<?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-840775336383946195</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:36:44.500-07:00</updated><category term='fall'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>A peek into my life....Marissa Joy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-2316783784990972237</id><published>2009-07-24T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:03:58.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it has been forever and I have forgotten about the world of blogging. Here is a much needed over due blog update. Its a short one but hopefully soon I will have more to write. Yesterday was the big day. It was my college graduation. I at first didn't wanna walk but now I am glad I did. I loved having my family there and putting the cap and gown on made it real. Here are some pictures from after the graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family that was able to make it to the graduation and me in the middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoET-2sb0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/aRY3N8dB0e4/s1600-h/Graduation+BYUI+2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362103047674425154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoET-2sb0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/aRY3N8dB0e4/s320/Graduation+BYUI+2009+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes!!! I really did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoETgWe1QI/AAAAAAAAAO8/iIFGvdpp_Kk/s1600-h/Graduation+BYUI+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362103039486252290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoETgWe1QI/AAAAAAAAAO8/iIFGvdpp_Kk/s320/Graduation+BYUI+2009+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I after the ceremonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoETM33YwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qr7RpOFKbd4/s1600-h/Graduation+BYUI+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362103034257564418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoETM33YwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qr7RpOFKbd4/s320/Graduation+BYUI+2009+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Megan and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoESnircGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wWbWedcEzn8/s1600-h/Graduation+BYUI+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362103024236589154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoESnircGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wWbWedcEzn8/s320/Graduation+BYUI+2009+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoESOEW51I/AAAAAAAAAOk/ceOrvEZHlR8/s1600-h/Graduation+BYUI+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362103017398527826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoESOEW51I/AAAAAAAAAOk/ceOrvEZHlR8/s320/Graduation+BYUI+2009+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-2316783784990972237?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/2316783784990972237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=2316783784990972237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/2316783784990972237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/2316783784990972237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/07/graduation.html' title='&amp;hearts; Graduation'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SmoET-2sb0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/aRY3N8dB0e4/s72-c/Graduation+BYUI+2009+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-6445413375536182225</id><published>2009-04-05T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:01:44.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 am adventures in Rexburg Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after a long day of laying around and watching conference we all decided as an apartment to clean our bedrooms. Thats lasted somewhat of a good amount of time. My room actually ended in some what more of a disaster than it was to start out with. I decided to pull out all of my summer clothes and pack for my cruise that I am going on in a week!!!! I cannot wait until the cruise!! I decided to play dressup and make sure that everything fit quite well. Then I just layed around in the hallway playing with my computer talking to Anastasia whill she played with her makeup. That is just where the night began. While on facebook I noticed Natalie was online and invited her to come join our little sleepover in the living room that we were going to have. At that moment we decided to have a crazy night and enjoy each others company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of the wonderful Anastasia with her fun makeup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5Qyb0q9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/2EXQHVAUyqk/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321277026549935058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5Qyb0q9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/2EXQHVAUyqk/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very typical face that she seems to make at me. I &amp;hearts; it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5Q670DGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-Bn8mXm3c5o/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321277028831595618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5Q670DGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-Bn8mXm3c5o/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking up Natalie we decided it was pizza, ice cream, chips and movie time. We downed 2 boxes of pizza, half of this sherbert that you see and some chips. We went to redbox but there was no good movies so we made the decision to watch something we had at home. Once we got home Stephanie had already been watching One Tree Hill season 2 without me. I borrowed season 1 last week from my friend in one of my classes and once I had finished she lent me season 2. Now I am addicted and need to get the rest of the seasons. Oh great time to get addicted to One Tree Hill. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5QZWIumI/AAAAAAAAAOM/l5d0bUtdx0Q/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321277019815197282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5QZWIumI/AAAAAAAAAOM/l5d0bUtdx0Q/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anastasia and Natalie eating sherbert and enjoying One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5D3KeKUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KyXmXLMitWA/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276804481034562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5D3KeKUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KyXmXLMitWA/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie and I seeing how much we can fit in our mouths at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5DbLnFGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bctQHoQIeJc/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276796969620578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5DbLnFGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bctQHoQIeJc/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and I smiling for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5DE_RXpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EdgipWmOPhY/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276791012286098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5DE_RXpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EdgipWmOPhY/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we were done with the sherbert and pizza Stephanie had the wonderful idea of getting drinks because we didnt remember to buy any earlier. This wonderful idea came up at about 1:30 in the