by now so let me show you a picture.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SaHLwchs_nI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KlpkIqECQXI/s1600-h/my+new+toy+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305745869170867826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SaHLwchs_nI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KlpkIqECQXI/s400/my+new+toy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't It look great, I got a great deal on Ebay, I didn't put in on Plastic, so he is all paid for and Mine. Now I won't get lost. I will be able to find my way to the temple one of these weekends. Also I am pretty sure He is an investment In not getting any tickets. Since My speedometer is broken I need something to stop me from going to fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best part he tells me which lane to be in. and Here in texas I need that on the free ways. They have so many Intersecting Highways so I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not a garmin, or any other well known brand. But this is a company started in Europe. And so Far no compliants. I do Like that it has all of North America Maps, Just not the contiential US which the others one's only have that, you Know Just in case I decide to move to Alaska. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the cheese Before but I wanted to do it like that It adds a little excitement for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8078537677824939379?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8078537677824939379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8078537677824939379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8078537677824939379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8078537677824939379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-in-my-life.html' title='New In My Life'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SaHLwchs_nI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KlpkIqECQXI/s72-c/my+new+toy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5532150110285183644</id><published>2009-02-20T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:23:47.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupor of thought</title><content type='html'>So when Praying for direction what to do I know you should look for two things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Spirit to comfirm the Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And the stupior of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you don't recognize the stupior of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I forgot what a stupor of thought feels like... I know it sounds funny but I have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been tossing around the idea to come home for a couple of days in March for a wedding... I know i don't have to and I wasn't going to, But I found tickets to fly home for not a bad price, But I don't know if it is worth the time and everything. So I have been trying to figure out. I think the hardest thing about my job is the lack of money so I have to think hard about things that spend more money than I would really spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Maybe I can figure it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5532150110285183644?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5532150110285183644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5532150110285183644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5532150110285183644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5532150110285183644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupor-of-thought.html' title='Stupor of thought'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6180888744246958187</id><published>2009-02-15T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:08:04.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness</title><content type='html'>Ok so I started thinking of all the post I wanted to post today when I was coming home from church.&lt;br /&gt;But things have gotten kinda crazy in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Work isn't to bad, I am hoping things will go well and I will be able to find a nice summer job soon too, so I can at least know where I am going to next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all the craziness I am thinking it is finally catching up to me not being with the people who love me and understand me. Being with people who like me enough to tolerate me, I am not making this up, some of my coworkers have told me if I would loosen up I would be more fun. So if you didn't get that It was a dig at my standards, Oh well I like me for me, I know thats a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I do have a break in March the week of the 16th and I was so wanting to come home especially for Steph's wedding, but it turns out I can't ticket prices are madly high, and I will not make that drive again, by myself. I will have to in may but I will deal with that when I get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am here wanting to be home even if it is for just one day, oh at least home with family and hanging out with friends. Laughing and having those inside jokes, Oh and I would love a good squeeze from my grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I am not homesick I love texas I just missing the chats, When your cell phone doesn't work and the only time to talk is on Sunday when the friends are in thier wards. you Miss real people fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had a nice chat with my bishop and got a blessing so I am doing much better, and I know when I am at work things are fine, but its just the weekend when I am wondering what everyone is doing, and when I don't have people to do things with. I am finding I am the onlyone who likes the simple things, But anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am blogging all this, I am sure its not exciting, but its what is in my head right now. I am fine, This sounds kinda funky, But I am in a funk so this is what you all get,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all and if anyone is needing a break from your craziness, don't forget the cute red head in texas living on Lake that is really peaceful and pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-6180888744246958187?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6180888744246958187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6180888744246958187&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6180888744246958187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6180888744246958187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/craziness.html' title='Craziness'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-8542610619810637665</id><published>2009-02-08T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:14:54.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weeks Worth</title><content type='html'>Hey so It has been almost a week since I blogged, and since then i have had alot of differnt ideas for Blogs, Cute ones Funny ones, profound ones....&lt;br /&gt;But now that I am sitting her at BK in Mineral Wells I can't think of any of them. I think I need to get a notebook and write these ideas down. And maybe even start them so when it comes time to blog... usually on a saturday I will have it all ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am sitting on a very High stool at BK thinking what Am I going to to tell you about my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things have been fun, Hard working and still boring, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having fun working it has been a good school, and when I am in the thick of things I am like this isn't so bad, why do i dread my week. Well I don't know but here I am sunday night, Not looking forward to the week, I have a school coming in monday and Not leaving till Friday, So I am hoping its not going to be a long Long Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally hung out with people from church, Saturday night I was invited to Hang with them and I spent the night on suzanne's couch so I wouldn't have to drive back at the end of the night just to drive back to church. It was fun I still don't feel like I fit in exactly, But its fun to have people who share the same values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this chick at church finally realized my last name was Janes not James. I said no bigy people usually don't catch it either, and then this girl Laurie said Oh Janes, we should call you that it sounds cool. I got the biggest smile and said that would be great, my pals at home call me that and I miss it so we will see if it sticks, but its possible JANES is Back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official I am an independent Adult, My Insurance on my car is up this month, so i paid this month's payment and then called about renewing, I haven't ever done it before. and my mom said its my car my responsibility. So I did but its my parents insurance so I couldn't do anything, Looked into getting my own, Its cheaper so I did it. And I am now an Adult Grownup. I know you are so proud of me. ..... But I am still hoping my dad can do my taxes this year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it a week in a nut shell, I do have photos and videos i want to post but it will have to wait I am tires and the drive back is only 30 min but when you are tired it goes longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8542610619810637665?