<?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-4036622379919689069</id><updated>2011-10-02T04:49:20.879-07:00</updated><category term='mosquitos'/><title type='text'>Little Ladybug</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5035131747509613096</id><published>2011-08-22T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:32:49.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I don't really update my blog very often... so I thought today would be a good day to do this. I am still working for the Utah Department of Health. We are going back to working five 8 hour days. With the approval of my boss, I started working them two weeks ago. I love it! I feel like there is more time in the day to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back in the family Ward now and am serving as 1st counselor in the Primary Presidency. This calling is seriously fun! I am loving every minute of it. Our Primary is so small, about 15-20 kids come each week. I think we have about 30 kids total. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still going to school. I have a 3.97 GPA. The A- from my Astronomy class brought me down. I love learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly spend time with my family these days. I am working on not running faster than I have strength... so I pretty much just work, go to school, serve in the church, and be with my family. Who could ask for anything more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5035131747509613096?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5035131747509613096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5035131747509613096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5035131747509613096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5035131747509613096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2011/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5666121691631298677</id><published>2011-01-24T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:16:26.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Calling</title><content type='html'>What a tender mercy I had today from the Lord. I have had a rough day yesterday and today with my calling. Nothing to do with my sisters, but to do with how I am doing as a President. I have felt the love that the Lord has for all of His daughters, particularly for those in Hooper. My heart aches when sisters leave our Ward, whether it is because they are getting married or just feel like the Singles Ward isn't right for them right now. We have a sister getting married this Saturday that I have truly loved getting to know. I am going to miss her greatly. She is a jewel! I am grateful for our friendship, I know it's eternal. My heart is heavy for those Sisters who struggle, whatever their situation is. I wish that I could reach out and give each of them a huge hug from the Lord. Why am I having a rough day you ask? My heart is heavy with concern for my dear Sisters that have significant troubles they are facing right now. I feel like (on the Stake level) I am doing everything wrong, when in my heart I know what I am doing is right with my calling. My mom and I had a great talk last night about things. She was great to help me see things in a different light. I love my parents!! I had not talked to my Dad though, and was wanting to talk to him about my experience yesterday. I knew he was teaching school and too busy to talk at that moment. So, I was praying in my car on the way to work thinking about Sisters and experiences I have had, and my heart sobbed. I started to cry and who should call at that very moment but my Dad! I had a great talk with him and told him how the Lord showed me a tender mercy today by prompting him to call me. How many tender mercies do I overlook in a day?! I feel much better, and not only did I have a good talk with my Dad, I had an excellent talk with my Father in Heaven. He has blessed me with comfort and let me feel of His individual love for me. What a great day! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5666121691631298677?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5666121691631298677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5666121691631298677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5666121691631298677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5666121691631298677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-calling.html' title='My Calling'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7783423183200175434</id><published>2011-01-12T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:39:59.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Errol Flynn &amp; Olivia de Havilland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS46-LaCNnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6uSL9aLYl04/s1600/olivia6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS46-LaCNnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6uSL9aLYl04/s200/olivia6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561447429737428594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS47qNibE_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/dI6UuVYZBy8/s1600/00510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS47qNibE_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/dI6UuVYZBy8/s200/00510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561448186223727602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been watching Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland movies with mom, and all I can say is "where have they been all my life?" So far we have just seen two of their seven movies together (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Adventures of Robin Hood&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captain Blood&lt;/span&gt;). Now, any fan of the movie Goonies would recognize Errol Flynn in Captain Blood, for that is the movie Sloth is watching when Chunk meets him.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that Errol is dead, and that he was not a very good guy in real life, but man is he good looking! And Olivia de Havilland emulates innocence. Together they are a perfect pair. These movies have sparked a new love for me. I love older movies!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS464LKIcrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Myr7o0FDCRk/s1600/flynn_1635351i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS464LKIcrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Myr7o0FDCRk/s200/flynn_1635351i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561447326591513266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS46yfGUY2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mpCK_IbsB-0/s1600/Annex%252B-%252BFlynn%252C%252BErrol%252B%252528Captain%252BBlood%252529_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS46yfGUY2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mpCK_IbsB-0/s200/Annex%252B-%252BFlynn%252C%252BErrol%252B%252528Captain%252BBlood%252529_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561447228865012578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7783423183200175434?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7783423183200175434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7783423183200175434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7783423183200175434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7783423183200175434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2011/01/errol-flynn-olivia-de-havilland.html' title='Errol Flynn &amp; Olivia de Havilland'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TS46-LaCNnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6uSL9aLYl04/s72-c/olivia6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7446291144945076241</id><published>2011-01-04T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:10:04.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TSOatX_rcRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OCOjBOKAFpo/s1600/ogden%2Btemple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TSOatX_rcRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OCOjBOKAFpo/s200/ogden%2Btemple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558456469431218450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks my 10 year anniversary for going to the Temple. I love the temple! If I were to pick my favorite, I would say Ogden, because that is where it all started for me 10 years ago today. With that said, I truly love all the temples, because no matter where you go you get the same feeling inside. I am so grateful for the covenants and promises that I have made with the Lord. Grateful for His blessings to me. It's a happy day~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7446291144945076241?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7446291144945076241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7446291144945076241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7446291144945076241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7446291144945076241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2011/01/temple-anniversary.html' title='Temple Anniversary'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TSOatX_rcRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OCOjBOKAFpo/s72-c/ogden%2Btemple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4932128391480042915</id><published>2011-01-03T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:55:24.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Trip</title><content type='html'>More information on this trip will come as soon as Kaija and I swap all our photos. Stay tuned~&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4932128391480042915?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4932128391480042915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4932128391480042915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4932128391480042915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4932128391480042915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2011/01/florida-trip.html' title='Florida Trip'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8923222777836955414</id><published>2010-12-21T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:20:02.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8923222777836955414?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8923222777836955414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8923222777836955414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8923222777836955414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8923222777836955414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3545200423190815628</id><published>2010-11-09T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:53:30.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP!</title><content type='html'>SO, I have tried to change my blog to be all cute for fall, and it is completely messed up! I am so unhappy with how it looks and stuff. Anyone out there that is reading my blog know how I can make it pretty again?&lt;br /&gt;;o(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3545200423190815628?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3545200423190815628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3545200423190815628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3545200423190815628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3545200423190815628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/11/crap.html' title='CRAP!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-9204922978624069628</id><published>2010-10-19T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:40:42.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Experiences</title><content type='html'>So, Sunday I had some great experiences that I wanted to blog about. First, I was asked to speak in a Home Ward to try to recruit young single adults (YSA) to come to our Ward. I get there... a little late, and the 2nd Counselor of our YSA Ward that we were speaking with asked to see mine and the other speakers talks. We gave them to him and he took them, put them in his coat and said, "Today you will be speaking by the Spirit." It was great! I relied fully upon the Spirit, and it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Church and our teacher in Relief Society didn't show up. So we scrambled during opening exercises to come up with a plan and BOOM! The Spirit took over again. It was the neatest thing. Two intense yet simple instances of relying upon the Spirit. He is the key to every talk, lesson, etc. we listen to and give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night Elder Bednar came to the Ogden Institute to speak to us YSA's. I debated on going to this. I was tired and ready to go home after Church. I sat in my car for a few minutes and called my mom to see what she would tell me to do. We were talking back and forth and I started my car to go home. Even started backing out when she said, "Listen to the Spirit, He will tell you what to do." Right then and there I pulled back in my parking spot and turned off my car. I needed to go to the fireside. My reasons for going home were lame. I am glad the Spirit gave me strength to overcome my lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Bednar's talk was perfect! It was what I needed. He and his wife were SOOO funny! I had never seen that side of him before. Usually he is very serious and I wondered if he ever had a funny bone in his body. I am here to tell the world that he does... for he had us all laughing. Then he got to his message and it was touching. About revelation, dating, making decisions, etc. I will go home and post my thoughts on his talk later. I am glad I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my lesson learned on Sunday?! Let the Holy Spirit guide! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID"&gt;52B3D365-52F3-4574-39A7-7648CEC50BC5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion"&gt;1.03.01&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-9204922978624069628?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/9204922978624069628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=9204922978624069628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9204922978624069628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9204922978624069628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/10/cool-experiences.html' title='Cool Experiences'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3882467272733323262</id><published>2010-09-30T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T10:48:02.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Car</title><content type='html'>They found my car over by the 7th North exit off I-215 in a residential area. It has a few  scratches on the outside of the car (where they had run it up against  something), and the inside was just trashed with my stuff. They took my stereo,  sleeping bag, tool kit, emergency car kit, and I really haven't checked anything  else yet. They broke my driver visor off, and broke one of my A/C vents (because  it was broken... I bet they were frustrated with it so they just broke it), and  they took off my rear view mirror. I am so grateful I have my car back. My  school books were in there with my school notebook, my registration information  and garage door opener was also inside. I feel so grateful! I wish everyone  could feel that! I am grateful for your compassion, prayers, and wonderful  friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has seriously been a great faith building experience for me. I prayed specifically last night for things, and it all happened. I am so grateful. Our Father is so good to us! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3882467272733323262?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3882467272733323262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3882467272733323262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3882467272733323262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3882467272733323262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/09/found-car.html' title='Found Car'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7629412148198361433</id><published>2010-09-29T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T13:24:15.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Stolen Car</title><content type='html'>I have had many wonderful people ask me how I am, what happened, etc. I thought I would post the story here. Before I go on, thank you all for your Facebook comments, prayers, phone calls, texts, etc. I really love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked my car on the street outside my work (State Agency) at 8:45a. That was the last time I saw it. I worked a good day, busy, but good. As I was walking outside to get in my car to go to my 5:30p class, it wasn't there. At first I thought it was some kind of joke. But as I walked the parking lot at my work my car was no where to be found. Ok, I don't know how many have experienced this before, but walking out to get into your car and not finding it was a pretty sickening feeling. I mean, I was in a state of literal shock for about 4 hours. Then it hit me when I was home. Really hit. Back to the story though, after walking around making sure it wasn't put anywhere else, I went into the security guard and explained that my car was stolen. I asked if they could rewind the security tapes and they explained that the tapes do not cover the road. YUP! So, he called 911 for me and gave them my information. They told him that they would contact me, which they did. Now, I just have to wait to see if it shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the thing. My school books were in the car, along with my parking pass for school. My car had, ready for this, sit down, it had approximately 326,000 miles on it. Yup, she was a trooper! I had my 72 hour kit in there, and then my CD's. I don't really care about the things that can be replaced (CD's, 72 hour kit, etc.), but I do care about my school books, especially because I have a test next week in one of my classes. I care about my car. It was my Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everything happens for a reason. I don't blame Our Heavenly Father for this. Everyone has free agency. Some make good choices, others make really bad ones. I am grateful I was not in the car, I am grateful my car wasn't someone I love dearly. I truly am fine, it's just crappy timing! Thank you all again for thoughtful words, prayers, and for caring! I heart my friends.&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7629412148198361433?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7629412148198361433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7629412148198361433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7629412148198361433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7629412148198361433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-stolen-car.html' title='My Stolen Car'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8371124635561984999</id><published>2010-09-20T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:28:53.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Date Box</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for this one? Really? Since the Brethren of the Church piloted the new singles wards program, and our small town of Hooper was the first Ward created...I have been going to church with great guys and gals from my small, delightful town. I am cool with that... only, I am the oldest one there by a few years. AWKWARD. If it wasn't for my calling I would have checked myself into the nunnery! Our Bishopric decided to help us poor farm kids get with the program, meaning they created "The Date Box." What is this? It's a terrible little box where ANYONE in the ward can suggest themselves or others to be matched up and sent on a date. The Bishopric approves the match and bang... the happy couple go on a date. Why am I against this you ask? Think. If a young man is not interested in a sweet girl, then he shouldn't have to be forced to ask her out. It's a waste of time for both involved. Sure, sure, we are to go and enjoy ourselves... have fun.... but take if from someone who has had MANY first dates, not getting a second date with someone you had a really good time with is quite hard on the 'ol self-esteem. Especially the older you get. So there I was, driving home without a care in the world (meant as a figure of speech... I have a lot of cares. That is why I am in Stress Management right now!) when I got a phone call from our second counselor. Yup, someone submitted MY name. If any fellow wanted to ask me out I would hope they would do it for themselves, not because someone made them ask me out. (Hence, my non-existent dating life.) Finally, I think this whole idea is making us lazy! *crawling down off soap-box* Thank you!&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID"&gt;52B3D365-52F3-4574-39A7-7648CEC50BC5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion"&gt;1.03.01&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8371124635561984999?