morning. So we decided to go out to Maverik in style. At this point it was the only thing open in Rexburg because here everything becomes a ghost town at 10pm :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Steph and I getting ready to head out with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our sunglassesat night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5DAVM38I/AAAAAAAAANs/dbPkItDjb1w/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276789762088898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5DAVM38I/AAAAAAAAANs/dbPkItDjb1w/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making prettier faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5C3JmOKI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q8taUmbW1YY/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276787297499298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5C3JmOKI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q8taUmbW1YY/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie doing the glance with the glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hollywood style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4YSzT5GI/AAAAAAAAANc/aVxPFUlnccM/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276055985841250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4YSzT5GI/AAAAAAAAANc/aVxPFUlnccM/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4X1zdIXI/AAAAAAAAANU/-tTNEDRatvo/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276048201818482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4X1zdIXI/AAAAAAAAANU/-tTNEDRatvo/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4XiTzxdI/AAAAAAAAANM/qFWB2XdGQwU/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276042968810962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4XiTzxdI/AAAAAAAAANM/qFWB2XdGQwU/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the fact that Natalie's eyes look like little slits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She couldnt stop laughing and so I still had to take the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4XQzxx3I/AAAAAAAAANE/DjtY6xaM2dk/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276038271059826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4XQzxx3I/AAAAAAAAANE/DjtY6xaM2dk/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissy faces for the camera.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4XACBfcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/38Cki85WcGg/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276033767407042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj4XACBfcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/38Cki85WcGg/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we were leaving the apartment at 1:30ish we found a tumble weed sitting right outside our door. It made me laugh so hard cuz when Kristen was here we had a discussion on how we used to think tumble weeds were just in movies and had never seen one before. So this picture if for Kristen!! I just had to take a picture with the wonderful tumble weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje9IBiyXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gbhN1eHmPWY/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248101445585266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje9IBiyXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gbhN1eHmPWY/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our car ride I was gunna take some fun pictures. I forgot I had already zoomed in so here is a wonderful close up shot of Natalie and Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje9OkTP6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/oCZp-qeI3Ps/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248103201980322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje9OkTP6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/oCZp-qeI3Ps/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go much better! :) A little bit further away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje8tJ3OiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/sq3NbgCJujA/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248094232721954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje8tJ3OiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/sq3NbgCJujA/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto Girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje8TXsoaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/lKCHZEd8iCQ/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248087311425954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje8TXsoaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/lKCHZEd8iCQ/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie trying to take a picture but complaining that it was so dark that she didn't know if we were even in the frame. We were laughing so hard at her and she caught us in the middle of the laugh. I guess thats what happens when you wear your sunglasses at night. Makes it a little harder to see what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje8RNUZ_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/8cx2dNjF2e8/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248086731024370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdje8RNUZ_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/8cx2dNjF2e8/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 2am Icees!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdjdx_Z8gII/AAAAAAAAAMM/Gr5V5swD264/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321246810641825922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdjdx_Z8gII/AAAAAAAAAMM/Gr5V5swD264/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for Anastasia to pay and continue to have a conversation with the Maverik man....we found this sign over the door and found it quite amusing so we had to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdjdxn-jPNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/EtchUdnsvKs/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321246804352908498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdjdxn-jPNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/EtchUdnsvKs/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I looking Sassy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdjdxRduA3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/T4nGLpI-lxQ/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321246798309622642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdjdxRduA3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/T4nGLpI-lxQ/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to get a full group picture after our lovely adventure! Anastasia's lovely Maverik man took the picture for us..... gotta love late nights after curfew in Rexburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdjdxA6RvsI/AAAAAAAAALs/LjKePvUsL5s/s1600-h/saturday+in+rexburg+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321246793866002114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdjdxA6RvsI/AAAAAAAAALs/LjKePvUsL5s/s320/saturday+in+rexburg+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My last offical weekend in Rexbug Idaho. Had to go out with a bang. Next week MEXICO!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-6445413375536182225?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/6445413375536182225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=6445413375536182225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/6445413375536182225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/6445413375536182225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-am-adventures-in-rexburg-idaho.html' title='2 am adventures in Rexburg Idaho'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdj5Qyb0q9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/2EXQHVAUyqk/s72-c/saturday+in+rexburg+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-8212975338625440411</id><published>2009-04-04T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:58:12.