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8542610619810637665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8542610619810637665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8542610619810637665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8542610619810637665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-weeks-worth.html' title='My Weeks Worth'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-3686622383942545944</id><published>2009-02-02T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:43:12.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always A Missionary?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so as a RM I know that as members we need to be ones looking for the Missionary Opportunities, especially with our friends and Co-workers.... But I also think there are cases where you shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on my Mission I knew when people wanted to truly talk religion and beliefs and when they were looking for a fight, or better to make fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I work they really don't know anything about the Mormons, except the normal... We don't drink, Smoke, and something about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polygamy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will correct them on the things they say which are wrong. But I know they don't care, They are always making fun of things.... not hurtful, but You know when your a kid and they make fun of you being short or my red hair. Here they like to mock me because of my religion. So I deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I a horrible member for not being the missionary? I am always trying to make sure I correct what they say and Let them know we are crazy wierdos. But today At lunch they got into a conversation about religion, and then things about Polygamy came in I of course told them No we aren't.... and then how we are exactly like the JW. I held my tongue what I really wanted to say. and just said NO we aren't. I told the differnce. So anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-3686622383942545944?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3686622383942545944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=3686622383942545944&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3686622383942545944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/3686622383942545944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/always-missionary.html' title='Always A Missionary?????'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6780386384903122892</id><published>2009-02-01T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:18:11.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash test Dummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well what an interesting Title you might be thinking... Well the reasoning is what I have been thinking lately.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have decided I am totally accident proned. You are thinking sure, whatever, everyone thinks that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah No really I am, and alot of times isn't from my doing exactly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok fine since there are still sceptics out there... I can sense you..... I shall have to prove it to you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance I can't remember how many times I have hit my head. Lately it has been with my own car door. yup that is right..... I stephanie will open up my door to get something out of it and I guess I didn't figure the closeness of me to the door and Bam right in the mouth. And I am usually around a co-worker so Fun times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Lets not forget all the times I got hit in the head while in North Star activities... Theres the couple times with a basketball.... When i wasn't even playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and the best one is Ultimate Frisbee... Chris ran into me and knocked me to the ground.... I think my head bounced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falling upstairs.... Wait doesn't everyone do that... anyways I know I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I have rolled my ankle all the time on my mission. Drove my Trainer crazy, She thought I broke it a couple times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SYYryNmyrPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FXsF-ii5EK8/s1600-h/drill+burn+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297970153293786354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SYYryNmyrPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FXsF-ii5EK8/s400/drill+burn+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But Last week I actually got burned by a 1/2 inch Drill bit. My coworker was trying to drill a hole in a pillar for a archway we were building when she took it out of the hole when it wasn't going anywhere and my Arm was there to catch the bit right in the arm.... Yes I cried it was hotter than I have ever felt before.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See pics.... the part at the very end to the left is the blister from the tip of the drill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but the best one is this last Thursday me and my 3 co workers were building a tent platform, and we were using old boards with screws already in them. So I went to grab a board to take the screws out. and I guess this screw didn't like me because it took a chunk out of my thumb..... Sorry no pics. But it was massive one band-aid didn't stop the bleeding.... But I am healing just fine. Its just a little tender I have learned to not use my thumb til its healing ....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but I forgot about it today during partaking of the sacrament.... So when they were passing the bread I actually picked it up with my pointer and middle finger... I know tricky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when the water came I picked up the cup with my thumb and pointer... Just like everyone else would. and just as I did it I felt the pain and dropped in on the floor... opps I don't think anyone noticed really I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think I am going to try to be more careful so I don't get hurt.... Or I can just forgo all that and become the women in the plastic bubble..... Fun times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WOW long blog Oh well&lt;/span&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/3108370113757586824-6780386384903122892?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6780386384903122892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=6780386384903122892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6780386384903122892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/6780386384903122892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/crash-test-dummy.html' title='Crash test Dummy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SYYryNmyrPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FXsF-ii5EK8/s72-c/drill+burn+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-6253837082151134132</id><published>2009-01-29T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:17:35.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Janes Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They day after Christmas My Family took Family Pictures....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a super cold Breezy day, so check out the expressions, We tried to still look nice, but I think the cold got to My bro in Law Elijah the most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks Sheree for the Pictures I love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a small collage but Click to get a better look at My Favorites (Mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh and there are two pictures where it shows Elijah asking (with his hands up what to do with them, Sheree said something like put them down in front of you, So he did on me (2nd Picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(your middle name and street you liveon/or neighborhood if it's a number):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(um I don't have a middle name) ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Judson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR STAR WARS NAME: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the first 3 letters of your last name,first 2 letter of your first name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR SUPERHERO/CRIMINAL NAME: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Your 2nd favorite color, andfavorite drink):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Limade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR IRAQI NAME: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter ofyour last name, 1st letter of your last name, 2nd letter of your momsmaiden name, 3rd letter of your dads name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, and last letter of your moms first name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tnjsvna&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (If this is a name wow..... I think this is what a kid writes when they think they know how to spell.... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(parents' middle names):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Norman or Norman Stephen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see my mom doesn't have a middle name like me all she has is her maidan name so there it is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR GOTH NAME: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(black, and the name of one of your pets):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Floppy  (wow now that is very gothic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. YOUR GHETTO GIRL NAME:(first 3 letters of your first name andadd -iqua):&lt;br /&gt;Stepiqua  (yup I did add the 4th letter I wanted something that sounded somewhat normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fun, so if you want to do it Cool, Maybe you can find names that actually work, unlike mine. I guess I am meant to be a stephanie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-8172650198701875086?