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8371124635561984999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8371124635561984999' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8371124635561984999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8371124635561984999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/09/date-box.html' title='The Date Box'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1690439254724223867</id><published>2010-09-08T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T16:12:45.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgX0oS1ecI/AAAAAAAAATU/axAxm-lGpI8/s1600/Mom1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgX0oS1ecI/AAAAAAAAATU/axAxm-lGpI8/s200/Mom1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514683936652229058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgYIoeppzI/AAAAAAAAATk/hEQQQxmXN-k/s1600/Mom4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgYIoeppzI/AAAAAAAAATk/hEQQQxmXN-k/s200/Mom4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514684280299169586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgYAaYyEII/AAAAAAAAATc/WPnT6d9w_H8/s1600/Mom4.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgYTGpQ4hI/AAAAAAAAATs/X78wkK_Mlcc/s1600/Mom3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgYTGpQ4hI/AAAAAAAAATs/X78wkK_Mlcc/s200/Mom3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514684460195439122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was your Birthday, and I wanted to tell you how much I love you and am glad that you are my mother. I love so many things about you mom, when I grow up I want to be like you! I love watching movies with you. I love working outside with you. I love singing with you. I love just being with you. Thank you for loving me. I hope you know how much I love you! To infinity and beyond! Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID"&gt;52B3D365-52F3-4574-39A7-7648CEC50BC5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion"&gt;1.03.01&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1690439254724223867?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1690439254724223867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1690439254724223867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1690439254724223867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1690439254724223867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TIgX0oS1ecI/AAAAAAAAATU/axAxm-lGpI8/s72-c/Mom1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2696804898619121709</id><published>2010-08-30T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:45:25.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Leg Workout</title><content type='html'>Required:&lt;br /&gt;    Trampoline&lt;br /&gt;                       Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this weekend I spent many great hours of playing "Rocket" with my nephews and niece. What that is, is you hop in the trampoline, hold hands with another person, and jump together counting: one, two, three.... then on three you lock down giving the other person all the bounce you possess and let them fly to the moon! This was the highlight of our weekend! And it was a killer workout for my legs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2696804898619121709?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2696804898619121709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2696804898619121709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2696804898619121709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2696804898619121709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-leg-workout.html' title='Great Leg Workout'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1576544913206143582</id><published>2010-08-26T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:58:12.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penelope, Northanger Abbey, and Persuasion</title><content type='html'>So, last weekend was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Had my cousin Kim come over to watch 'Northanger Abbey' before I had to go to our Relief Society Sleepover. I liked it all except for the end. I watched the PBS version and it was TOO short. They crammed in the love part of it all in 2 minutes. BLAH! We had a great time though. I need to see if I can find another version to watch... one that is preferably longer than and hour and a half.I was super worried about the sleepover. A) I am 30, and most of our sisters are younger... so I was worried that I wouldn't really fit in. B) We were sleeping on a hard floor. C) I was pretty sure I would be in bed by 10:30p. So I was pretty nervous, but hey, I had to support our decision to have this "Back-to-School Sleepover! Ok, I was up until 3:00a (there were only 3 of us up that late), I clicked SO well with everyone there~ making some enduring friendships, and I didn't sleep comfortably at all, but I didn't care! We watched 'Penelope', which has now become one of my favorite movies. Why? It teaches people that it's not what is on the outside that matters (meaning looks... I mean come on, some of us were not blessed with hottness), and that it's what is on the inside that matters! LOVE that movie! Plus, James McAvoy gives a skip in the 'ol heart in the kiss scene at the end. mmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Nap&lt;br /&gt;Kim came back over... this time wearing a Jane Austen dress she made herself and all dazzled up as if she lived in that time period. She was GORGEOUS!! We all decided (me, Tricia, and mom) that we need to make a dress for ourselves and all dress up one night... wouldn't that be fun?! We watched 'Persuasion' and was not as impressed with the version we saw either. Don't get me wrong, the main guy was nice looking... but it was too short (an hour and a half). Then I suggested we watched 'Penelope' so that they could see how cute it was. (NOTE: Yes, I went out and bought it that morning because I liked it so much!) We all loved it, and yes, we watched the kiss scene twice! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa5Mk4nG4I/AAAAAAAAATE/fvl4RZbQzPY/s1600/penelopeposter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa5Mk4nG4I/AAAAAAAAATE/fvl4RZbQzPY/s200/penelopeposter1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509794819845069698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasks:&lt;br /&gt;Need to check out different versions of 'Persuasion' and 'Northanger Abbey' (any suggestions?)&lt;br /&gt;Make Jane Austen dress to hang out in with Kim.&lt;br /&gt;Remind myself that it's not what I look like on the outside that is important... it's what's on the inside that matters most!Watch kiss scene in 'Penelope' again ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa4z-SJ0iI/AAAAAAAAASs/VX_ipMlASoo/s1600/northanger-abbey-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa4z-SJ0iI/AAAAAAAAASs/VX_ipMlASoo/s200/northanger-abbey-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509794397166359074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa46GGRQvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/q2k_BZdLlIc/s1600/Persuasion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa46GGRQvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/q2k_BZdLlIc/s200/Persuasion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509794502343213810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1576544913206143582?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1576544913206143582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1576544913206143582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1576544913206143582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1576544913206143582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/penelope-northanger-abbey-and.html' title='Penelope, Northanger Abbey, and Persuasion'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/THa5Mk4nG4I/AAAAAAAAATE/fvl4RZbQzPY/s72-c/penelopeposter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3212516565370522391</id><published>2010-08-19T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:58:10.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday Abbey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TG1wqvARVcI/AAAAAAAAASk/Tn9PPAi8_v4/s1600/Abbey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TG1wqvARVcI/AAAAAAAAASk/Tn9PPAi8_v4/s200/Abbey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507181798818403778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked outside today, and my song for you fits perfect on this stormy day! "I got sunshine, on a cloudy day... when it's cold outside, I got the month of may... I guess you say, what can make me feel this way? MY GIRL! You are so dear to me Abbey! I love you so much! Have a super fun Birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things I love about you:&lt;br /&gt;I love your smile whenever you see me&lt;br /&gt;I love dancing with you in your room&lt;br /&gt;I love playing in your doll house&lt;br /&gt;I love jumping on the trampoline with you&lt;br /&gt;I just love you and being with you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Missi ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3212516565370522391?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3212516565370522391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3212516565370522391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3212516565370522391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3212516565370522391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-3rd-birthday-abbey.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday Abbey!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TG1wqvARVcI/AAAAAAAAASk/Tn9PPAi8_v4/s72-c/Abbey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2757534459488292968</id><published>2010-08-18T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T14:42:22.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"MY GOSH"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGxTinjE4oI/AAAAAAAAASc/WBjOnqXgBjM/s1600/me+and+abbey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGxTinjE4oI/AAAAAAAAASc/WBjOnqXgBjM/s200/me+and+abbey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506868298564035202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I heard Abbey in the backyard talking to Oakley (in her puppy voice - you know, that high pitched voice), so I decided to go see my princess! Every time she see's me, she gets a huge smile and asks if I want to play with her. That night she wanted to know if I wanted to jump on the trampoline with her. Of course I did, so we walked towards the trampoline. Every Tuesday we get our lawn mowed, so I put the little step ladder on the trampoline so it is out of the way. I could see what was going to happen, but I was just waiting for her response. She pranced over to the trampoline.... stopped.... turned to me and said "MY GOSH!" That is her new word. I started laughing, because she was SO serious and you can't jump on the trampoline without a ladder to crawl up on. She threw her hands down to her side, and I asked her what the matter was. She said, "there's no wadder!" I took it off the trampoline and set it on the ground.... and you would have thought I was a super hero in her eyes. We had a great time jumping! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2757534459488292968?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2757534459488292968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2757534459488292968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2757534459488292968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2757534459488292968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-gosh.html' title='&quot;MY GOSH&quot;'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGxTinjE4oI/AAAAAAAAASc/WBjOnqXgBjM/s72-c/me+and+abbey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1634171736510110056</id><published>2010-08-17T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:04:46.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane Eyre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGr5PS-EOYI/AAAAAAAAASU/ijvX4gYR_nM/s1600/je.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGr5PS-EOYI/AAAAAAAAASU/ijvX4gYR_nM/s200/je.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506487535599368578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin (Kim) came over the other night and brought with her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/span&gt; (the 2006 version). That was my favorite version yet, because it was almost 4 hours long, and you get a real feel for the characters, etc. I thought Georgie Henley (young Jane) did a fantastic job! She has such a sweet innocence about her which she brings to the character of Jane. I always feel so bad for Jane. But that is why I love her. She had such a horrible childhood, but she didn't let that get her down. She became a confident, smart, loving person. They did a fantastic job casting Ruth Wilson (Jane). We all commented on how both she and Georgie Henley look so much alike, you would have thought it was Georgie all grown up. Ruth's performance was superb. She wasn't as personality-less as I have seen in other versions. I liked when she would smile and tease with Mr. Rochester.... showing a tiny bit of her emotions. Toby Stephens (Edward Rochester) did a fantastic job. He grows on you. All the characters do. Poor man! He has finally found the woman of his dreams, and cannot have it because of a cruel trick. I will not say more, I don't want to spoil this movie for those who have never seen any versions of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/span&gt;. Something I felt about Rochester though... he is quite the manipulator! He is not the most romantic character ever written, but considering his past, why should he be? All in all, this is a great movie. I'd recommend it to everyone! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1634171736510110056?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1634171736510110056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1634171736510110056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1634171736510110056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1634171736510110056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/jane-eyre.html' title='Jane Eyre'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGr5PS-EOYI/AAAAAAAAASU/ijvX4gYR_nM/s72-c/je.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3576137277020156687</id><published>2010-08-16T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:21:36.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6th Birthday Parker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGm5467wB-I/AAAAAAAAASM/fXzU0Q1WbyY/s1600/Parker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGm5467wB-I/AAAAAAAAASM/fXzU0Q1WbyY/s200/Parker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506136406980823010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker, you are getting so tall!! I hope you had a fun birthday. You got so many cool toys, and had all those that love you more than anything else surrounding you! Happy Birthday Dude~&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. Here are some things I love about you:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE your laugh (it's super contagious)&lt;br /&gt;I love how you like to build things&lt;br /&gt;I love going to the moon with you&lt;br /&gt;I love playing with you&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing you become a terrific young man&lt;br /&gt;I just love you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dude!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Missi ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3576137277020156687?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3576137277020156687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3576137277020156687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3576137277020156687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3576137277020156687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-6th-birthday-parker.html' title='Happy 6th Birthday Parker'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TGm5467wB-I/AAAAAAAAASM/fXzU0Q1WbyY/s72-c/Parker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7888530877322836460</id><published>2010-08-11T12:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:47:30.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>It's amazing what you don't know about people. I have a co-worker/friend that I have worked with now for 4-5 years, and she was telling me about how her father lost his leg.  He was a bus driver for like a Greyhound bus in Mexico when a semi carrying logs tried to pass him going up a hill. The semi realized that another bus was coming and swerved into her dad's bus, causing them to roll. She was telling me how people died, and her father was critically injured as well. Then she told me how at that time, in Mexico, people would pay money to get out of things. The semi truck did just this to the policeman, bribing him to say that it was my friends, dad's fault. Her dad was sent to the jail infirmity to heal, but was in jail for 6 months. She told me that at that time, her oldest brother was 4, she was 2, and they had just had a baby. Others that survived the crash fought and told what really happened, and an investigation was done. In the meantime, my friends dad's leg was broken in so many parts. They had to amputate pretty much the whole leg. At the end of our conversation, and after sharing how grateful she is to God for her dad living, she said to me that they didn't have everything they wanted growing up, but that they had everything they needed. Her dad is her hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That struck a cord inside of me today. What really matters most to me? My family. I think of each of them individually and to me, they are my hero's. Each one of them. My parents, siblings, and nieces/nephews. We may not have everything we want, but we have each other, and that is all I need! I love my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7888530877322836460?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7888530877322836460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7888530877322836460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7888530877322836460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7888530877322836460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/08/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8341958854061834000</id><published>2010-07-27T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:10:11.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do in my 30's</title><content type='html'>I promised a list, so here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a quilt&lt;br /&gt;Publish my children's books (Rooster/Tripsy Mipsy/Sammy's Socks)&lt;br /&gt;Get my Associates Degree from SLCC&lt;br /&gt;Read 120 books (1 a month for 10 years)&lt;br /&gt;Do 260 endowments in the temple (26 per year for 10 years)&lt;br /&gt;Go to Nauvoo with Dad and SharonGo to New York with Mom (Broadway shows, sacred grove, temple, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Visit mission with Dad and Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Go to beach house in Outer Banks, NC with Mom&lt;br /&gt;Finish the flower garden (we're almost done, yay!)&lt;br /&gt;Get Life Insurance&lt;br /&gt;Get out of debt&lt;br /&gt;Work on my Bachelors Degree&lt;br /&gt;Tatt an alter cover for one of the temples&lt;br /&gt;Visit Meili in China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is a lot more I want to do, just need to keep adding to the list! More to come.... ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TE9wBwUAUGI/AAAAAAAAASE/7Y3D123vawY/s1600/Skydiving+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 67px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TE9wBwUAUGI/AAAAAAAAASE/7Y3D123vawY/s200/Skydiving+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498736845493653602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8341958854061834000?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8341958854061834000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8341958854061834000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8341958854061834000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8341958854061834000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-to-do-in-my-30s.html' title='Things to do in my 30&apos;s'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TE9wBwUAUGI/AAAAAAAAASE/7Y3D123vawY/s72-c/Skydiving+web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7586202409866341132</id><published>2010-07-27T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:43:49.