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Jud's....Talk about a lotta food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So after being in Idaho since 2004 I finally went to Big Jud's for the first time. Everyone has always talked about how big the burgers are. So my roommate texted me on Monday while I was at the library working on a project saying we were going to Big Judds. I decided to cave and finally go before the I finally left Idaho and was done with school. (only 4 days left of classes at BYU-Idaho!!!!) Here are some pictures we took while we had our little adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for everyone else to meet us at Big Jud's so we took some pictures. Anastasia has a sad face because she doesnt have fur on her hood. (btw all three jackets or the two that the other DDT's are wearing are mine) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982158436972834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftFNHTuSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9yJnQq1XGJ8/s320/Big+Judd%27s+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anastasia, Stephanie, and Me (B1 is off to the side but of course you can't see her lol)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982153689572722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftE7bcJXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fPV0x1qbJho/s320/Big+Judd%27s+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stephanie is cheesing it for the camera.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982165641743394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftFn9DzCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xkZcE1z0FNg/s320/Big+Judd%27s+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anastasia and the LOVE METER&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982598880250802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfte15Ky7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/wiuQeQbYOks/s320/Big+Judd%27s+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No explaination needed&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982161809229074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftFZrURRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0arDlGdv_tQ/s320/Big+Judd%27s+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Not sure if she is ready for this quite yet. (look at B1 in the corner)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982157129977842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftFIPsj_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i7PIMJMkvbw/s320/Big+Judd%27s+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They really weren't kidding about hte size of the burgers. I was only able to down about 1/8 of the burger and was so full.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982605386793394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftfOIcwbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/w6X2HI2Py_Q/s320/Big+Judd%27s+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Steph enjoying that massive burger :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320984579490543746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfvSIPdeII/AAAAAAAAAK0/yFTWoNMZhrs/s320/Big+Judd%27s+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Smiling getting ready to dig in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftfRMCgjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fn4v2i7aEzc/s1600-h/Big+Judd%27s+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982606207156786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftfRMCgjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fn4v2i7aEzc/s320/Big+Judd%27s+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how ready she is to eat this! (look at the girls in the corner checking her out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320982610507992066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftfhNcDAI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xIVnvkJP8ds/s320/Big+Judd%27s+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Eating my ice cream in front of the Big Juds sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320984586910107650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfvSj4bCAI/AAAAAAAAALU/5GvsEIUdTO0/s320/Big+Judd%27s+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me and Anastasia acting like our normal selves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320984583126409330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfvSVyUYHI/AAAAAAAAALM/aiVGEZDaals/s320/Big+Judd%27s+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I survived!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320984585789492498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfvSftPzRI/AAAAAAAAALE/zjCE9egUnuo/s320/Big+Judd%27s+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Steph survived too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320986631571621634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfxJk1txwI/AAAAAAAAALk/XCq6l5hs_W8/s320/Big+Judd%27s+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And this girl of course showed us all up!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320986626392349090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfxJRi4WaI/AAAAAAAAALc/cHGP-9sIN4U/s320/Big+Judd%27s+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-8212975338625440411?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/8212975338625440411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=8212975338625440411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/8212975338625440411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/8212975338625440411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-judstalk-about-lotta-food.html' title='Big Jud&apos;s....Talk about a lotta food'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdftFNHTuSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9yJnQq1XGJ8/s72-c/Big+Judd%27s+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-6402551215626937720</id><published>2009-04-04T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:15:05.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ DDT Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a combination of pictures from the semsters with my DDT's. That is what we call ourselves after a little drama that went down in our apartment. DDT stands for dirty dirty tramp. Its a little joke. Then we have two roommates that we do not really like as I mentioned before so when we talk about them we refer to them as B1 and B2. Then only the 4 of us know what we are talking about :O)! Sadly we don't have any pictures of DDT #2 but those are soon to come before the next 6 days are over and we are all moving out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is my favorite DDT #1 Anastasia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmkK7c44I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GCODmkLBcnI/s1600-h/DDT+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974993844921218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmkK7c44I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GCODmkLBcnI/s320/DDT+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anastasia decided to take a picture of me working on my computer on the couch. Nothing too exciting just Facebooking and homework at the sametime of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmkORAnWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QLPBDkbhfQ8/s1600-h/March+2009+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974994740649314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmkORAnWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QLPBDkbhfQ8/s320/March+2009+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late night with Ice cream and Redbox!!! PERFECT COMBINATION!!