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8172650198701875086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=8172650198701875086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8172650198701875086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/8172650198701875086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-names.html' title='My Names'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-9114088340379728858</id><published>2009-01-25T18:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:16:54.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So in my last blog of an whole 5 min ago, I also wanted to share something else  from Narnia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know this is a little over kill but work with me here It will be the last......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;at the end of the Prince Caspian There is this song that plays called "the Call"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If you know anything about the Pre-Earth Life, and then this life being only a test you will like this song.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You can watch it on You tube at this Link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIHsBBKmoAY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIHsBBKmoAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are the Lyrics if you just want to read them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I am not sure about what this refers to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started out as a feeling Which then grew into a hope Which then turned into a quiet thought Which then turned into a quiet word And then that word grew louder and louder 'Til it was a battle cry I'll come back When you call me No need to say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The First verse is like Christ or Heavenly father speaking before we go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just because everything's changing Doesn't mean it's never Been this way before All you can do is try to know Who your friends are As you head off to the war Pick a star on the dark horizon And follow the light You'll come back When it's over No need to say good bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(now they are talking while we are here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Now we're back to the beginning It's just a feeling and now one knows yet But just because they can't feel it too Doesn't mean that you have to forget Let your memories grow stronger ans stronger 'Til they're before your eyes You'll come back When it's over No need to say good bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SO when I was listening to this I actually started to cry, because I have been having problems lately, but at the end of the movie when this song comes on, I was just about asleep, and It totally woke me up and it was such a comfort to me so I wanted to share it with others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;SO hopefully you enjoyed the meaning in it.&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/3108370113757586824-9114088340379728858?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/9114088340379728858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=9114088340379728858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/9114088340379728858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/9114088340379728858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2784455436215635777</id><published>2009-01-25T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:56:56.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Type of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I got done watching the Chronicles of Narnia 1 and 2 a couple of days ago. I kinda was in the mood for it last Sat. and then I got the 2nd for Christmas so I thought It was time to watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the Chronicles, I love them because of the double meaning they have. I love that CS Lewis put a lot of "types of" in the books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I remember having this conversation with Shane, Jen and Tanya at the Christmas break, Since shane is reading the books)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was watching the first one, you know Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe. Well we all know (hopefully) that Aslan (sp?) is supposed to be Christ, and the witch is supposed to be Satan like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well there was at this one point when the witch came to make her claim on Edmon (sp?) because of how he basically went against his brother and sisters. She said basically he is her's because of what he did... so says the law!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well when I heard that I sat up in my bed and said WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't remember that part, It made me think about all the scriptures in the BOM that state the same thing. especially 2nd Nephi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then when Aslan is going to the stone table to make payment for to the witch for Edmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and Watching all that the other creatures were doing to Aslan before the witch killed him, Also reminded me of what happened to Christ before he was crucified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you haven't seen it or its been to long, You need to watch that whole section of the Movie, and see if you get the Aw-hah moment, like I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I love the 2nd one, Prince Caspian just as much if not more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I was having a harder time finding the "types of" in this movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But when i got half way through it and Aslan wasn't there to help, and all their attempts of winning the Battle failed, and Lucy said something that made me just go aw-hah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes when we think we know what we should do, and we don't talk to the Lord about it, or just do something when we are told to wait, things don't always work out the and things are just harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Most of the film is them trying to succeed, but when they went and got Aslan, the situation was fixed so fast, it just shows what can happen with the Lord there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok so long post... Sorry but I just wanted to get my crazed out thought down on my blog all week, so hopefully you aren't annoyed or bored.&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/3108370113757586824-2784455436215635777?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2784455436215635777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2784455436215635777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2784455436215635777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2784455436215635777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/type-of.html' title='Type of....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5277582022737737697</id><published>2009-01-23T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:57:35.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am totally bumed</title><content type='html'>So I was going to do this amazing post about what I did on Monday..... By the way gave blood on the blood bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this amazing pictures, that all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;professionals&lt;/span&gt; or those who think they are amazing would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had well over 100 pics on my camera that I had to get off so I can do my amazing blogs for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I totally got my pictures off my camera on my computer, and then off course I cleared my card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am doing my Blog and Then I went to get my amazing pictures......&lt;br /&gt;They aren't there but 5. I had at least 10 or so. Then there was the one I was very proud of, I took a picture just as the needle went in, so you saw the whole in the needle with the point pressing up against my skin. Oh so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I don't want to even show the pics I got because the first ones are lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now I am bummed I don't want to post any pictures ever. I won't even take pictures. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; that.&lt;br /&gt;OH I HATE MY CAMERA AND COMPUTER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5277582022737737697?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5277582022737737697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5277582022737737697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5277582022737737697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5277582022737737697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-totally-bumed.html' title='I am totally bumed'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2677775232274607290</id><published>2009-01-21T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:51:40.