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't posted in over a month... what is up with that? I mean, even though I think my sister-in-law is the only one that reads my blog... it is still good for me to jot down my feelings and thoughts. Here we go! But beware, I have a lot of thoughts and feelings that may expose you to my positive side, along with my "poor me" side! This is why I NEED to go camping this weekend... to focus back in on my life and important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relief Society has been crazy this last month. I mean, it's been non-stop since we first started in May, but this month we were given a task by our Stake President to contact and invite/find out about every person in our Ward. Now, we had 103 sisters in R.S. And only 20-30 that come to church... you can do the math, we had a lot to find out about. I wasn't very excited about this task, but for some reason, I didn't let that get me down. I wanted to do this not only for the Stake President, but for me. I wanted to know about those girls too. We had 3 weeks to do this. I tried to give visiting teachers most of the girls, but our presidency ended up contacting most of them anyway. We did it. We achieved a huge task and I am so relieved to KNOW where my sisters are! My mind kept going back to 1 Nephi 3:7. The Lord does provide a way for us to accomplish whatever he asks us to do... in all aspects of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been a bit emotional about my situation, which has happened before, but for some reason lately it's been extra hard. I see the way people treat their kids. How unkind and impatient they are with them. It's almost as if they are trying to prove to their kids that they have power over them. I want to pull them aside and shake the heck out of those parents! *Here we go* Don't they realize that some of us would love to have someone call us "Mommy"? To have a little child hold us and hug us... desiring to be with no one else in the world but you. To hear their little laugh and wipe away their little tears. I truly long for that. I long to hear those words spoken to me. To have those feelings for my child. I know, here is my "poor me" moment. I am not saying this to get sympathy. I'm just saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to see the Wedding Singer at Hale Theatre. It was so funny and had a lot of way cute parts in it. But I left there feeling alone. Very alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough! I know God has a plan for me. I know His timing is the most important thing. I just need to go camping and commune with him! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7586202409866341132?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7586202409866341132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7586202409866341132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7586202409866341132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7586202409866341132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4159434476185858653</id><published>2010-06-08T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:50:05.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fablehaven Series</title><content type='html'>Ok, so... I just re-read the series... AND I LOVED IT! I thought Brandon Mull finished off the series very well. I loved living in the land of Fablehaven these past few months. I love the characters and the storyline. Just amazing what someone's imagination can bring to the world. I won't say anything here, because I don't want to ruin it for everyone... but, "isssaaa good!" ;o)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6doBZfUkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mLhH9NrZbdk/s1600/fablehaven1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6doBZfUkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mLhH9NrZbdk/s200/fablehaven1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480491107452146242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6dXo6i4NI/AAAAAAAAAQs/G_43Wo_YT4Y/s1600/fablehaven2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 76px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6dXo6i4NI/AAAAAAAAAQs/G_43Wo_YT4Y/s200/fablehaven2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480490826001998034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6de4WSq4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ffAtTwlj0fw/s1600/fablehaven3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6de4WSq4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ffAtTwlj0fw/s200/fablehaven3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480490950403992450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6dvgJNEcI/AAAAAAAAARE/_wDEG6KccSw/s1600/fablehaven4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6dvgJNEcI/AAAAAAAAARE/_wDEG6KccSw/s200/fablehaven4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480491235964424642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6eBMxr2BI/AAAAAAAAARM/LQBAlUmLOA8/s1600/fablehaven5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6eBMxr2BI/AAAAAAAAARM/LQBAlUmLOA8/s200/fablehaven5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480491540003149842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4159434476185858653?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4159434476185858653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4159434476185858653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4159434476185858653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4159434476185858653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/06/fablehaven-series.html' title='Fablehaven Series'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TA6doBZfUkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mLhH9NrZbdk/s72-c/fablehaven1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2718872009581364840</id><published>2010-05-24T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:47:52.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 30</title><content type='html'>Well Sports Fans.... it's official... I am now 30 years old! ;o) I actually am excited for this season of my life. C.S. Lewis said: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“Thirty was so strange for me. I’ve really had to come to terms with the  fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's true. Something in me is a bit more "grown-up" then before. Not that I am old in my heart, just a bit more relaxed. I made a list of things I want to do in my 30's. That will have to be another post, because I left the list at home today. I can already tell the my 30's (just as the rest of my life) is going to be great! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2718872009581364840?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2718872009581364840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2718872009581364840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2718872009581364840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2718872009581364840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/05/turning-30.html' title='Turning 30'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1356114443952705465</id><published>2010-05-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:13:32.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tender Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S_RUa4Vq1bI/AAAAAAAAAP0/I-uqwYckblE/s1600/Missi+and+Abbey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S_RUa4Vq1bI/AAAAAAAAAP0/I-uqwYckblE/s320/Missi+and+Abbey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473092267938600370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I had a tender moment. My mom and I were watching my nephews and niece while their parents went to a play. Abbey adores me, but not as much as I simply adore her. She can get me to just about anything for her. And leaving her is the hardest thing for me to do. Last night, we were getting ready for bed, and I told her that we need to read, say our prayers, and sing some songs before bed. This news brightened her little face. She proceeded to grab 5-6 books from her closet and made me read them all to her. Then she had to read them to her brother, Parker. I could just watch her for hours! We went in her room and laid on her bed (yup, I can still fit!). Here comes the tender moment. Picture both of us laying down, her under the covers, and our faces inches away from one another. Then she started singing (which isn't quiet mind you) "I Am a Child of God." She looked into my eyes and sang to the top of her lungs. Her breath blew across my face, and tears flowed from my eyes as I watched this precious daughter of God sing about her birthright. Very touching! Then she cracked me up by entertaining me with one of her made up songs. It was something about Our Savior and how she didn't want to read a book or take a bath. My tears of being touched turned quickly into tears of laughter. Thanks Abbey for that tender moment! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1356114443952705465?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1356114443952705465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1356114443952705465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1356114443952705465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1356114443952705465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/05/tender-moment.html' title='Tender Moment'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S_RUa4Vq1bI/AAAAAAAAAP0/I-uqwYckblE/s72-c/Missi+and+Abbey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4007241802440524507</id><published>2010-05-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:55:42.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Calling</title><content type='html'>The Lord works in ways that sometimes I wish I could comprehend. I just received a new calling in my brand new Ward. I hope and pray I will do well in this. I was called to be the Relief Society President... a calling I had always prayed I'd never get! I could express all my inadequacies, but not here! I hope and pray I will be an instrument in the Lord's hands. I pray that the Sisters, regardless of their walks in life, will feel the cleansing power and unconditional love that comes from our Savior. Here we go! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4007241802440524507?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4007241802440524507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4007241802440524507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4007241802440524507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4007241802440524507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-calling.html' title='New Calling'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5978581305907933945</id><published>2010-04-21T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:05:52.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 8th Birthday Payton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S89alJjjoaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fD6-R-szB0Y/s1600/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S89alJjjoaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fD6-R-szB0Y/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462684467290415522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow, you are getting to be such a big boy! I love you so much! I hope your Birthday is filled with lots of love and fun. You know what I love about you, Payton? Get ready.... here is a list.&lt;br /&gt;I love when you laugh so hard your face goes red and you can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I love going to the moon with you.&lt;br /&gt;I love playing with the Dragon Castle, Batman Cave, and Doll House with you.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE reading to you and listening to you read.&lt;br /&gt;I love watching you become a wonderful young man.&lt;br /&gt;I just love you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Missi ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5978581305907933945?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5978581305907933945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5978581305907933945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5978581305907933945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5978581305907933945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-8th-birthday-payton.html' title='Happy 8th Birthday Payton!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S89alJjjoaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fD6-R-szB0Y/s72-c/IMG_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5864035739229774147</id><published>2010-03-18T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:40:28.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leprechauns 101</title><content type='html'>Last night was so funny! I asked Payton and Parker if they had seen any leprechauns yesterday, since it was St. Patrick's Day. They said no, and then Payton began to inform me on how to catch a leprechaun. I thought I would pass on the information to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To catch a leprechaun, you need to have gold.&lt;br /&gt;2. You take the gold and hide it in a trap (under a box will do if you don't have a trap).&lt;br /&gt;3. You have to stare at the gold and wait for the leprechaun.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you blink, you lost (because that is how fast a leprechaun is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! No blinking people! He also told Parker that their favorite color is yellow, and that they turn everything green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things I just didn't know about the little guys! Thanks Payton for teaching me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5864035739229774147?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5864035739229774147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5864035739229774147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5864035739229774147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5864035739229774147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/03/leprechauns-101.html' title='Leprechauns 101'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8946291855972133138</id><published>2010-03-11T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:10:56.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moon!</title><content type='html'>So, one of my favorite things to do with Payton and Parker (notice I said ONE of them) is going to the moon! We get on the trampoline with a blanket, then run around on it in circles saying, "5, 4, 3, 2, 1....BLAST OFF!" Then we pretend to float in space for a little bit. Then we land on the moon where we eat cheese (no, really! we eat string cheese out on the tramp, because that is what you do on the moon... so we try to make it as realistic as possible) and then fly to other planets like Jupiter, Saturn, Mars, etc. Quite the experience I dare say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8946291855972133138?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8946291855972133138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8946291855972133138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8946291855972133138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8946291855972133138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/03/moon.html' title='The Moon!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2303707041814502539</id><published>2010-03-10T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:26:51.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th Birthday Austyn!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S5gOk9jezSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZDgO2eXptcU/s1600-h/Austyn%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S5gOk9jezSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZDgO2eXptcU/s320/Austyn%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447119777466076450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you are turning 7 today! You are such a big girl! I hope you know that you are very special to me! I love your cute laugh. It is very contagious! Happy Birthday Sweetie! I miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2303707041814502539?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2303707041814502539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2303707041814502539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2303707041814502539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2303707041814502539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-7th-birthday-austyn.html' title='Happy 7th Birthday Austyn!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S5gOk9jezSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZDgO2eXptcU/s72-c/Austyn%2B9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6156358330798287852</id><published>2010-03-09T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:42:10.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blog</title><content type='html'>So, I started another blog. It's called, "The Way I Hear It"&lt;br /&gt;Check it out! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://missimayobx2.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6156358330798287852?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6156358330798287852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6156358330798287852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6156358330798287852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6156358330798287852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-blog.html' title='Another Blog'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-937810316114006984</id><published>2010-03-04T13:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:49:06.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph!</title><content type='html'>So, I didn't want to post this on Facebook, but I have to voice my thoughts! I wish I could just have a guy that doesn't want anything but friendship. Sometimes I would just like to have that kind of a friend. I mean, all my guy friends are married, or not interested in being good friends. It's hard to explain... being single and a member of the Church, it's as if you either have to be "something" or "nothing"(especially the older you get). I just want to have a guy that I can sit and talk to about anything and everything. Who doesn't mind crazy ice cream runs, or silly family activities. Just a friend....&lt;br /&gt;Ok, there, I said it... now I will get off my soap box pitty party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-937810316114006984?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/937810316114006984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=937810316114006984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/937810316114006984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/937810316114006984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmph.html' title='Hmph!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8321981448747350246</id><published>2010-03-01T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:28:18.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Already?!</title><content type='html'>I am still in awe that today is March 1st...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8321981448747350246?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8321981448747350246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8321981448747350246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8321981448747350246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8321981448747350246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-already.html' title='March Already?!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3688140129471305930</id><published>2010-02-03T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:49:07.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Quote</title><content type='html'>So, I have to say that Jane Austen has some great quotes in her books. One I put on Facebook recently is "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;“It sometimes happens that a woman is handsomer at twenty-nine than she was ten years before” Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;This quote fits PERFECTLY in my life right now! I think I am going to frame it and put it in my room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3688140129471305930?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3688140129471305930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3688140129471305930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3688140129471305930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3688140129471305930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-quote.html' title='Great Quote'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6733113924003169181</id><published>2010-01-19T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:57:22.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Organized</title><content type='html'>I love getting organized! I love buying new note books to begin another year of thoughts, etc. I love de-junking my house. I love being on top of things and accomplishing a lot in one day. I love setting new goals. Let's face it! I love being organized! It's when I am not organized that my life is a mess! ;o) Profound, I know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6733113924003169181?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6733113924003169181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6733113924003169181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6733113924003169181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6733113924003169181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/01/organized.html' title='Organized'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2021197988136118520</id><published>2010-01-04T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:21:45.