&lt;br /&gt;Anastasia showing off the ice cream and movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfmjxpq0_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/FppuW9Oagrw/s1600-h/March+2009+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974987059450866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfmjxpq0_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/FppuW9Oagrw/s320/March+2009+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me really enjoying the sherbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmjswygeI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RATKC4bQAHM/s1600-h/March+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974985747136994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmjswygeI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RATKC4bQAHM/s320/March+2009+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anastasia getting ready to dig in! She finished it all in one sitting!! I &amp;hearts; this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmjmDti_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/aEXJofd2lLY/s1600-h/March+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974983947455474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmjmDti_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/aEXJofd2lLY/s320/March+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDT #3 aka Stephanie came to bring me dinner at work before the final basketball game I had to cover at work. We decided to take a few silly pictures while down in the training room which is were I spend most of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl9WLtghI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1aDneBIpMgQ/s1600-h/Basketball+2009+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974326851011090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl9WLtghI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1aDneBIpMgQ/s320/Basketball+2009+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DDT # 3 looking all sassy with Makeup on!!! She doesnt wear makeup that much be we love getting her to put it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl9Oj-4eI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1Mp6wWL6AZE/s1600-h/Basketball+2009+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974324805329378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl9Oj-4eI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1Mp6wWL6AZE/s320/Basketball+2009+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steph and I. Notice the Red Sox earings I am wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl8w9aTFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HsOwWQ-Xknw/s1600-h/Basketball+2009+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974316858920018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl8w9aTFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HsOwWQ-Xknw/s320/Basketball+2009+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catching DDT#1 walking down the hall looking all cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl8_LJyUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cWGXZT57v4I/s1600-h/Basketball+2009+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974320674654530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl8_LJyUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cWGXZT57v4I/s320/Basketball+2009+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DDT #3 trying to hide from the camera behind my Little Mermaid pillow. Didnt work too well I got her in the picture anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl8lmQEeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_G_Rc_ngGN4/s1600-h/Basketball+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320974313808990690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfl8lmQEeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_G_Rc_ngGN4/s320/Basketball+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken upside down on accident so I decided to put the picture up like this. We were just acting silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhlKdBWXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gznLs_mu0PU/s1600-h/DDT+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320969513339017586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhlKdBWXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gznLs_mu0PU/s320/DDT+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being up all day starting at 6 am then going to campus from 7am till about 12am I get home and Anastasia says we are going to a party. We decided to go to this party then go out for breakfast. About 4:30 in the morning we decided to take pictures on the way home. Here are some silly pictures we took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon Me and Anastasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhlEVZI8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/NhuTJ3gUOYs/s1600-h/March+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320969511696409538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhlEVZI8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/NhuTJ3gUOYs/s320/March+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Anastasia trying to pretend we were all cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfhkh-MPkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/aEgMRAUbLsQ/s1600-h/DDT+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320969502472289858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/Sdfhkh-MPkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/aEgMRAUbLsQ/s320/DDT+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anastasia looking wicked pretty and me being a goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhkZqhZZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JAaqxtTMsQ4/s1600-h/Anastasia+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320969500242306450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhkZqhZZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JAaqxtTMsQ4/s320/Anastasia+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again Anastasia looking wicked cute and me goofing off. For some reason this day I was wicked hyper (who knows why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhkcTbPcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IgYtsUToRWs/s1600-h/Anastasia+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320969500950740418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfhkcTbPcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IgYtsUToRWs/s320/Anastasia+001.JPG" 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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-6402551215626937720?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/6402551215626937720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=6402551215626937720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/6402551215626937720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/6402551215626937720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/04/ddt-love.html' title='&amp;hearts; DDT Love'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SdfmkK7c44I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GCODmkLBcnI/s72-c/DDT+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-1465699532790206779</id><published>2009-03-18T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:54:18.