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change in Leadership</title><content type='html'>So This week at work has been rather light, Sorta, since we don't have schools we have been doing work projects and going over trails we don't teach often enough.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were hoping to get off early enough to watch President Obama's swearing in and speech.&lt;br /&gt;Well we didn't. Well we got off early but not early enough, we caught the tell end of the proceedings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My co-workers were a little more bummed than I was, I just wanted to be a part of history, since I hadn't voted for him I still was a little bummed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But latter that day I caught a snippit of his speech. And it made me think....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if I don't agree with his parties view of the issues, it doesn't mean I need to dislike him completely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think he can do an amazing job if he will rely on a greater power than his party and cabinet to make his decisions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like we are counselled to pray and ask God if what we want to do is right for us, I hope he realizes since he is in charge of a whole country he should do the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I am praying for his guidance, and I have to say the part I heard of the speech I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"we need to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off and begin to....." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where My memory stops but I felt like YEAH!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways that's how I feel, You should stand behind your leaders, no matter what party they are from and pray for them. Like the article of faith says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-2677775232274607290?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2677775232274607290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2677775232274607290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2677775232274607290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2677775232274607290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-in-leadership.html' title='A Change in Leadership'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-4376221511981421977</id><published>2009-01-18T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:32:16.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks ago the crazy weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SXPYIDiEksI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6OPhusdIsy4/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SXPYIDiEksI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6OPhusdIsy4/s400/weather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the monday after the Christmas holiday, Centeral TX was schedule to get some crazy weather, wet, but than it was going to be freexing temp, you would think snow right...... WRONG we had FREEZING RAIN, what the heck is that is what i thought, sleet Not even, and I was told not Hail. IT IS FREEZING RAIN.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is basiclly like shaved ice falling from the sky that melts and refreezes instantly. so everything had a layer of ice on it..... the funniest was my car it was a jetta ice cube. Click on the image for a close up look. But we were on a hike that day and I actually had icle hair too. Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather have snow.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3108370113757586824-4376221511981421977?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4376221511981421977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=4376221511981421977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4376221511981421977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4376221511981421977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-weeks-ago-crazy-weather.html' title='2 weeks ago the crazy weather'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SXPYIDiEksI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6OPhusdIsy4/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2475134774464368424</id><published>2009-01-18T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:17:20.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>So with the new year everyone seems to be talking about New Year Resolutions, (NYR) I have never been a fan of that word. I always think why do you need to be make a plan to do something only at the beginning of the Year, isn't it be a good idea to be just be doing that stuff all year round..... i don't know like exercising.... eating right..... all of these are things you should be doing all along.... this is why i don't like NYR I think people set the same goals every NYs so when they quiet doing them half way through they think oh well, they lasted longer than the year before or I always have next year.... see setting yourself up to fail is how I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I will get off my soap box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I was thinking now that I am out of school, on my own and living a pretty nice life I should start doing things I have been meaning to do but always roll my eyes at....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't give me that look these are in no way NYR these are life goals, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think the only way to improve on life is to set goals for your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;something to improve or something to make life better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;(does this make sense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe if I expound I won't seem like such a nutter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have kept a journal off and on for years some times it was more a full week and then i quiet and others like my mission, which was the longest stint, for a year and some. Anyways I think I need to leave a record of my life, especially since I am out in the world alone, with my faith to rely on, I think my prosperity &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Hopefully)&lt;/span&gt; would gain a lot from my insights, weekly that I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hate writing, this is why I have never kept one faithfully, but today while driving home from church I was thinking, I have a blog and what else would this be good for besides sharing with all my pals my life happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO instead of being a way to communicate with others about my experiences, I thought I am going to start also sharing my insights in life. So I totally understand If ya'll start not wanting to read my blog anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I need an outlet to get these thoughts out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So there they are out, and this isn't a NWR thats what that whole deal was about at the beginning. I have just been reading more in my scriptures and DC for church and the thought entered my Mind they didn't really know why they were writing all this and look what it is now and AMAZING BOOK OF SCRIPTURE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I am going to write my own small and large plates, just on this Blog, Who knows one day I may get two blogs. (That is just crazy talk)&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/3108370113757586824-2475134774464368424?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2475134774464368424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2475134774464368424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2475134774464368424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2475134774464368424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5486512370642037301</id><published>2009-01-17T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:05:42.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhat year in Review</title><content type='html'>So I saw this on the cardall's website and thought Why not. you are supposed to take the first sentence of the first post of every month, but when looking at it I only started blog in May so this is a Half a year in review. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008&lt;br /&gt;SO I did it!!!! I finally graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2008&lt;br /&gt;I got a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2008&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking lately, with my Birthday coming up soon, I was trying to figure out What I was going to do to celebrate. Which if you know me is a big thing. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2008&lt;br /&gt;So nicole invited me and someothers in the Northstar ward to go to Yellow stone and the Grand Tetons, in Aug. (she invited us way back in may or something.) But I was so down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 2008&lt;br /&gt;Hey so this is a quick post to let you know I am not dead, Just super Busy, and with out internet, cell phone, or anything, You don't get to talk to people and let them know what is going on in your life,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 2008&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend, I was able to take time off work to travel to Salt Lake City to see Kate and RJ's sealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2008&lt;br /&gt;Its funny I read everyone elses blog and think I wish I could do my blog more often, especially when funny things Happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;Since Christmas is approaching I thought I should post info about my trip home at Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it my Half year in review.