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S0JNkTtsCvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XHGyCh8oJUM/s1600-h/ogden_lds_mormon_temple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S0JNkTtsCvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XHGyCh8oJUM/s320/ogden_lds_mormon_temple1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422982187470031602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is a very special day for me. No, it's not my Birthday.... but it is my Birth-Temple Day! I went through the Temple 9 years ago today. Looking back on that day, I remember feeling like I was "home" throughout the whole day. Nothing was weird or scary to me, just apart of me. I was excited to be with my family in the Celestial Room. I had so much love that day. A wonderful day indeed. Not a day goes by that I am not grateful for my covenants with Our Father on this special day 9 years ago....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2021197988136118520?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2021197988136118520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2021197988136118520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2021197988136118520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2021197988136118520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html' title='Today!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/S0JNkTtsCvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XHGyCh8oJUM/s72-c/ogden_lds_mormon_temple1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2300390098819814241</id><published>2009-12-30T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:02:05.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SzujoBlvEDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hV1KJIutDG0/s1600-h/ET+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SzujoBlvEDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hV1KJIutDG0/s320/ET+picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421106484487327794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for this upcoming year! Though I must say, I have really enjoyed 2009. I just know that 2010 will have some more great adventures for me to take. Let's just hope I can keep up this year! ;o) Happy New Year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2300390098819814241?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2300390098819814241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2300390098819814241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2300390098819814241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2300390098819814241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SzujoBlvEDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hV1KJIutDG0/s72-c/ET+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6910664186825131803</id><published>2009-12-21T13:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:01:24.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2009 Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CMLEAK%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What a year 2008 has been… I mean 2009!! Geesh time just goes right on by! This year has been pretty good for me. I just wish time could slow down just a little. I guess that is why we are told to enjoy every minute of everyday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This year I had some really fun/hard classes. I took American History for the first part of the year. It was actually only an 8 week class. Yup, I learned all about &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in just 8 weeks….. haha! Just kidding! I But I did learn a lot about our country and how it SHOULD be today. Unfortunately we are far from what our founding fathers had in mind for us. Anyway, I really loved the class. Then I took the summer off and started back up in the fall. I had 2 classes this last semester, which were Astronomy and Personal Finance. Both of my teachers were quite different. I didn’t really understand their method of teaching, but I somehow managed to make it through. Astronomy was great! I already have a fascination with our universe; it was exciting to learn more about it. One thing I didn’t like about the class was that scientists/astronomers take God out of the picture, when in all reality it is because of Him that we have so many magnificent things to ponder and study. My testimony of His Divinity was strengthened through this class. For my personal Finance class I realized how much money you need, and how much money I just don’t have!! (haha)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I still work for the Utah Department of Health. I’ve been here for 7 years now. We are still working four 10 hour days, which can be rough for me … since I live an hour away from home. I like having Friday off though; it’s nice to have 2 days to get things done at home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My family is doing great! This year my cousin Stacey went camping with my Dad and Sharon (and myself). It was fun! There is something about being in the mountains that sooths my soul. I love it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mom just had her knee replaced last week. The surgery went well, and she is doing wonderful. I am so proud of her for FINALLY doing this. Hopefully in a few months she will feel the same way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jason and Tricia moved into their new house behind us in March. It has been an adjustment in some ways for me, but I absolutely love having them close by. Their kids are growing so fast. Payton is 7, Parker is 5, and Little miss Abbey is 2. I love getting my hugs and kisses from them. They are so dear to my heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dan and Austyn are doing great. Austyn is quite the little dancer. She can do back-flips and all sorts of gymnastics. She is super smart and has a sweet and loving heart. Dan is working on his masters and still teaching English at a Junior High.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I hope everyone had a wonderful 2009 as well. It’s sad to see it end, but I am looking forward to this next year. I pray that it brings you joy, happiness, and strength to endure your trials. Find joy in your journey! That is what it’s all about! Happy Holidays!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All My Love, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Missi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6910664186825131803?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6910664186825131803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6910664186825131803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6910664186825131803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6910664186825131803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-2009-christmas-letter.html' title='My 2009 Christmas Letter'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-378429312932442806</id><published>2009-10-14T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:47:43.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>lately I have been reflecting on certain moments in my life. Here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;Most Recent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went over to get "kisses" last night from the kids (Payton, Parker, and Abbey), I couldn't leave, because Abbey wanted me to read her every book that was in her room. When I would get up, she would command me to "sit", and then "wead".... I felt so needed and loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every Wednesday night when I leave my Grandma, she always tells me to not "run faster than I have strength"... I feel cared for and loved when I am with her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother Jason bought me breakfast on my way to work the other day. He always calls me and asks how I am doing... I feel like he cares for me and loves me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We turned our home into a restaurant for one night, just for Jason and Tricia (for their anniversary). We dressed up the kids as waiters, and mom was the hostess/chef, I was the chauffeur and chef. It was fun serving! I felt love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Past:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I went camping with my Dad, Sharon, and my cousin Stacey, I would actually be quiet (well, for a few moments anyway), and soak in the Spirit and commune with the Lord. I felt peace, love, and joy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some days when I am having a really hard time, I sit on my mom's lap and she just rocks me... We just cry together! I feel comforted and protected when she does that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pouncer seriously follows me around everywhere! I love it! I feel so needed and depended upon. There are moments when I just lay with him, I really love that cute dog! ;o)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/StYcqpmB7JI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GamCOYovbEY/s1600-h/Mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/StYcqpmB7JI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GamCOYovbEY/s320/Mountains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392529122868194450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well, that is enough for today! More moments to come in the future....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-378429312932442806?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/378429312932442806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=378429312932442806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/378429312932442806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/378429312932442806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/10/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/StYcqpmB7JI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GamCOYovbEY/s72-c/Mountains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4272054918484413915</id><published>2009-10-01T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:57:10.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Well, this semester has been a bit rough for me. I have LOVED all my classes so far... but... there is a theory. You love your classes because your teachers are excited and help make the subject fun to learn. This semester has proven that to a "T". I am not really liking my classes, because my teachers are hard to understand. Oh well... I guess this is just an example for me to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited for this weekend. General Conference is the "booster-shot" that I need to endure! I am excited to listen and obey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4272054918484413915?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4272054918484413915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4272054918484413915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4272054918484413915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4272054918484413915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5403635519605610385</id><published>2009-08-20T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:50:33.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bibwit - The Black Wild Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/So1-xNUQp9I/AAAAAAAAALs/v7Ozsi27Id8/s1600-h/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/So1-xNUQp9I/AAAAAAAAALs/v7Ozsi27Id8/s320/IMG_1531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372089314376198098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have seen this little fellow around our house a few times. He is a wild bunny that is all black. Where did he come from? My best answer is ... heaven! Other than that... you got me!! I have been feeding him my "lunch carrots". He seems to like them. Anyway, it's not everyday you see a wild black bunny hopping in your neighborhood! Enjoy! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5403635519605610385?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5403635519605610385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5403635519605610385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5403635519605610385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5403635519605610385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/08/bibwit-black-wild-bunny.html' title='Bibwit - The Black Wild Bunny'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/So1-xNUQp9I/AAAAAAAAALs/v7Ozsi27Id8/s72-c/IMG_1531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3692344901117105962</id><published>2009-08-19T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:46:53.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Abbey!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SoyO22o0zXI/AAAAAAAAALk/m9B6ihaH6f8/s1600-h/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SoyO22o0zXI/AAAAAAAAALk/m9B6ihaH6f8/s320/IMG_1445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371825528576986482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet Abbey!!&lt;br /&gt;You are so adorable, I love you so much!! This past year has been fun for me. You are my little sweet pea and always will be!! I love playing "Dun-dun-dun" and "Rock-a-bye" with you! I wish I was in more shape so I could do those ALL day with you! Happy Birthday! I love you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3692344901117105962?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3692344901117105962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3692344901117105962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3692344901117105962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3692344901117105962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-abbey.html' title='Happy Birthday Abbey!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SoyO22o0zXI/AAAAAAAAALk/m9B6ihaH6f8/s72-c/IMG_1445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6173449694421500263</id><published>2009-08-18T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:15:23.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Parker!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SosL0u6MQfI/AAAAAAAAALc/1xj-X4yfX5M/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SosL0u6MQfI/AAAAAAAAALc/1xj-X4yfX5M/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371399981142655474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is late, but I didn't come to work on your birthday. You are such a sweet boy. I must say that I love your compliments to me. You are the only boy that tells me I look "pretty" or "beautiful". You are fun to play with and be around. I could watch you watch the water in the garden for hours!! I hope you had a special Birthday my little dude. XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6173449694421500263?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6173449694421500263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6173449694421500263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6173449694421500263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6173449694421500263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-parker.html' title='Happy Birthday Parker!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SosL0u6MQfI/AAAAAAAAALc/1xj-X4yfX5M/s72-c/IMG_0836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1457476685573178732</id><published>2009-07-14T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:28:23.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Heart and Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SlzKypr8MiI/AAAAAAAAALU/Kna4I-Ykaak/s1600-h/Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SlzKypr8MiI/AAAAAAAAALU/Kna4I-Ykaak/s320/Heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358380628196471330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am reading this little book that my dear friend Kaija is letting me borrow. It's called "A Heart Like His: Making Space for God's Love in Your Life" by Virginia Hinckley Pearce. Already I have noticed a difference in my life! I am really trying to open my heart to let the love of the Lord shine through and heal me and others. It has been a wonderful blessing to me. I am happier all around because of this experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been really trying to get out of debt... meaning, keeping money in my account and not overspend... yes... I have that problem in my life. I tend to think that I am ok finanacially, then I balance my checkbook and PHEW! I am opposite of what I thought. I say this because spiritually, I am the same way. I get into "spiritual debt", if you will, and then when I balance my life, I see how far I am from where I need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to Elder Bednar's talk on the way to work today. It was his one about "Praying Always". Let me back up. I have been saying quick, non-communal prayers. You know, the type where you do the basics and close. I haven't been listening... I haven't been making the time to expand on some of my feelings and desires, etc. Well, today for our family prayer, I asked for the normal safety while driving to and from work, and that those around me will be safe to. (Now I am caught up to the first of this paragraph). So, I was listening to Elder Bednar's talk, when this car/mini-suv swerved and spinned on the road, traveling from the right side of the freeway to the left. I think he wanted to exit on 500 South in Bountiful (which is to the left of the freeway instead of the right). Immediately I paused the talk and thanked my Father in Heaven. I thanked Him that the car did not hit any other car, nor did it rollover; and I thanked Him that I was not involved in any kind of crash. If I was yards closer, I would have been hit. It made me realize, that even if I am basic, and even if I don't feel like I am communing with Our Father, he still will bless me, and believe me, my faith has been strengthened in this. After this moment, I began to take the opportunity to commune with Him. I told him about some concerns, and it was a sweet moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am loving the "open heart" experiment, and I am grateful for God's love!&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1457476685573178732?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1457476685573178732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1457476685573178732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1457476685573178732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1457476685573178732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/07/open-heart-and-blessings.html' title='Open Heart and Blessings'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SlzKypr8MiI/AAAAAAAAALU/Kna4I-Ykaak/s72-c/Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3008411786235425200</id><published>2009-07-06T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:42:45.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupon Savings!!</title><content type='html'>So, my brother Dan just introduced me to the world of Coupons on Friday. I must say, I am ready to get started!! I made a "Coupon Book" with sheet protectors to store the coupons in. We will see how this goes. Anyway, why am I sharing the love with you? Because I believe in saving money! Here is the website he sent me to (http://www.pinchingyourpennies.com/). Click on State Forums - then go to Utah - then select the store you shop at for savings! Also be sure to coupon clip during the week from your newspapers! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3008411786235425200?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3008411786235425200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3008411786235425200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3008411786235425200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3008411786235425200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/07/coupon-savings.html' title='Coupon Savings!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8863185277950870794</id><published>2009-06-30T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:03:34.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Seeing Redd" by Frank Beddor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SkphfLlUcuI/AAAAAAAAALM/U5lc7i1EO1c/s1600-h/Seeing+Redd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SkphfLlUcuI/AAAAAAAAALM/U5lc7i1EO1c/s320/Seeing+Redd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353198295396414178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this book!! Seriously, this is a series that you HAVE to read, no matter your age. In "Seeing Redd" lots of things happen, but my favorite is that Alyss and Dodge..... well... you have to just read it! I cried, laughed, and just enjoyed this book so much! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8863185277950870794?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8863185277950870794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8863185277950870794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8863185277950870794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8863185277950870794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/06/seeing-redd-by-frank-beddor.html' title='&quot;Seeing Redd&quot; by Frank Beddor'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SkphfLlUcuI/AAAAAAAAALM/U5lc7i1EO1c/s72-c/Seeing+Redd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8830262549846994268</id><published>2009-06-29T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:13:47.