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited that I have only 3 weeks left in this semester almost exactly to the day!!!! I can't wait to start my internship this summer. I found an internship in Rhode Island at Northeast Sports training. Its a combination of everything I want to do. They work with high school, college and professional athletes. They work on strength and conditioning, physical therapy and also athletic training. One of the professional teams that I will be working with is the Providence Bruins hockey team. I am wicked excited because I have never worked with hockey before. I think it will be a lot of fun and I will get to learn a lot. I don't understand as much about hockey as I do basketball, football and baseball. I will also get to work in the clinic, and in the field. I can't wait to start May 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason I am happy to go back East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I also am wicked excited to see the ocean again. I am having massive withdrawls. I have sounds of the ocean on my computer and my background is also the ocean. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am excited to be able to have Del's lemonade. I love frozen lemonade in the summer especially at sporting events.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait to see POP and Gram!!! I love those two so much and am happy to be able to spend more time with them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to see trees again!! I love trees. I know it seems silly but you don't miss something until it is gone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clam cakes &amp;amp; Chowda!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iggy's doughboys! Working at Top of the Bay we are always able to get free doughboys from the owner of Iggy's. He just will drop a bunch off in the kitchen for us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fish &amp;amp; chips. I am not a huge seafood person but again since I can't have it I think I am craving it more. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My SABW!!!!! More than anything I can't wait to see my girls. They are the best!!! They are always there for me no matter what!! I am sad that Kristen was here for only a short period of time. I didn't want to let her leave yesterday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be able to watch y sports teams on TV with other people who enjoy them. Go anywhere during baseball season and if they Sox are playing they will be on TV. I love how everyone else is into sports like me! It is nice going to friends houses knowing that if I missed part of the game I will be able to be caught up or Kristen's parents will fill me in on what is going on. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to a Red Sox game this summer!!! Kristen and her parents have already promised me tickets to TWO Red Sox games! I am the happiest person alive. Last summer I wasn't able to have a chance to go. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I better get to class again so these 3 weeks can be done!!! Hope you enjoyed! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-1465699532790206779?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/1465699532790206779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=1465699532790206779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/1465699532790206779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/1465699532790206779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-there.html' title='Almost There!!!!'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-1694224045573453356</id><published>2009-03-16T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:50:04.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored on Campus</title><content type='html'>I am bored on campus in the wellness center that I have to help out at for a class yet at this point there is nothing at all to do. So I figured I would fill out a survey on my blog just for fun. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult .... back in december since now during the semeter I don't have time to read anything more than a text book and those don't count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to cook?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I love it espically baking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;I love italian food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have brothers and sisters?&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course.... 4 sisters 2 brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sport do you like?&lt;br /&gt;That maybe a bit of an understatement. I LOVE Sports!! Baseball, football, basketball, cheerleading and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live alone?&lt;br /&gt;I live with 5 roommates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in a house or an apartment?&lt;br /&gt;An apartment right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever lived in another country?&lt;br /&gt;No...just for 2 weeks but that doesn't really count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met a famous person?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you spend your free time?&lt;br /&gt;I love to shopping,sleeping and watching sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about a favorite event of your childhood.&lt;br /&gt;Going to the PawSox game as a huge family. My Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, Mom and brothers and sisters all went to a PawSox game. I remember getting baseball signed by all the players and taking a big family picture in front of the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What countries have you visited?&lt;br /&gt;Mexico, Canada, USA, Spain, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which country are you from?&lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do on Sundays?&lt;br /&gt;Go to church, sleep, study, and catch up with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Right now go to school but almost done!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your job?&lt;br /&gt; I am a student, work on campus with the athletes, work at Bajio, and work at Victoria's Secret randomly and in the summer waitress at Top of the Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of people do you like?&lt;br /&gt;friendly people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which languages do you speak?&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you respect the most?&lt;br /&gt;Gram, Pop, &amp;amp; my Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has had the most influence in your life?&lt;br /&gt;My family and the influence of sports in my life which is helping me decide what to do with my life now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think you will be doing five years from now?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully have a Masters in Athletic Training and working with a college level or professional level sports team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a 'morning' or 'night' person?&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times did you move as a child?&lt;br /&gt;So much I can't even count. I went to 5 elementry school and moved in jr. high and high school. so a wicked lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of woman/man would you like to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Smart, kind, funny, strong, cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew could you try anything and not fail, what dream would you attempt?&lt;br /&gt;Work as an Athletic trainer for the Boston Red Sox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What super-power would you most like to have, and why?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a beach, country or city person?