&lt;br /&gt;I know its not much.... but its my year. From doing this I have realized I do to many runon sentances, and I need to blog once a week so my blogs are more useful..... But this past year has been intersting and exciting. And I know 2009 will be a little more exciting too. we will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5486512370642037301?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5486512370642037301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5486512370642037301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5486512370642037301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5486512370642037301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/somewhat-year-in-review.html' title='somewhat year in Review'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7762508576855735600</id><published>2009-01-16T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:28:08.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy level down</title><content type='html'>So I had in my mind to do this awesome post.... and I still will but I think I am coming down with something because I have no energy my mind is all cloudy and I hurt all over......&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is so how do you fight that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully It passes I want to have some energy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7762508576855735600?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7762508576855735600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7762508576855735600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7762508576855735600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7762508576855735600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/energy-level-down.html' title='Energy level down'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-385650192883703684</id><published>2009-01-12T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:25:19.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquering Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So This past week I have conquered alot of my fears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well one of my fears has always been HEIGHTS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;well a year and some ago my friends I thought helped me overcome that fear while riding California Screamin at Disneyland, Little did I know that was just the Fear of Rollarcoasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;See this last week at work we didn't have a school so it was kinda a relaxes low key week, and We had an opportunity to do a climbing wall, It is this 60 ft wall that has holds to climb and then on the otherside you rebell down it. It has amazing veiws of camp and the lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well I thought I can do it, but then I saw it 60 feet is super high, but I saw everyone doing it and thought well It isn't too bad, I hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well I knew I had to rebel, since I went as a youth thee times and Three times I chickened out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SO it was a must. I had to conquer this fear of heights, or at least not give in to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I of course went last.... hmmm gave myself enough time to get the nerve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well I did it, and I wasn't the longest one I was the fastest either. But I didn't fall back that I was proud of. But funny thing as I was climbing I was having a hard time breathing, You know nerves stuff, but after the slanted portion, it was time just to go straight up I actually said I was done and didn't want to go any further. I am glad everyone said stop and just climb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But crazy thing, I lost the feeling in my pinky and ring fingers, on both hands, so I couldn't grip. they thought I was making it up, but I really couldn't I was so frustrated. I wanted to grip but couldn't, so I used the side. not supposed to but I did and would do it again, thier grips suck!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(I did get a huge sliver in my thumb for it, Oh Well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well I did it and slowly rebelled down and just layed looking up. so When you look at the collage you can hopefully check all the shots out and see how scary it was, but if you are a brave soul I can now say I have done both, so I can be brave too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;Another fear was conquered today, I have always been afraid of Chainsaws,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;I just think those things are so dangerous, especially when you are a clutz like me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;Well we have been using those things for a lot of things and I always pass it of to someone else, well today a friend had been hacking at junipers for at least 30 min and she gave it to me knowing I know how to use one and said her hands hurt from the vibrations, and asked me to take over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;SO I decided I can do it... so I did, for well over and hour I hacked this big juniper in managable size.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no Pictures, I Forgot, but dang I go DIRTY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWwEPf7AHvI/AAAAAAAAANk/YelYqWQE0go/s1600-h/Climbing+wall+and+rebelling+Jan+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 423px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="299" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWwEPf7AHvI/AAAAAAAAANk/YelYqWQE0go/s400/Climbing+wall+and+rebelling+Jan+09.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3108370113757586824-385650192883703684?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/385650192883703684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=385650192883703684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/385650192883703684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/385650192883703684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/conquering-fears.html' title='Conquering Fears'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWwEPf7AHvI/AAAAAAAAANk/YelYqWQE0go/s72-c/Climbing+wall+and+rebelling+Jan+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-2144113286348610665</id><published>2009-01-11T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:48:40.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never to Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So this is a collage of my Traveling home to Vegas for Christmas It was fun, Ok I lied not at all I broke down at some point, but then got my second wind when I got a look of snow in Flagstaff. Then the snow I saw in the vegas valley. Who would have known, I have known it to snow but not to stick around days after, it was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I took a random way through laughlin to avoid the Dam traffic, well I saw this mountain that looked like the thumb mountin in the movie Holes. seriouse, its 2nd pic in the 2nd row of pics in my collage. But Just letting anyone know if you are thinking about driving to texas and you are 17 mi away come a visit  but be worn its a hard long boring drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWp3R7Ub3hI/AAAAAAAAANc/_L235V-bqEA/s1600-h/Traveling+home+for+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWp3R7Ub3hI/AAAAAAAAANc/_L235V-bqEA/s400/Traveling+home+for+Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3108370113757586824-2144113286348610665?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2144113286348610665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=2144113286348610665&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2144113286348610665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/2144113286348610665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-to-late.html' title='Never to Late'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWp3R7Ub3hI/AAAAAAAAANc/_L235V-bqEA/s72-c/Traveling+home+for+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5647613442863043873</id><published>2009-01-06T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:08:20.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring in the New Year with Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So This year for New Year I had Many options on how to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;option 1: Stay at home with the fam, well go to Uncle and Aunts house with the Fam.&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Nope just spent all Christmas with the Fam ( I know Heartless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 2: New Years Eve Dance for YSA&lt;br /&gt;Answer: No Way I was not about to jump at this offer, First of all I don't have a dancing partner (Sheree), I am&lt;br /&gt;also here not to meet anyone and have fun, I think Dances aren't what they used to be Now LAME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 3: Go watch at the Rio a guy Jump his Motorbike&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I actually was leaning towards this option sounds like fun, But the day of I wasn't feeling the crowds. I&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted something low key and fun So......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 4: Guitar Hero at Nicole's Apartment&lt;br /&gt;Answer: That sounds like a total Blast, I jumped at it, I hadn't seen here the whole 2 weeks, and it would be just&lt;br /&gt;Me her and Tanya (that isn't a crowd.