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Skkuf4ADZhI/AAAAAAAAALE/WDbe10pVVnY/s1600-h/Confessions+of+a+Shopaholic+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Skkuf4ADZhI/AAAAAAAAALE/WDbe10pVVnY/s320/Confessions+of+a+Shopaholic+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352860757249975826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, seriously funny... I haven't had a movie make me laugh out loud like that one did in a long time!! I recommend all women to see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One part that had me rolling was when he bought her a fan, and while she danced with him and the fan she kept hitting him in the face with it... too funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8830262549846994268?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8830262549846994268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8830262549846994268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8830262549846994268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8830262549846994268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/06/confessions-of-shopaholic.html' title='Confessions of a Shopaholic'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Skkuf4ADZhI/AAAAAAAAALE/WDbe10pVVnY/s72-c/Confessions+of+a+Shopaholic+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7801239378920128256</id><published>2009-06-22T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:22:24.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of things I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jesus Christ, Our Heavenly Parents, and the Holy Ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother, Father, and Step-Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brothers and Sister-in-Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payton, Austyn, Parker, and Abbey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, Pouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Jade (the stray cat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandparents, Aunts/Uncles &amp;amp; Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing so hard my tummy and cheeks hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying (like in good books and movies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the first part of gardening, when you plant the seeds and wait anxiously for anything other than weeds to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating.... food is good! I mean seriously...GOOD! I enjoy and love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being busy at work. I really like my job and the people (friends) I work with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading / Imagining - I LOVE using my imagination.... I hope I never get too old to use it! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafts (mostly creating my own stuff) - I love seeing the finished project and giving it away... and I love the look on the faces of those who receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School (yes, I love school!) I love learning and look forward to learning for the rest of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love blue sky's on Sunday. This means I get to lay out on the grass and look up while pondering God's plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Temple. I have been going once a week, and it has truly been uplifting and a treasure for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love good music... the kind that you can dance to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and miss the Special Needs Mutual kids.... they will always hold a dear place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love plays. I am so excited because 2010 season tickets for the Hale Theater came on sale today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love blankets! I love being all warm and wrapped by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7801239378920128256?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7801239378920128256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7801239378920128256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7801239378920128256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7801239378920128256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7732581825545939855</id><published>2009-06-18T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:39:55.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I really hate when I dream about people from the past (or present) that I really didn't ever want to think about again... because after I wake up, they are all I think about... and I just don't want to think about them! Do you ever have that problem?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I pray at night, I pray that I will have dreamless nights.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7732581825545939855?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7732581825545939855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7732581825545939855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7732581825545939855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7732581825545939855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-9018351383394056195</id><published>2009-06-17T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:23:29.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging....</title><content type='html'>Well, I was told today that if you do not post often... then people will not read what you have to say... SO, I am going to recommit myself to being better at writing what I feel and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Sjlts2HjZSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J8KeviAG5mw/s1600-h/lgwcover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Sjlts2HjZSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J8KeviAG5mw/s320/lgwcover.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348426649688040738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished a really good book called 'The Looking Glass Wars' by Frank Beddor. Can I just say that I LOVED it?!?! It is a story about Alyss Heart and the Wonderland Kingdom... I spell it that way, because that is the true way to spell it (according to the book). Anyway, it is a great read, full of imagination, laughter and tears. I have just started to read the second book in the series... 'Seeing Redd'. Already I am hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SjlvapTpYcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IBNuXNUfTkE/s1600-h/Fablehaven.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SjlvapTpYcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IBNuXNUfTkE/s320/Fablehaven.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348428536034714050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another series I love dearly is 'Fablehaven'. Right before 'The Looking Glass Wars', I finished the 4th 'Fablehaven' book. I love this book because it is an easy read, and yet I feel like I am in the book. I was right there with Kendra when.... wait... I probably shouldn't reviel things for those who have not read this fantastic series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enjoy! That is my post for today! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-9018351383394056195?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/9018351383394056195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=9018351383394056195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9018351383394056195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9018351383394056195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging.html' title='Blogging....'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Sjlts2HjZSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J8KeviAG5mw/s72-c/lgwcover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5462690933591006583</id><published>2009-05-21T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:02:06.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/ShV683Lj5GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Jf1wv0nnltw/s1600-h/Wee+Rockette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/ShV683Lj5GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Jf1wv0nnltw/s320/Wee+Rockette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338308119340770402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I turn the big 29 today. I thought I would be depressed or something... you know... getting closer to 30 and all... but I am actually feeling great! Something that has been on my mind a lot this morning (well a couple of things), is that 29 years ago this morning I was saying goodbye to my Heavenly family. To think that 29 years ago from this moment I saw them and remembered them, and I felt their love for me. I wonder if our goodbyes were like those on this earthly life? I am sure we embraced... for Our Father and Mother knew what I was going to experience here, and they knew I loved them. What of that of my family in Heaven? I mean, Our Savior would have been there, prophets from the past... even some ancestors. Hey, even some of my family now was there (Tricia, and my nieces and nephews). I wonder what our goodbyes were like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note... 29 years ago my mom and dad were in the hospital looking forward to my debut! I left one realm full of love, and entered into this one with the same love waiting for me. My parents have been supportive of me my whole life... in everything I do. I cannot imagine my life without them, or without my brothers... though at times I wished they would join the circus! ;o) No really, my family has been everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced many things in this life. Some I thought would never happen to me, some I expected would play out. Looking back, I wouldn't change a thing about my life. Each moment has been a growing experience for me. Have I always been positive? No! Most of the time I complain to the Lord about those events, and ask the question, "why?" But many times I feel him comfort me, and everything is ok! I am grateful for my relationship with Them. They truly strengthen me, as do those of my earthly family. "The Lord is good to me, and so I thank the Lord..." Happy Birthday to me, the day I received my physical body to progress and become like Them. ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5462690933591006583?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5462690933591006583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5462690933591006583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5462690933591006583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5462690933591006583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-and-things.html' title='Birthday and things....'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/ShV683Lj5GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Jf1wv0nnltw/s72-c/Wee+Rockette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2535512818781107907</id><published>2009-05-11T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:38:34.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eagles Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Sgi2uNqL7lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XHlQs9VPf88/s1600-h/eagles-press-shot_160572b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Sgi2uNqL7lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XHlQs9VPf88/s320/eagles-press-shot_160572b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334714663677193810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Cow!! That is all I have to say!! We were 30 rows back in section A on the floor. Our seats were more towards the side of the stage, but I could still see them, and it was a blast!! I have to admit, I was worried, because I thought they were going to sing songs from their new album only (being "The Long Road Out of Eden" tour).... and I really wanted to hear some of their older stuff. They sang my two favorite songs from their new album, then it was PARTY time!! We stood the WHOLE time. Mom and I sang aloud and danced the night away. It was crazy! I still think it is a dream. The night is one I'll never forget! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2535512818781107907?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2535512818781107907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2535512818781107907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2535512818781107907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2535512818781107907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/05/eagles-concert.html' title='The Eagles Concert'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Sgi2uNqL7lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XHlQs9VPf88/s72-c/eagles-press-shot_160572b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6199581599586991701</id><published>2009-04-21T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:47:04.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Payton!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe you are turning the BIG 7 years old today. You have been such a joy to Nana and me. I am so excited for you to move next door to us, then we can play tether ball ALL the time! Have a super happy day! I love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Se4-Y7VssmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/MjU4mdYeRFU/s1600-h/Missi+and+Payton+in+the+leaves+-+by+Parker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Se4-Y7VssmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/MjU4mdYeRFU/s320/Missi+and+Payton+in+the+leaves+-+by+Parker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327264007192359522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Se4-u4P-t4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/jNSGsQiDZLE/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Se4-u4P-t4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/jNSGsQiDZLE/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327264384320190338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6199581599586991701?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6199581599586991701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6199581599586991701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6199581599586991701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6199581599586991701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-payton.html' title='Happy Birthday Payton!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/Se4-Y7VssmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/MjU4mdYeRFU/s72-c/Missi+and+Payton+in+the+leaves+-+by+Parker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5791850908143531730</id><published>2009-04-07T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:15:19.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>General Conference</title><content type='html'>What can I say, that was such an inspiring conference. The talks that really hit me were, Elder  Hales, Elder Holland, and President Monson's. I enjoyed all of them, but those three hit home. Needless to say, we are not going into debt to remodel the kitchen, which is helping me sleep better at nights. I am so grateful that the Lord answers our prayers through conference talks. How I value those days!!&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5791850908143531730?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5791850908143531730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5791850908143531730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5791850908143531730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5791850908143531730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/04/general-conference.html' title='General Conference'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-8711537415197288010</id><published>2009-03-31T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:10:11.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play's and Such...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so last night mom and I went to a play at the Hale Theater.... I loved it. It's a musical by Maury Yeston called 'Phantom'. I am such a weirdo when it comes to this story, because I am a die-hard fan of the book. I did enjoy this play though! I wish I could make a movie of this book (the book by Gaston Leroux). That is one thing that ticks me off about the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical.... it's wrong. I mean... I understand that there is only so much you can do for the stage.... but.... the book is 10 times better! More intense...more mystical... just better! How I hate Erik, and yet love him at the same time... I always felt that Christine is a wishy-washy child! And Roule, don't even get me started!! I can't stand him. But there is something that draws me to re-read it.... I just love it!&lt;br /&gt;;O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-8711537415197288010?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/8711537415197288010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=8711537415197288010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8711537415197288010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/8711537415197288010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/03/plays-and-such.html' title='Play&apos;s and Such...'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3993253365150590731</id><published>2009-03-30T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:05:54.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>108.1%</title><content type='html'>Well, I passed my American Civilizations Class.....PARTY!! It was so cute, because for our family St. Patrick's Day party, the kids all had pom-poms and were cheering for me when I walked in the door. Too cute! Anyway, I survived the 8 week class, and I am already missing it! I really enjoyed learning about our Nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3993253365150590731?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3993253365150590731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3993253365150590731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3993253365150590731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3993253365150590731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/03/1081.html' title='108.1%'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4039090816103177649</id><published>2009-03-10T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:46:35.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Austyn!!</title><content type='html'>I sure love you sweet-pea! I hope you have a very happy day!! I want you to know how special you are to me, I miss you dearly!! Hugs and Kisses!!&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SbbfLhWWGOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tlxYrypstvs/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SbbfLhWWGOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tlxYrypstvs/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311678199553726690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SbbfUon3cCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aduYIoJa9sg/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SbbfUon3cCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aduYIoJa9sg/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311678356125085730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4039090816103177649?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4039090816103177649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4039090816103177649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4039090816103177649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4039090816103177649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-austyn.html' title='Happy Birthday Austyn!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SbbfLhWWGOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tlxYrypstvs/s72-c/IMG_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-905820850437865318</id><published>2009-02-23T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:48:49.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomas Kubinek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SaLvYZc932I/AAAAAAAAAJs/jKQBpxK0mhQ/s1600-h/TK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SaLvYZc932I/AAAAAAAAAJs/jKQBpxK0mhQ/s320/TK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306066513424146274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok, so... I went and saw this guy over the weekend. He is my all time favorite performer! I was so amazed and impressed by his talent!! Seriously, check out his website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kubinek.com/index2.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time he comes, I am so taking all my family.... and I mean ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-905820850437865318?