&lt;br /&gt;100% a beach person!! I love the beach and it is the most relaxing place ever. Just being able to look out the window and see it puts me in a happy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you spend most of your money?&lt;br /&gt;MAC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-1694224045573453356?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/1694224045573453356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=1694224045573453356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/1694224045573453356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/1694224045573453356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/03/bored-on-campus.html' title='Bored on Campus'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-4295677752662089333</id><published>2009-03-12T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:01:37.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This semester has been EXTREMLY busy already. Luckily there is only 4 weeks exactly left of the semester!!!!!!!!!!!! (If you can't tell I'm a little bit excited :)~ ) I am taking 17 credits of all major classes so not much of a break with any of them and working as the student director of the Sports Medicine Program on campus. I love my job. I get to hang out with athletes all day!! I mean what could be better than hanging out with other people who love sports? I have to get some pictures before I graduate to remember that stuff. I have a few but I need to get some from Stuart (one of the football players) who had some taken this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My roommates are pretty fun. There are 4 of us that get along really well. The other two are nice but don't click as well as the 4 of us that live in the back 4 bedrooms. Its kinda nice that it worked out that way that we are close to each other. Sam, Setph, and Anastasia are my 3 favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left to right: Me, Stephanie, Sam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jana, Tiffany, Anastasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312373730011794850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblXwuN4TaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oTxrgAE591w/s320/Winter+2009+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picutre from Sam's Birthday. We threw her a suprise party and invited some friends over from the ward. We made her two cakes and had ice cream. It was fun because she had no clue at all that it was gunna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the cakes we made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate leaving them in the pan but that wasn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my decision to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312374169046836418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblYKRv_ZMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ldEZMrYsDYs/s320/Winter+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One night we decided once I got off work we should go to an 80's dance party. I think we had more fun dressing up then we did at the actual party. The party was kinda lame and wicked hot inside. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312375810432832946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblZp0Y6FbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tzAoViHRFAQ/s320/Winter+2009+246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312375816345518466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblZqKamgYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GXs7YHq-hKg/s320/Winter+2009+247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One night we thought it was a brilliant idea to stay up and work on homework that we needed to get done. I'm not quite sure why we were all thinking this but the after thought was that we weren't really thinking we we had made this decision. It was a lot of fun though and we took some good pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At about 3:30 am I finally crashed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yes I am sleeping with my teddy bear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312377369131921266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblbEi_ur3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/VS37my1T22E/s320/Carter+Douglas+Crossley+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312377374870256226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblbE4X2umI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3QW-knfctHw/s320/Carter+Douglas+Crossley+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312377377952537570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblbFD2um-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/qQUYLJFkJs0/s320/Carter+Douglas+Crossley+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-4295677752662089333?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/4295677752662089333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=4295677752662089333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/4295677752662089333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/4295677752662089333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-semester-has-been-extremly-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SblXwuN4TaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oTxrgAE591w/s72-c/Winter+2009+056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-4173006625768179952</id><published>2009-03-02T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:54:35.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on Winter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok so it has been forever since I have blogged. There are so many things that have happened since I last blogged. Ok lets start out with the beginning of January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way up to campus the first week of school before school started I was just listening to my music and getting off the highway to the 1st Rexburg exit. I was listening to the song by Rascal Flatts "Skin" at the time. As I was getting off of course it was snowing! (PS I dont reallly like snow espically when they don't know how to remove it from the roads like in Rexburg Idaho) I noticed the big red truck in front of me start to fishtail and knew I was screwed!!! I kept trying to slow down and just slid. I turned my wheel and took out the front right end of my car. The hood was crunched, light was smashed and cracked the grill. Some how magicly did not bend the fram at all. Also there was no damage to the other guys truck at all. He asked me where I had even hit his truck. He wanted to just exchange information but I knew with the damage I had done to my car I needed to call the cops. There was an accident right in front of us but lucky they were both small cars and did not much damage to their cars. I was a MESS!! It was my first real accident and was terriffied that I totalled my car and had no clue what I was going to do. When the cop got there he was mean to me. I got a nasty $75 speeding ticket on a road that didnt even have a speed limit. GAY!! I sucked it up and payed it. I was so happy that I still had full coverage on my car. It saved my life. The total damage of my car came to $2,500. Luckily I also took the car to a shop that my sister has been going to for years. My deductible is $250 but they were able to save me money and only charged me $100. Now my car is looking prettier. Sadly I didnt get any pictures of what the car looked like when I crashed it. I know that day that my head was not fully clear. I was thinking about work and my mom (which listening to "Skin" made me think about her more)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That brings me into the next little part of what is going on in my life. Right after Christmas we got the results back from my Mom's full body scan. The came back that they could not rule out that cancer had spread from her thyroid to her lymphnodes. The next week to say the least the family was very on edge. Mom called the doctor and set up an appointment to see him. We got the test results on December 29th and she wasn't going to see the doctor until January 7th. For all of us this seemed so far away. As soon as we heard the news we decided that we needed family pictures because it had been a long time since we have taken one and everyone was leaving soon for school and Dad was leaving for Canada. Bonnie called around a few places and found a photographer that would squeeze us in last minute. All 13 of us!! The pictures came out beautiful and the photographer was amazing!!! Mikey has an issue with smiling and so she threatened to kiss him. He didn't believe her and so she kissed him on the cheek and he went bright red. She told him that if he didn't smile next time that she would kiss him on the lips! He smiled for every other picture.  