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she said I didn't have to bring anything, But knowing me I thought Guitar hero needs Carmel Popcorn, so Mom made the toffee I popped the corn, It was awesome, so good.&lt;br /&gt;Well Tanya brought food, Jelly Bellies and Cookies, so Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;And then Nicole used her new cookie press from her Birthday and had a huge amount of cookies and made a pumpkin roll. Which I have been wanting forever, and I was determined to make one, but my mom talked me out of it.... But I ended up with it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started playing, well attempted to her wireless guitars were being dumb so she talked her computer whiz bro and he said to change the batteries, and if that doesn't work google they would have answers. Well we hoped the "new Batteried" were actually expired and new batteries would be the solution. ( did you know batteries expire, expiration date and all. its wierd but true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after running to walmart, and getting batteries and Peppermit ice cream the night was off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole told us of her Guitar Hero method if playing 3 people on a two people game. one person is the lead guitar, who also picks the song, and the other plays bass. Then after the song you switch guitars, and the new person is the bass, while the lead guitar rotates out. It worked well, and we were allowed to play the songs we wanted to play when we were lead.&lt;br /&gt;So My song I had to play was sweet child of mine, cherry pie, ballroom blitz.... And I forgot the rest, but when I was playing GH 2 (which we only played GH 80's and GH 2, we all agreed GH3 and Aerosmith wasn't good times) I found the strong bad Trogdor song, Oh my goodness if you don't know about Homestar runner and Strong bad you are missing out, well its a song about a dragon, so I played the song so badly from laughing, i don't even recall my score, and Tanya was just trying to figure out what the heck she was playing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and I thought it was a must that Tanya sees the Strongbad Emails and teengirl squad. I think she liked the Latter one better, Well then it was 5 min to the new year turned on the TV poured the Bubbley (apple cider) and toasted in the NEW YEAR 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up, took and plate of goodies and called it a night, I was home ready for bed by 12:30 I was so tired, I am not A late Nighter no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are our Pics from the Night, I love this new Picasa its more user friendly SO I had some fun. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw57BoGfI/AAAAAAAAANM/9HoAgGB-7u4/s1600-h/New+Years+eve+20081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="299" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw57BoGfI/AAAAAAAAANM/9HoAgGB-7u4/s400/New+Years+eve+20081.jpg" width="467" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SO Here we are playing and having fun, can you see the look of concentration on our face. Also notice the individual choice in techniques when playing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw6dE13hI/AAAAAAAAANU/l5cT90_KXn4/s1600-h/New+Years+eve+20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw6dE13hI/AAAAAAAAANU/l5cT90_KXn4/s400/New+Years+eve+20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with our bubbly, I had to explain to my Coworkers, I don't drink Alcohol it really is Applecider (Honest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw5QoZKnI/AAAAAAAAANE/JfYwMfRI8Go/s1600-h/New+Years+eve+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw5QoZKnI/AAAAAAAAANE/JfYwMfRI8Go/s400/New+Years+eve+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THis is me Bored while waiting to play, so I naturally had to take self Shots of me. ( this is a shout out to Parker, Jen and Steph Enjoy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3108370113757586824-5647613442863043873?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5647613442863043873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5647613442863043873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5647613442863043873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5647613442863043873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/ring-in-new-year-with-guitar-hero.html' title='Ring in the New Year with Guitar Hero'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SWPw57BoGfI/AAAAAAAAANM/9HoAgGB-7u4/s72-c/New+Years+eve+20081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7497975840610418780</id><published>2008-12-30T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:32:20.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gift exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Each Family is in a rotation for the gift exchange we had Rebecca and the nelson's had Us, But I think they need to add to the rotation the Families who are out on the own, the married grandkids and then those single older ones living in I don't know Texas Maybe.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq81LDoOrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mF7gQOylpvY/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq81LDoOrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mF7gQOylpvY/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Well grandma and Pa's gifts were given out the older boys got shirts corey the joker one.... Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq81vGYjgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4moaeP6lE5c/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq81vGYjgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4moaeP6lE5c/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Nathan.... If you can read it its funny he liked it so much he put it one right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq815cDClI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jKCjs9gf1AU/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq815cDClI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jKCjs9gf1AU/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Ethan got a bowling set Disney.... it had plastic wrapping on the pins... which he proceeded to remove, funny kid. But then Flyn found more enjoyment from his Bro's gift and was using them as weapon's I vidoe tapped it if you want to watch the craziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq811rl-LI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rfn59H3stWE/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq811rl-LI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rfn59H3stWE/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I made the Grandparents lap quilts for the lounging in the reclyners. Not quite done yet but my mom helped me to get them done in 3 days times. I am not patient enough so I am glad I had the help. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b7978a5d0e922f4b" 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://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db7978a5d0e922f4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331989896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC14DCBA57C5AD6D2B8B782BD54737B60DF3263D.1DC0D54F7267752354A1BEA53C1B69F3A9239F8A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db7978a5d0e922f4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBirHerN8Qfeakqd40aWPPJlKsFY&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://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db7978a5d0e922f4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331989896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC14DCBA57C5AD6D2B8B782BD54737B60DF3263D.1DC0D54F7267752354A1BEA53C1B69F3A9239F8A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db7978a5d0e922f4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBirHerN8Qfeakqd40aWPPJlKsFY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7497975840610418780?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b7978a5d0e922f4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7497975840610418780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7497975840610418780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7497975840610418780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7497975840610418780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-exchange.html' title='gift exchange'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq81LDoOrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mF7gQOylpvY/s72-c/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5467463704915236395</id><published>2008-12-30T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:43:21.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas eve Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So every Christmas eve since I can remember My Fam went to Grandma and Grandpa Stephens house for Dinner Program and gift exchange. So this year since grandma had knee surgery there was a slight chance of not having it, but with a little persuasion my Grandma decided she would do it with help. So Mom did the shoping on Monday for the food while natalie and I went and were some elves for grandma. Fun times in Walmart.... Sorry no pics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO Christmas eve we went to Grandma's Ate a simple meal of Ham, funeral potatos, salad and rolls. Great times.... again no pic what was I not thinking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after it was all cleaned up we had our Christmas Program... Each Family is in charge of doing something.... and since it was only 3 Fams; Janes, Wesely stephens, and Justin Stephens fam it didn't go to long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma decided Janes Fam would go first, Mom of course didn't plan anything and since 2 out of 4 kids put something together she counted her self out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the Nativity video done by the church and used Manhiem steamroller's Stille Nacht Song Arrangement. It fits the video if you time it just right... No Pics becuase I was holding the Computer... and the video and music were off by a sec or two so I wasn't happy but everyone liked it and it set the night with the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3nN9W8pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/r9sXwyzJoYE/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3nN9W8pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/r9sXwyzJoYE/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Natalie and Elijah read the Polar Express, it was a nice choice, I like it so much more than the Movie.