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/905820850437865318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=905820850437865318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/905820850437865318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/905820850437865318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomas-kubinek.html' title='Tomas Kubinek'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SaLvYZc932I/AAAAAAAAAJs/jKQBpxK0mhQ/s72-c/TK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1158999139704120131</id><published>2009-01-28T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:00:14.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Civilization</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SYDHUQhdPGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pXWPZS0XYWQ/s1600-h/founding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SYDHUQhdPGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pXWPZS0XYWQ/s320/founding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296452312634309730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, can I just say that I LOVE my class this semester!! I am so grateful for our Founding Fathers, who had the courage and wisdom to form this country. The Declaration of Independence and The Constitution are valuable documents that should truly be studied by every American. I can see where the Constitution is hanging by a thread. I won't get started... I could talk History for hours and never get sick of it... just ask my parents!! Anyway, it's a great class....quick (because it is only 8 weeks) but very educational!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1158999139704120131?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1158999139704120131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1158999139704120131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1158999139704120131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1158999139704120131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/01/american-civilization.html' title='American Civilization'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SYDHUQhdPGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pXWPZS0XYWQ/s72-c/founding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3993786672064218549</id><published>2009-01-21T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:45:30.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Layout</title><content type='html'>Ok, if you cannot tell... I am so super stoked about my new blog layout. Why? Because I am horrible at these things... you know, making them pretty and all... but Ms. Mik at &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So Dazzling Blogs &lt;/span&gt; did this for me! I totally recommend her if you are looking for a change... she is wonderful! Thanks Ms. Mik, you are amazing!! *me making a huge smiley face, because I am so happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sodazzlingblogs.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3993786672064218549?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3993786672064218549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3993786672064218549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3993786672064218549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3993786672064218549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-layout.html' title='New Blog Layout'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3292613749028725708</id><published>2008-12-31T13:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:26:39.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I want to be remembered....</title><content type='html'>This post may seem weird....but I was thinking of the kind of person I want to be remembered as. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered as someone who people could count on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who was full of joy, and pretty optimistic... in short... Pollyanna! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered as the Aunt that was loving (like a "second mother") who was willing to take the time for those she loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered as the sister that accepted and encouraged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered as a daughter that respected and deeply cared about her parents. For I truly do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered as someone who loved to laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered as a true disciple of Jesus Christ.. one that others could feel His love through....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all for now... more will come in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be remembered as?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3292613749028725708?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3292613749028725708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3292613749028725708' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3292613749028725708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3292613749028725708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-i-want-to-be-remembered.html' title='How I want to be remembered....'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7183978107982947393</id><published>2008-12-22T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:44:33.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Things</title><content type='html'>8 THINGS THAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to Church&lt;br /&gt;2. Had a lovely visit from my friend, Kaija&lt;br /&gt;3. Visited Dad and Sharon&lt;br /&gt;4. Got a hug from Mom&lt;br /&gt;5. Delivered Christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;6. Ate dinner&lt;br /&gt;7. Took a short nap on the couch with Pouncer&lt;br /&gt;8. Read scriptures and other good books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 THINGS I LOOK FORWARD TO&lt;br /&gt;1. Christmas (giving gifts)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wicked&lt;br /&gt;3. 2009&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting my feet zoned on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;5. Grandma Therapy&lt;br /&gt;6. Gardening&lt;br /&gt;7. Bonfires!&lt;br /&gt;8. Camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;1. Snow&lt;br /&gt;2. The love and kindness in the air&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;4. Giving presents&lt;br /&gt;5. The excitement on the kids face for Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;6. The Holiday smells (candles)&lt;br /&gt;7. Wassail / Monkey Bread / Wecca Bread / Bratzlies&lt;br /&gt;8. Miscellaneous Christmas movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 THINGS ON MY WISH LIST&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish the flower garden&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay off car&lt;br /&gt;3. change the inside of the house (paint, furniture, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;4. sleep&lt;br /&gt;5. For Jason and Tricia's house to be done&lt;br /&gt;6. Bonus from work ....yeah right... I work for the State!&lt;br /&gt;7. For my family to be happy and healthy&lt;br /&gt;8. Being knowledgeable in the scriptures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE I TAG ARE: (emailing works too!)&lt;br /&gt;1. Keely&lt;br /&gt;2. Sheri&lt;br /&gt;3. Dad and Sharon&lt;br /&gt;4. Dan&lt;br /&gt;5. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;6. Robin&lt;br /&gt;7. Cathy&lt;br /&gt;8. Renee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7183978107982947393?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7183978107982947393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7183978107982947393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7183978107982947393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7183978107982947393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/12/8-things.html' title='8 Things'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6361685079556008522</id><published>2008-12-22T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:26:15.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I want to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!! 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What a year! I honestly cannot believe how quickly 2008 has gone. I feel like I just sent Christmas cards out yesterday. This has been a terrific year, full of ups and downs, decisions, and laughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And through it all, I have come to know that the Lord truly wants us to be happy. It’s just up to us to decide!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Work is going great! I really like my job, because I actually know what I am doing (or at least I pretend to know). I am the secretary for 14 people, which literally keeps me on my toes. The Governor just made most State agencies move to a four 10 hour work week. This has been a bittersweet experience for me. I basically don’t have much of a life during the first part of the week… but boy do I love my Friday’s!! I try to ride the train to work when I can to save money. That has been a pretty cool thing. I can sleep, read, work, talk, and not have to worry about traffic! It’s great!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;School is good; I am still maintaining my 4.0 GPA. I really liked my Writing class this last semester. The teacher let us pick topics to write about, which helps, because then I can write about something I have passion in, or something that interests me. Next class will be American Civilization… Woohoo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This year I moved my records over to a student Ward at the University. I absolutely love it. Not that I didn’t like my home ward in Hooper, but it’s nice to be around people who are in the same boat as I am in many ways. I have grown leaps and bounds in the Gospel. I truly love this Church!! I love how it builds and strengthens my relationship with Our Father and Our Savior.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;One of my projects this year was laying flagstone around our fire pit outside. That was a lot of work, but very therapeutic for me. I also had a lovely garden this year. I am just going to refer you to my online blog: http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/ .Check it out to see what I have been up to! And there are pictures and music to go with it! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My family is doing great! I went camping again this year with Dad and Sharon to their “spot”, and I can honestly say that it too now holds a very dear place in my heart! We had a lovely time (as always)! Mom is so cute! She always is there to help everyone and anyone. What an inspiration she is to me. Jason and Tricia are building behind us. Their home is beautiful. Jason is doing most (if not all) of it himself. He is such a hard worker! They have three kids that are all so cute! I love being an Aunt. Dan is still teaching Junior High kids English. He is so smart. Now I know where the brains in the family went to! His daughter Austyn is so adorable. She is totally a dancing girl! What a joy my family is to me. And how could I leave out my baby, Pouncer! We are two peas in a pod. I truly have been blessed!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_s1027" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'position:absolute;left:0;text-align:left;" wrapcoords="-155 0 -155 21488 21600 21488 21600 0 -155 0"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\MLEAK\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image003.jpg" title="Computer Room large"&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="tight"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Again, I hope you are doing wonderful, and that you too have had many experiences this year. I hope that they have all brought you closer to the Lord, and I hope that you find joy in all you do. What an amazing year, I look forward to more years to come! Merry Christmas, and May the Lord bless you in all you do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  All My Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Missi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt; &lt;style&gt; v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SU_2QQw39eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IL375I1ZUog/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282711647167182306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the update is that I am done!! And I finished in time for our neighborhood bonfire. Now I can relax... and get a massage!!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5048316188275816667?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5048316188275816667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5048316188275816667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5048316188275816667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5048316188275816667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/12/flagstone-update.html' title='Flagstone Update'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SU_2QQw39eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IL375I1ZUog/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2881718558762937848</id><published>2008-12-22T12:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:14:32.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got and A!!</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! I got an A in my Writing class.... this is wonderful for me!! Let's all celebrate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SU_1DJIhuPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eaQ4mmsSpPk/s1600-h/chocolate_addiction_4sfw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SU_1DJIhuPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eaQ4mmsSpPk/s320/chocolate_addiction_4sfw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282710322268977394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2881718558762937848?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2881718558762937848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2881718558762937848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2881718558762937848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2881718558762937848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-and.html' title='I got and A!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SU_1DJIhuPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eaQ4mmsSpPk/s72-c/chocolate_addiction_4sfw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-9158969800346748875</id><published>2008-11-24T11:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:25:23.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car</title><content type='html'>I bought a new (well, new to us) car on Friday. It is a 2004 Honda CR-V. I will post pictures of it soon. It was a big thing for me, because I have NEVER really done the whole "building your credit" thing. I was nervous, but it will be fine... right?! I am excited though, because mom and I really like it. We are sharing it, since her car died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, pictures will come! I promise!&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-9158969800346748875?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/9158969800346748875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=9158969800346748875' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9158969800346748875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9158969800346748875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-car.html' title='New Car'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3492443309811552523</id><published>2008-11-24T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:22:55.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SSr9MYsxemI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Rc60aOZJEw/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SSr9MYsxemI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Rc60aOZJEw/s320/twilight1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272304703021087330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here is my feelings on the movie... I will try not to spoil anything for those who have not seen it yet! I really liked it. In fact, I liked it better the second time I saw it. The actors / actresses really grew on me, and I really thought they all did pretty good. Of course, in my mind and heart, there is no one that can look like them, or act like them from what I have created in my mind.... BUT, for a movie, I really liked it a lot. I loved how they stayed pretty true to the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved when Bella met the Cullen's for the first time, how they were making her dinner... that part made me laugh. I really like the guy who played James, he really fit the part for me... really creepy! Charlie was good to I thought... I love the shot gun scene (when Edward meets him for the first time). Alice is perfect to me. She fit the part so well...I just wish it would have shown her getting Bella all dolled up for the prom, because that is where I feel that Bella and Alice start their friendship! All in all, I loved the movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3492443309811552523?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3492443309811552523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3492443309811552523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3492443309811552523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3492443309811552523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie.html' title='Twilight Movie'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SSr9MYsxemI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Rc60aOZJEw/s72-c/twilight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4061463540705425806</id><published>2008-11-04T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:30:05.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Class</title><content type='html'>So, I have just sent in my portfolio.... ON LINE!! Yes, I am moving up in the world!! If you want to read my stuff, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://missileak.edublogs.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4061463540705425806?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4061463540705425806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4061463540705425806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4061463540705425806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4061463540705425806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/11/english-class.html' title='English Class'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1831248184585782862</id><published>2008-10-28T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:54:53.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQc0IAf0q4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-j6zIGgG2IU/s1600-h/Tagged%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQc0IAf0q4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-j6zIGgG2IU/s320/Tagged%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262232001782786946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my sister Tricia!! I LOVE these things... just kidding, this one is kind of fun! These facts might seem lame, but I am at work, and I don't have much time to think about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Snakes don't bother me, but spiders do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my shoulders is lower than the other one, but thanks to Kristie Call, they are now looking even... WHOOHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I like the Jonas Brothers (they are cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't like talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love animals (sorry Tricia). I try not to kill anything, except mosquitoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I really don't care for red meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like to work with my hands, or be constantly on the "go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it! Some strange facts about me. Now, I am not much of a blogger, but I will try to find seven people to tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1831248184585782862?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1831248184585782862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1831248184585782862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1831248184585782862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1831248184585782862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-to-my-sister-tricia-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQc0IAf0q4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-j6zIGgG2IU/s72-c/Tagged%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6467740929726511958</id><published>2008-10-28T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:46:42.