This is one of my favorite pictures from the shoot. It is Jeanne's pregnancy picture.                                                    &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308508261144133346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SaucI0i4_uI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_WiD64J3rGk/s320/Jeanne+32+weeks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                               She looks amazing at 8 months pregnant. I am jealous. Mom was so happy that we were all able to get together and take professional pictures for her. It was nice to bring a smile to her face and for a few hours not dwell on what was happening and waiting for the doctors appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The semester started and we went to Mom's appointment. The hospital had messed up her tests so she had actually only gotten the results back for one of the tests and not both of them. The doctor wanted to redo the test and make sure that they both came back positive. Hoping that the second test would cancle out the first one saying her cancer was in remission. Her doctors appointment was on the first day of classes. Talk about a stressful day to start school. I remember running into a teacher that I had had in the fall. It was a few hours until Mom's appointment and I was a lot more than stressed. It was about all I could think about. I had just ran into a friend who knew a little of what was going on and we had talked a bit. So at this point my emotions were on edge. My teacher decided to ask me what was going on in my life at the moment and how my vacation was. I was honest and said it was really stressful. He asked if I had broken up with my boyfriend. BIG MISTAKE!! Little did he know how on edge I was. I kinda snapped at him. I was like "why does everyone here assume when a girl is stressed out it has to do with a boy!!! I have many more important things in my life and am not dating anyone at the moment!" Then he asked what was wrong and I told him what was going on with my mom and how her doctors appointment was that day. He appologized and told me if there was anything he could do just to let him know. I felt bad for letting him have it but at that time I just couldn't hold it in any more. I had to let it out and he was the wrong person at the wrong time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily we found out in the middle of February that her cancer is in Remission!!!!! It was the best word I could ever hear. I don't know what I would do without my Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so there are many more things I need to update on like school, my roommates, and my internship. I will be back soon to update more but it is now about 2 am and I have class at 7:45 so I should of been in bed a long time ago! :)~ I suppose that's where I should head now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-4173006625768179952?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/4173006625768179952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=4173006625768179952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/4173006625768179952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/4173006625768179952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2009/03/catching-up-on-winter-2009.html' title='Catching up on Winter 2009'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SaucI0i4_uI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_WiD64J3rGk/s72-c/Jeanne+32+weeks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-8801580393947028338</id><published>2008-12-28T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:54:47.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right after the semester ended I went to Boise to spend sometime with Jeanne. Around the middle of the semester about Octoberish my old roommate was online with her husband and we did a little video chat. Well actually they did not me lol. I couldnt get my silly computer to work for the mic but thats ok. We decided I should finally go visit them in Oregon like I had promised so many times before but never had. When talking we decided I should fly out of Boise instead of Salt Lake so I could spend a little time with Jeanne since the last time I saw her was when I first got back in September. It was good seeing Jeanne has gotten so big pregnant, its wicked cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of the time I was in Oregon we were snowed in. I guess they never get snow like that at all. We stayed in most of the time because it wasn't safe to drive around. It was nice thought. Much needed after the end of this semester. I was able to relax and read two books of my choice. I never get to do that. It was nice seeing Britt and Jonny and their two kids. I haven't seen Britt since we lived together in Fall of 2004. That was a fun semester. The apartment was tiny but so much fun.  Here are a few pictures from my trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Talmage and I while going sledding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgolhxvLGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/x502eYmkbVU/s1600-h/Oregon+2008+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285018787906530402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgolhxvLGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/x502eYmkbVU/s320/Oregon+2008+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Britt playing in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgojYV3cYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/09sa0IlScRg/s1600-h/Oregon+2008+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285018751013974402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgojYV3cYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/09sa0IlScRg/s320/Oregon+2008+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evelyn trying on Britt's slippers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgojFP_2EI/AAAAAAAAAFs/psUDt1e73VU/s1600-h/Oregon+2008+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285018745889085506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgojFP_2EI/AAAAAAAAAFs/psUDt1e73VU/s320/Oregon+2008+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn looking all cute while crawling on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgoi5RMTXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rC-hbtN7nMc/s1600-h/Oregon+2008+0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285018742672870770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgoi5RMTXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rC-hbtN7nMc/s320/Oregon+2008+0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what Oregon looked like the whole time I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgoi1T8EhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DnydjlgtwSQ/s1600-h/Oregon+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285018741610648082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgoi1T8EhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DnydjlgtwSQ/s320/Oregon+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad I was able to spend time with Britt, Jonny, Talmage and Evelyn. We didn't get to do everything that we had originally planned to do when I was there, it was okay because it may not of been what we planned but it was what I needed. It was fun we watched some good movies at night. I got to play with both of their little kids, and Britt and I had fun baking stuff like cookies, cheesecake, chocolate chip pumpkin bread. I miss being there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-8801580393947028338?