&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Kate didn't do anything, although I believe Ben was going to play O Holy night on the Harmonica, but he left it at our house, it sounded good when I heard him practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3nWfMaII/AAAAAAAAAMI/o3X3Ec-d4Bo/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3nWfMaII/AAAAAAAAAMI/o3X3Ec-d4Bo/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Wesley stephens Fam did two things, Tyler played the Piano, a awesome classical piece and then they sang a round 0f this snowflake song with jingle Bells with the 3 kids, tyler, kayla and Kyle with Brynna It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3neTEFEI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ymcMNNVJi1E/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3neTEFEI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ymcMNNVJi1E/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Nathan I just had to add him to the mix, and for added entertainment check out my Mom's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3njIBG3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/K1OXMkD0nIg/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Then We have had the Justin Stephens Family doing the christmas story. It was cute too. I taped it so all can enjoy the crazyness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a42f43a9844f522" 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://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a42f43a9844f522%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331989896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D90D3F6E51B904E412455491FBD6A2B65A632316.481F97BC7ACB4C4E099B2C487761C8C723DBEEAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da42f43a9844f522%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTA5Ll6D2EPUoe-OKJKvHC8Ac-Wg&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://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a42f43a9844f522%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331989896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D90D3F6E51B904E412455491FBD6A2B65A632316.481F97BC7ACB4C4E099B2C487761C8C723DBEEAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da42f43a9844f522%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTA5Ll6D2EPUoe-OKJKvHC8Ac-Wg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gift exhange to be in post number too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-5467463704915236395?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a42f43a9844f522&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5467463704915236395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5467463704915236395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5467463704915236395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5467463704915236395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve-traditions.html' title='Christmas eve Traditions'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SVq3nN9W8pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/r9sXwyzJoYE/s72-c/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Day+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-5837394646021148431</id><published>2008-12-14T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:29:24.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thnaksgiving Break</title><content type='html'>Since Christmas is approaching I thought I should post info about my trip home at Thanksgiving. I met with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people played catch up. I was able to go to North Star. Oh it was great to see all the people who know me and Love me for who I am. The best part was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chorister&lt;/span&gt; wasn't going to make it there so Ryan and Tanya thought it would be funny if I was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chorister&lt;/span&gt;, so Bishop gave the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; for that, and when i stood up for the opening hymn I got a lot of crazy looks like " Where did you come from", My favorite was Adam gave me a raised eyebrow lost for words look but then winked at me. It made me laugh so hard. But besides having thanksgiving with my parents, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Corey&lt;/span&gt; and Grandparents in St George; I met up with 3 girls that I consider to be my most trusted confidants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got together ate at Golden Spoon, and went back to Sheree's for our Gap fest. It was so fun to talk and Laugh and to get their take on some problems I was having at work. Its great to know that even though we have all got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; things going, new Marriages, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt; of families to come, and relocating for a job We can still get together and help each other out. Well Hopefully after I get home next week I will be able to catch up all my post I took pictures for and want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SUWyg5R9KjI/AAAAAAAAALU/Rf_gnwVBmTA/s1600-h/DSC_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279822416363465266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SUWyg5R9KjI/AAAAAAAAALU/Rf_gnwVBmTA/s400/DSC_0229.jpg" 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/3108370113757586824-5837394646021148431?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5837394646021148431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=5837394646021148431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5837394646021148431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/5837394646021148431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/thnaksgiving-break.html' title='Thnaksgiving Break'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SUWyg5R9KjI/AAAAAAAAALU/Rf_gnwVBmTA/s72-c/DSC_0229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-1929194237990325400</id><published>2008-11-25T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:03:39.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>So since I have posted the last post I have been traveling again.&lt;br /&gt;Its awesome I have a full week off for thanksgiving.... So I took the chance to get out of Texas and get Home.... I needed to just leave work and coworkers behind. It was just getting to crazy.... so I went to my sisters House down in Killeen texas, and then she took me to catch a flight to Vegas. I have been here for roughly 2 days and I am loving it. Just to be around people that love and understand my craziness and accept me inspite of it I love it.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a great weekend..... Hopefully I won't gain to much extra poundage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-1929194237990325400?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1929194237990325400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=1929194237990325400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1929194237990325400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/1929194237990325400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the Holidays'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-4668693923845394067</id><published>2008-11-16T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:41:02.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog Part 2</title><content type='html'>Hey so funny story I had this amazing faith promoting story all typed out and I was editing it when some how it deleated and just when I being annoyed It auto saved the blankness...... So now I am to annoyed to redo it But tomorrow I don't have a group so I will be off by 6 so I Hope to get it blogged....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-4668693923845394067?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4668693923845394067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=4668693923845394067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4668693923845394067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4668693923845394067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-blog-part-2.html' title='This blog Part 2'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-4600978498965564260</id><published>2008-11-15T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:02:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats been going on</title><content type='html'>Oh I have so much to add to my Blog and pictures some great stuff, But I just never have enough time..... So when I get the time I will totally let you know and see what I have been up to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-4600978498965564260?