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW, it sure has been a while since I have been posting. I have been keeping really busy lately. Let me post some updated pictures of my work... though... like usual, they are a little outdated.... heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQchGYBoXEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XdxIk15RzNg/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQchGYBoXEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XdxIk15RzNg/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262211083017935938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQcgzWUpS5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eYqOmduhF-s/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQcgzWUpS5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eYqOmduhF-s/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262210756143303570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I was at the "half way" mark in laying the flagstone... anyway! It has been a lot of work, but very enjoyable! I also painted this door frame that leads from the garage to the outside (back) door.... it says "Adventures Begin Here"... Kind of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQch7x2NFKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9EZB7mfqUuw/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQch7x2NFKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9EZB7mfqUuw/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212000482399394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQciGxtOKUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MFv3UP04byA/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQciGxtOKUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MFv3UP04byA/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212189423282498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than laying stone on the weekends, I have been keeping busy getting things ready for winter. There is just so much to do. One thing I have been doing for school lately is service learning. That is where I do community service hours for an organization as part of my class. I have LOVED it! I volunteer at Hooper Elementary in their resource class. I have 3 cute little kids that I work with, and they have a special place in my heart. These kids are so smart. I truly believe that if parents and teachers would be more encouraging (not saying that they are not....), than kids with disabilities would have a better self esteem (heaven knows that they are not receiving it from their peers.) Anyway, we have fun! It has strengthened my desire to go into Special Education!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least... I am really enjoying the Student Ward that I attend. I just received a calling... Ward Missionary! Yup! I am really excited.... I think this excitement magnified when I got my companion... she is so adorable. I know that we will work good together. This is a growing area for me, even though I was a full-time missionary before, but this will help me to overcome my fears of meeting new people and talking to them. Yes, over the past 6 years I have developed a bit of a phobia... but this will help me get back to how I used to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQckSFPbgUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/3ptkJNYZVLg/s1600-h/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 77px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQckSFPbgUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/3ptkJNYZVLg/s320/IMG_0754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262214582668853570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6467740929726511958?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6467740929726511958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6467740929726511958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6467740929726511958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6467740929726511958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-it-sure-has-been-while-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SQchGYBoXEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XdxIk15RzNg/s72-c/IMG_0736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-1542714442850164171</id><published>2008-09-29T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:30:58.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flagstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SODsqlnaJFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kqddDiO7_6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SODsqlnaJFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kqddDiO7_6Q/s320/IMG_0702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251457381910062162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing something very therapeutic lately! I know this will sound far from therapeutic, but I think it's been that way for me. I have been laying flagstone around our fire pit. It has been a lot of fun for me. For those who know me, I really love puzzles, and I look at this as a giant puzzle! It is so much fun. I also put out some pea gravel and the bird bath this weekend. I am just determined to get things going in our project area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SODzXzG_N1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z4LYNEXYn4M/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SODzXzG_N1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z4LYNEXYn4M/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251464755696056146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had my church records moved to a University Singles Ward. I am now a member of the University 12th Ward.... WOOHOO! I have had so much fun there. The Lord's timing always amazes me. I know that it is where I am supposed to be right now in my life. I will miss my old home Ward very much, but I look forward to meeting new people and making more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was spreading out the pea gravel this weekend, I found a new friend... yes, he is a bat, and yes, he looks really mean, but he was so cute! I made my brother move him to a ditch pipe to live and eat all the mosquitoes to his hearts desire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SOD0mvA5glI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KB_YRylTTo0/s1600-h/IMG_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SOD0mvA5glI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KB_YRylTTo0/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251466111806440018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-1542714442850164171?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/1542714442850164171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=1542714442850164171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1542714442850164171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/1542714442850164171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/09/flagstone.html' title='Flagstone'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SODsqlnaJFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kqddDiO7_6Q/s72-c/IMG_0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-9068488053218943255</id><published>2008-09-03T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:42:03.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day!</title><content type='html'>I just read the news that Stephanie Meyer has a hold on her novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Midnight Sun&lt;/span&gt; (it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;written from Edwards perspective) ... because someone posted a draft of it online without her consent, etc. So she has decided to put it on hold.... she may never pick it back up again..... truly sad for those of us who are honest were excited about its release!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/midnightsun.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-9068488053218943255?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/9068488053218943255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=9068488053218943255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9068488053218943255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/9068488053218943255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad-day.html' title='A Sad Day!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-7841649539206675640</id><published>2008-08-26T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:54:50.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SLSJpS--zAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cyuKpbZPXYU/s1600-h/mammamia2_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SLSJpS--zAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cyuKpbZPXYU/s320/mammamia2_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238963609102371842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I went and saw this movie.... I was laughing SOOOO hard that I was not just crying... but sobbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say anymore than.... I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-7841649539206675640?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/7841649539206675640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=7841649539206675640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7841649539206675640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/7841649539206675640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/08/mama-mia.html' title='Mama Mia!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SLSJpS--zAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cyuKpbZPXYU/s72-c/mammamia2_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3351677361892152859</id><published>2008-08-19T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:37:37.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxkX0yNDzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gwjw0uOn1CU/s1600-h/Wild+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxkX0yNDzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gwjw0uOn1CU/s320/Wild+Flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670827194027826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; finally got my cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ping pho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to's back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, Dad was g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ood to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me some of the pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  WOOHOO! I am so exci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ted!! There is SOO much to po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;st, so man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y stories, so many memori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;es. It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;was a vacation I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; REALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr8QiHX2pI/AAAAAAAAADM/QqW8gjH2CHU/s1600-h/Overlooking+Camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr8QiHX2pI/AAAAAAAAADM/QqW8gjH2CHU/s320/Overlooking+Camp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236274877737458322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is is what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; camp looked like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We are right on the edge of a beaver pond,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and believe m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e... they are fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to watch. Just d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;n't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; try to ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lk to one (clicking your tongue) or they will get upset.... believe me... I KNOW!! M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y tent is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ed one in the center... Dad and Sharon's is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; hidden!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr9J0EHsAI/AAAAAAAAADk/S4VOl2zbTKw/s1600-h/Morning+Mist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr9J0EHsAI/AAAAAAAAADk/S4VOl2zbTKw/s320/Morning+Mist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236275861808197634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and I went on this hike that was..... oh... just over a couple ridges.... and up to a peak! We were gone from 10:00 AM to 6:00 PM..... it was a lovely long hike that I will always cherish! The scenery was perfect, and the sounds were calming!! We heard a hawk screech and it echoed all through the valley! That was so cool. I felt like I was in a movie. It was a pretty cool day (temperature wise) and that just added to the beauty of it. Dad and I had a lovely time talking about religious subjects and just plain life. It was wonderful spending this time with him. Something I will always cherish!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr-qAuhxaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g3wxDujPXY8/s1600-h/Dad+Among+Tall+Trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr-qAuhxaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g3wxDujPXY8/s320/Dad+Among+Tall+Trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236277514474735010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxar9zElbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D-cU_iZIoi0/s1600-h/Me+in+the+Indian+Paintbrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxar9zElbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D-cU_iZIoi0/s320/Me+in+the+Indian+Paintbrush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236660178094691762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma Leak loves Indian Paintbrushes (the red flowers behind me in the picture). We saw SOOO many up there. They were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr-PuLENjI/AAAAAAAAADs/v0Uk3T12KOc/s1600-h/Dad+in+The+Painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKr-PuLENjI/AAAAAAAAADs/v0Uk3T12KOc/s320/Dad+in+The+Painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236277062817560114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsAP1VW1pI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qeDPXv2r2XU/s1600-h/Bucky+-+Buck+Deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsAP1VW1pI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qeDPXv2r2XU/s320/Bucky+-+Buck+Deer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236279263763027602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were able to see a couple Bucks (Deer)... They stood there SOOOO still... If we didn't stop to catch our breath, we would have missed them! They were so beautiful!! I named them "Bucky" (the older one), and "Boy" (the younger).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxbCPoE0dI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aoaoHoB4sfs/s1600-h/Boy+-+Buck+Deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxbCPoE0dI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aoaoHoB4sfs/s320/Boy+-+Buck+Deer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236660560837530066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsE99UvIRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/R3PQKpyb7V0/s1600-h/At+the+Top+of+the+World.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsE99UvIRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/R3PQKpyb7V0/s320/At+the+Top+of+the+World.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236284454228402450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxbi5sd8bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6Xhw3xTlEeE/s1600-h/Journal+Spot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxbi5sd8bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6Xhw3xTlEeE/s320/Journal+Spot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236661121886056882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we went on another hike to Bacon Creek Saddle. (NOTE: We both had blisters from the previous hike... so this one wasn't TOO far, but still very enjoyable.) We both took our journals and found this dead tree to sit on. As we were writing, I noticed that this black butterfly was attracted to my camel-back (backpack). I tried many times to get it to climb on my finger. It was the coolest thing when it actually did crawl on there!! No words will ever describe my "Spots". She was the prettiest thing. Her oval eyes were Grey, and her face was fuzzy... she was lovely! After she flew away, she came back to my bag ( I think she was as curious about me as I was her!). I waved my hand in the bye-bye motion, and she flapped her wings. It was sweet! "Spots" holds a spot in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxbnQYQGXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LPjU2M2H92A/s1600-h/Me+and+Spots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxbnQYQGXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LPjU2M2H92A/s320/Me+and+Spots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236661196694755698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsGuT7XJAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/aSINwEia-v8/s1600-h/Spots+crawling+on+my+finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsGuT7XJAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/aSINwEia-v8/s320/Spots+crawling+on+my+finger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236286384441336834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxjpITMnNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_-43YNVQU9I/s1600-h/Spots+-+The+Beautiful+Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxjpITMnNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_-43YNVQU9I/s320/Spots+-+The+Beautiful+Butterfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670024978832594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsHi4bU5jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MYas6AR2fS0/s1600-h/Morning+Mist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsHi4bU5jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MYas6AR2fS0/s320/Morning+Mist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236287287592281650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last pictures I will post are of the sunrise and sunset! These don't do it justice... but they are pretty to look at anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxkEDtZriI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PZi3PMWxn9E/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxkEDtZriI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PZi3PMWxn9E/s320/Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670487603031586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always had hot cocoa every morning! Here is a picture of my last day drinking hot cocoa with Dad and Sharon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful time! There is so much more that I didn't include... It was a wonderful vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsOYJMvMVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WQMHiNP11w8/s1600-h/Hot+Cocoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKsOYJMvMVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WQMHiNP11w8/s320/Hot+Cocoa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236294799697326418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3351677361892152859?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3351677361892152859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3351677361892152859' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3351677361892152859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3351677361892152859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/08/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKxkX0yNDzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gwjw0uOn1CU/s72-c/Wild+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2036962092994700054</id><published>2008-08-12T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:21:17.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKIWU4OYjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8Q9xl3JIZ-o/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKIWU4OYjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8Q9xl3JIZ-o/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233770264903847538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;st night, mom and I picked beats and topped them. I was sad to see them go, but I guess that we are coming up on that time of the year when you are able to reap the harvest of your labors. We have really been blessed with TONS of yummy veggies. I am still offering Zucchini's for free!! We didn't have very many beats... which is ok.... I was surprised they even came up this year! We hope to get a half dozen bottles out of them. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;  After we picked the beats, I decided to weed my carrots and re-build the row (that is how I like to weed.... just tear it all up, and then rebuild  it later!!) I knew I was pushing it with time, meaning, it was getting close to my bedtime, but I couldn't pull &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;myself away! We picked our first tomato, and loads of Zucchini's, along with some squash and peppers. I love this time of the Gardening Year!&lt;br /&gt;    To back up a little... I have to go to bed around 9:00 PM, because I have to get up at 4:00 AM. Technically, I should be going to bed by 8:00 PM, because I need ALL the beauty sleep I can get! Why, you ask?! Because our Governor has forced us to work four 10 hour days! That is grand and all, for those who don't want any kind of life during the week. I get home around 7:30 PM, and you'd be surprised how fast an hour and a half goes!! At least it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gives me an excuse to not date... that I can thank the Gov'nah for!