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4600978498965564260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=4600978498965564260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4600978498965564260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/4600978498965564260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-been-going-on.html' title='Whats been going on'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-336323999369335107</id><published>2008-11-02T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:13:27.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween this year</title><content type='html'>So IF you weren't aware I love Halloween, I have always loved the idea of dressing in a costume, and taking on a role or personality that is not your own. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I was a little kid, I have always been a fan of decorations, dressing up and the Candy..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would always plan a month or so in advance to get the best one of a kind costume, something that was original and defiantly something I wasn't the year before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year was a little different I am here in the middle of northern texas, at a lake, so I was limited on what I had access to, also I had to wear something that I could wear on a trail. Since Friday I was still teaching at Camp. So what was I supposed to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then My boss tells us we have to also have a "Pre Halloween costume", What is that and really were my first reactions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just wanted us to wear something simple to get ready, also it again had to be trail appropriate. So now I had limitations to my costumes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the only thing I could think of was to be Pippi Longstockings Again, Like last year, and the costume included wearing hiking boots and that is what I needed to wear so I was down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lucky enough was going to be home early Oct picked it up and I was done. But then I had to do a Pre-Halloween, I just wanted to where normal clothes, so I went as a Rocker Chick, I again was recycling a costume worn to a Tristin and Kim Party. So here are the pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I broke my original rule of no repeating costumes, but I don't care It worked, and it didn't really feel like Halloween, no one here was really into it, and There wasn't a Ward Party like the North Star Parties put on by Bishop Garner...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those were the days, with the forsyths and Cardall, we had a Pimps, Santa and the Old Garners another year. Don't forget the Dance off, Thriller.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those are memories I will always have even if I can't find the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here are this Year's Halloween Pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQ4Hqjq79WI/AAAAAAAAAK8/f-RwJuIa0fY/s1600-h/Pre-halloween+costumes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264153442153919842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQ4Hqjq79WI/AAAAAAAAAK8/f-RwJuIa0fY/s400/Pre-halloween+costumes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Ray Bean Crew.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pre-Halloween&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R-L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zivi (Old Dude), Lorna (photographer), Chris (attacked By Possum Kingdom Possum), Peter (nerd), Me (Rocker), Ashley (kid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQ4I5Ada6XI/AAAAAAAAALM/yWGWiqRPZsc/s1600-h/Halloween+Football+Game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264154789911652722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQ4I5Ada6XI/AAAAAAAAALM/yWGWiqRPZsc/s400/Halloween+Football+Game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is Halloween Night at a Football game.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R-L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea (Sushi Master), Zivi (Wayne), Chris (super Brazil), Shane (Indiana Jones), Peter (out of Work Clown), Me (Pippi), Lisa (Cop), Sertac ( A Immigrant)&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/3108370113757586824-336323999369335107?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/336323999369335107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=336323999369335107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/336323999369335107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/336323999369335107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-this-year.html' title='Halloween this year'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQ4Hqjq79WI/AAAAAAAAAK8/f-RwJuIa0fY/s72-c/Pre-halloween+costumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3108370113757586824.post-7396572254272642511</id><published>2008-11-01T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:23:42.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week goes by</title><content type='html'>Its funny I read everyone elses blog and think I wish I could do my blog more often, especially when funny things Happen. But Then when I drive the 30 Min to Mineral Wells I lose what It was I wanted to write about.... So this is me sitting here thinking what was it I wanted to write and tell you all about.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Let me just say I am totally excited for this day light savings, it hasn't come fast enough. I hate getting up in the dark and going home in the dark.... since I work 7:30 to 9:30 I hate being in the dark, I could also use an extra hour of sleep, but its mainly to get more daylight when I am getting ready for work.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing: I got called a grump of sorts again on a eval..... well first they said I was very Knowledgable but then they said I wasn't as friendly..... Wow harsh I mean If you look at me next to some of my co workers I could see how you might think I was grumpy but we aren't all the same, and I am a little more conservative to my heathen Co-workers, (no offense, Not that they read this.....) I mean is this a face of a Grump?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263814228902696546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQzTJv1kVmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uXJjCyIkNs0/s400/img_1436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps wrong one...... I mean Is this the face of a grump....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQzTuhs-SpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MpOKKq_ccdg/s1600-h/img_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263814860763712146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQzTuhs-SpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MpOKKq_ccdg/s400/img_1435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right This isn't a grump person but that of an angel.... Well something like that...... But I was also dressed up for a pre Halloween costume. I was a rocker Punk... Recycled costume.... (pics to come later)&lt;br /&gt;But I look something like this everyday and I love teaching so how could they think I was unfriendly ..... Well I think they are if they can't tell me to my face.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am done, and I only have to deal with people for 3 days this week, Let me explain, I have fake friday this week.... meaning 2 schools are coming in this week, one on Monday and leaving Wed mid day and the other comes Wed mid day and leaves Friday mid day.... so crazy week but not enough time to know me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well One last thing..... I am also living on Camp.... no more driving 15 min to and from camp. it is not even a mile up the road..... I LOVE IT. I didn't even use a full 1/4 tank of gas driving to and from. I know I could walk but my foot is still swealing, and I need to get new hiking boots, My foot is slipping around in them I think that might be doing it too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am back to living in a cell ( 10 x 10 room) but this time it has concrete floors no carpet, I want some carpet but I am poor right now and can't afford anything but gas, and food. Dang me for having doc bills and tickets to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tickets I just payed the one I got in July which caused me to have a warrent almost issued.... Now thats going to change your views on me. I was almost someone with a record.... Bad to the bone......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I should head back to the lake so Hope this helps anyone who reads this... My Mom and Tanya what I have been doing..... I should get some pics up soon about halloween and the new digs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3108370113757586824-7396572254272642511?l=stephaniejanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7396572254272642511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3108370113757586824&amp;postID=7396572254272642511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7396572254272642511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3108370113757586824/posts/default/7396572254272642511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniejanes.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-week-goes-by.html' title='Another week goes by'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629234967744282262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/TIbd7oL1ppI/AAAAAAAABrg/MLWH0qS_siY/S220/4+gb+pics+472.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4UiaKjaYOg/SQzTJv1kVmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uXJjCyIkNs0/s72-c/img_1436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