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKIZ8yMX28I/AAAAAAAAADE/99Dhj6zfBAM/s1600-h/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKIZ8yMX28I/AAAAAAAAADE/99Dhj6zfBAM/s320/IMG_0580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233774249014451138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    I went camping with Dad and Sharon this past week... I will save the spill for another post... when I can show my pictures!! They are being developed as we speak! I have to just say this... It was incredible! Just what I needed! More to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Oh, I wanted to post this picture of this animal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; As I was coming in last night, I saw this ... thing... licking the flowers. It was really neat. Pictures just don't do it justice. It reminded me of a humming bird (fast wings) mixed with a butterfly.... maybe that is all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; it is... a "hummfly"?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, happy trails!&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/4036622379919689069-2036962092994700054?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2036962092994700054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2036962092994700054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2036962092994700054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2036962092994700054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/08/beat-it.html' title='Beat It!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SKIWU4OYjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8Q9xl3JIZ-o/s72-c/IMG_0579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-6406208844960936779</id><published>2008-08-05T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:46:34.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SJiLQrDhyVI/AAAAAAAAACc/mHvJE4P-VNU/s1600-h/stephanie-meyer-covers_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SJiLQrDhyVI/AAAAAAAAACc/mHvJE4P-VNU/s320/stephanie-meyer-covers_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231084085742520658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    So, I got hooked! It all happened faster than I was expecting! One of my co-workers has been pushing me to read the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series. I honestly had no interest in reading them, because I thought that the story sounded silly. FINALLY, after she pleaded with me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gin reading them... I made her a promise.... I told her that I would go home and read the first chapter that night. It was a busy night, and when bed-time rolled around (11:30 PM) I re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;membered my promise to her. I picked up the book, and then I was lost! I stayed up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;until 2:30 AM reading chapter after chapter.... just lost inside the story. I finished the first book (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;) in four days, the second one (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;) in two and a half days, and the third (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;) in six days... I tried to stretch that one out because the final book was coming out in a couple days. (NOTE: I don't read "other" books on the Sabbath, so those days were taken out.) What a world!! I can honestly say I enjoy them. BUT, I have seen that my enjoyment hasn't become obsession.... well to the degree I have seen. Some girls / women are SOOOOO obsessed with the se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ries, that it is unhealthy. Anyway, as of right now (reading the final book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;), I am both an Edward and Jacob lover. I don't see how people can pick sides. They are both there to protect and love Bella. I'd hate to be in her shoes~ Anyway, I recommend this series! Thanks Cristy, for pushing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SJiRxn_sAKI/AAAAAAAAACs/pGFPjeUFN4w/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 130px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SJiRxn_sAKI/AAAAAAAAACs/pGFPjeUFN4w/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231091248926556322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (** Twilight Fan?! Take Poll at bottom of page)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-6406208844960936779?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/6406208844960936779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=6406208844960936779' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6406208844960936779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/6406208844960936779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight-saga.html' title='Twilight Saga'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SJiLQrDhyVI/AAAAAAAAACc/mHvJE4P-VNU/s72-c/stephanie-meyer-covers_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-3162147605603056969</id><published>2008-07-16T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:14:44.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can I just say that I truly enjoy gardening?! I finally got my pictures on this computer. Funny thing is.... now my garden is twice as big!! Today I picked 2 peppers and 3 zucchini's.  Funny story about the zucc's (pronou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nced: z-oo-k-s), this year I only planted 5 pockets on my mound (mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ing, I pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ed 5 holes with my thumb and put 3 seeds in each hole) where as last year I did 7-9 holes.....haha, yeah, we had zucc's coming out of our ears! So I thought I was pretty safe this year by just doing 5......and I thought I was even MORE safe when only 4 plants came up....I was wrong! One day, I was out whacking morning glory with my hoe, when I noticed that what I had just hit was either a squash or zucchini plant. I looked around, and wouldn't you know, th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ere were two others just growing out of no where!! Actually, they were from my last years crop.... who knew that they would be annuals?!?! Our neighbor who we pay to come and plow our field must have dragged some seeds to a new location and WALAH! we have even more zucchini that last year! It's kin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;f funny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;because this year I bought a new kind of zucc, so now I have 2 different kinds in my garden. By looking at what is producing now... I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will be pickin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;g zucc's everyday for the rest of my life!! BUT, I am grateful we have crops this year, and I am grateful for those blasted zucc's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH43JGxGeSI/AAAAAAAAABs/B5Ul10XRIbE/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH43JGxGeSI/AAAAAAAAABs/B5Ul10XRIbE/s320/IMG_0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223673247371262242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zucchini                                                                                                                                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH42vmpZ-XI/AAAAAAAAABk/CIo_Qxe-N7k/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH42vmpZ-XI/AAAAAAAAABk/CIo_Qxe-N7k/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223672809252321650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;overall look @ garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH44QnBXYgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LRQD_t-Q11o/s1600-h/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH44QnBXYgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LRQD_t-Q11o/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223674475800125954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little corn (which has now tripled in size!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH44myIBDLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/i6m1jtEt8MQ/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH44myIBDLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/i6m1jtEt8MQ/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223674856737934514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny tomatoes!! They too have tripled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pictures of our flowers in our front yard.... to pretty to not share~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH45BJ6GnTI/AAAAAAAAACE/w236irP_OJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH45BJ6GnTI/AAAAAAAAACE/w236irP_OJ0/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223675309798628658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH45BUGqPwI/AAAAAAAAACM/jt-OPYZeFzo/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH45BUGqPwI/AAAAAAAAACM/jt-OPYZeFzo/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223675312535650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-3162147605603056969?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/3162147605603056969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=3162147605603056969' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3162147605603056969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/3162147605603056969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/07/garden-bliss.html' title='Garden Bliss'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SH43JGxGeSI/AAAAAAAAABs/B5Ul10XRIbE/s72-c/IMG_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4475617318978460973</id><published>2008-06-26T10:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:09:37.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SGPWWCk9BiI/AAAAAAAAABc/PYQ9MCqYQ_o/s1600-h/Grandma+Therapy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SGPWWCk9BiI/AAAAAAAAABc/PYQ9MCqYQ_o/s320/Grandma+Therapy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216248467562497570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, every Wednesday night for the past six years (for me anyway), my cute cousin Stacey and I spend the evening with Grandma. We have had SO many fun times, special times, and very touching moments with her. Therefore, we titled it "Grandma Therapy". She listens to us tell our adventures of the past week, and then she gives comfort or advice to us. Then we help her get ready for bed, beginning with "Phase 1" as Grandma calls it! It is very fun to help her, I especially love washing her face, combing her hair, and putting lotion on her feet (she has cute feet). But before I go on I must say that without Stacey, Grandma Therapy would not be complete! I have really enjoyed coming to know her better, and she has become a very bright light in my life. Both women have influenced me more than I can say. I want to start writing funny things, or just moments that have touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, while waiting for a VERY slow nurses aid to help grandma, she sang, "Here we sit like birds in the wilderness, birds in the wilderness, birds in the wilderness....." At which point my cousin and I were laughing! It was very cute and funny.....and very appropriate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is something that happened with just Stacey and Grandma (Stacey also goes every Sunday night to be with Grandma). Stacey shows up Sunday night and Grandma was watching 'Perry Mason', well, a Mr. Burger was called to the stand.....&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: " I wonder if his first name is ham?"&lt;br /&gt;Stacey: "Why do you say that?"&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: "You know, hamburger!"&lt;br /&gt;Now, this may seem silly, but it got both Stacey and I laughing!! Grandma's sense of humor is so adorable! She is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in posts to come, I am going to share how cute and funny she is, and how dear she is to me. I hope you enjoy getting to know these two amazing women that I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4475617318978460973?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4475617318978460973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4475617318978460973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4475617318978460973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4475617318978460973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/06/grandma-therapy.html' title='Grandma Therapy'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SGPWWCk9BiI/AAAAAAAAABc/PYQ9MCqYQ_o/s72-c/Grandma+Therapy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4244395471403783857</id><published>2008-06-23T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:40:11.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates &amp; Things</title><content type='html'>I love gardening! But I don't like morning glory and stickers! I have been really struggling this year with both. BUT, things are growing, and that is always good to see! I will post some pictures after I till and weed tonight (so that it looks pretty).  My brother's family ( http://jasontricialeak.blogspot.com/ ) sold their home and just gave an offer today on another one. I am so excited, because it it closer to our house. Hopefully they will build behind us in a few years. Mom and I are getting anxious and excited for our garden project. I need to take some before and after pictures (even though it will take a couple years). We are turning a section of our house into a flower garden equipped with a waterfall, gazebo, and fire pit (among other things). Yes, this will be a HUGE project for us, but it has been a dream now for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't write about my High School Reunion. I am so glad I went. It was so good to see people and find out what they have been up to. The magic number that night was 3. A lot of people (I'd say 90%) have 3 children. I really had a great time! I felt like I left there with positive feelings about people (especially those who didn't really like me in High School), so it was good leaving there feeling positive.  I have to say, walking in the school, I felt those feelings of anxiety, nervousness, and just plain fear. But leaving, I felt closure, peace, happiness, and love for people. It was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4244395471403783857?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4244395471403783857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4244395471403783857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4244395471403783857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4244395471403783857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-things.html' title='Updates &amp; Things'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-2713152443692748858</id><published>2008-06-13T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:25:17.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling!</title><content type='html'>So, tonight I am going to my 10 Class Reunion..... in ways it feels like longer, but at the same time I feel shocked that it has only been 10 years. Weird! It will be good to visit with some friends and see how they have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wanted to post that I love being an Aunt. The other day Payton, Parker and Abbey came over. I wasn't feeling the best, so I was laying in bed. In came the two boys, asking if they could lay down with me..... as we were laying there, Parker asked about this huge key that I have hanging up. I told the boys that this was a "magic key", and that it goes inside a magic door where animals talk and flowers are everywhere! A little too Narnia I know, but hey, it was all I could come up with. Now they are asking if we can go find the door and go inside this magical land. I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SFLliw8gJJI/AAAAAAAAABE/DU6qBuG9euA/s1600-h/Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SFLliw8gJJI/AAAAAAAAABE/DU6qBuG9euA/s320/Moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211480104238064786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another story~ When my mom was taking the boys home after they came to play at our house for a while, mom forgot something at the house and came back. She left the boys in the car (with the windows down) and asked if I would go sit with them while until she found whatever it was she was looking for. SO, I got in the drivers seat and we pretended that the car was flying to the moon. It was so fun!! Now whenever we get in the car, we have to fly to the moon first! I love being with my nephews and nieces. They are so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-2713152443692748858?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/2713152443692748858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=2713152443692748858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2713152443692748858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/2713152443692748858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/06/babbling.html' title='Babbling!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SFLliw8gJJI/AAAAAAAAABE/DU6qBuG9euA/s72-c/Moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-5406283517296549221</id><published>2008-06-04T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:02:00.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosquitos'/><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN BITTEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SEc6GJ_fFyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XaAGgrIVE8/s1600-h/mosquito_color_index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SEc6GJ_fFyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XaAGgrIVE8/s320/mosquito_color_index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208195371513091874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, really, I have 7 mosquito bites in various places, and they itch! I don't like this business. I swear, they populate all of Hooper!! I have a friend that lived in Kodiak, Alaska, where she said that for every person that lived there.... there are two bears. I think that for every person, dog, cat, and muskrat in Hooper, there are 200 mosquito's!! A thought along those lines.... my cute friend Kathleen had the opportunity to visit Truman G. Madsen, a historian for the Church and a wonderful speaker, and someone asked him a question concerning mosquito's and if they will live in the millennium....he told them that we will be glorified beings (no blood, etc.), so if they are there... it will be hell for them. I thought that was funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-5406283517296549221?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/5406283517296549221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=5406283517296549221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5406283517296549221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/5406283517296549221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-bitten.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN BITTEN!!'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/SEc6GJ_fFyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XaAGgrIVE8/s72-c/mosquito_color_index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036622379919689069.post-4595869019868423756</id><published>2008-05-30T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:52:24.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, here you have it... I've joined. Who knows what I will post..... and if anything will be interesting! For now I will just say that I have the cutest family /dog, and that they are my life. I love being an Aunt, though I don't like to be called "Aunt".... it just makes me feel so old. I love being a sister, spending time with my siblings is a blast! I love being a daughter, especially to my wonderful parents. They are my hero's, they are who I want to be. My dog is adorable! He follows me around wherever I go.  SO, on that note.... let's get this thing goin'!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4036622379919689069-4595869019868423756?l=missimayobx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/feeds/4595869019868423756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4036622379919689069&amp;postID=4595869019868423756' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4595869019868423756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4036622379919689069/posts/default/4595869019868423756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missimayobx.blogspot.com/2008/05/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>MissiMay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234034263541600621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYHCPUqZXrQ/TNmi5Q8IC8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bNDR0WOTRCw/S220/ET.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