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/8801580393947028338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=8801580393947028338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/8801580393947028338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/8801580393947028338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/12/oregon.html' title='Oregon'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SVgolhxvLGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/x502eYmkbVU/s72-c/Oregon+2008+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-5152190559987996480</id><published>2008-12-16T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:01:52.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester is over!!</title><content type='html'>Fall semester is over and I am so happy. I couldn't wait for it to finally be over. I mean there were a lot of things I liked but I was just ready for it to be over and done with. Finals week I got sick which was no fun at all. I was stuck in bed for 3 days just eating crackers and drinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gatorade&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so glad this semester is over and I can start the next. Just one step closer to graduation. :)~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-5152190559987996480?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/5152190559987996480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=5152190559987996480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/5152190559987996480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/5152190559987996480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/12/semester-is-over.html' title='Semester is over!!'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-69892745997733877</id><published>2008-11-25T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:20:47.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!!! Graduation approaching</title><content type='html'>So I finally got accepted to go to school in the winter!!!! I am so excited. Now I have to get into all the classes I need. I'm about halfway there and trying to get a few more. So its a work in progress. I need just a 23 more credits and I get to graduate with my bachelors. I am so excited. I will hopefully be done in April in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; and walk in July!! Then I think I'm going to study for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GRE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MCAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possibly&lt;/span&gt; over during the fall. Kinda scary that this is all becoming real. I have always talked about it but now that it is getting close it weird. I'm happy though. I have worked so hard for this and can't wait to put that cap and gown on to walk the stage. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-69892745997733877?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/69892745997733877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=69892745997733877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/69892745997733877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/69892745997733877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-graduation-approaching.html' title='WOW!!! Graduation approaching'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-2083657016865556289</id><published>2008-11-25T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:15:43.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyF_CwgETI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q7K6H2q-RUU/s1600-h/football+fall+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272736581862560050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyF_CwgETI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q7K6H2q-RUU/s320/football+fall+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Thursday was the end of football for me at BYU-Idaho. It was bittersweet. I've made some great guy friends over the past 3 years being a trainer. This year has been probably the most fun. There is nothing l&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyEmSjnIDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mjcfSwkAL7c/s1600-h/football+fall+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272735057095106610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyEmSjnIDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mjcfSwkAL7c/s320/football+fall+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ike being able to watch the game from right up in front of the team itself. This year sadly there werent any great injuries on the field like the past two years. I remember my first semester as a "Head Trainer" and first football game I was covering, a guy broke and dislocated his ankle. It wwas probably the best injury I have ever seen. I've seen broken arm, dislocted elbows, plenty of sprained ankles, jammed fingers, and all that fun stuff. Oh yea and some good knee injuries. One I saw last year was &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272735756124112866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyFO-pHR-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/gWEzTj8jBZM/s320/football+fall+2008+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;a PCL tear. It was pretty sweet and the first and only I have ever seen. After being taught all the tests I have learned to test the knee, it was cool to do the test and then later find out I was right. I mean I had felt ACL, MCL, LCL and menicus tears before but the PCL is so uncommon. When I did the test it just went. I then was able to help hime with rehab. Thats part of what I like the best. I love the rush of helping the &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyG_uoV6SI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T3tZU5S6w8Q/s1600-h/football+fall+2008+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272737693151127842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyG_uoV6SI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T3tZU5S6w8Q/s320/football+fall+2008+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;injury when it occurs. To be the first on the field. But I also love the rehab aspect as well. To watch that injury heal because of my help. Thats why I want to really start looking into getting my Masters in Athletic Training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-2083657016865556289?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/2083657016865556289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=2083657016865556289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/2083657016865556289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/2083657016865556289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/11/football-2008.html' title='Football 2008'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SSyF_CwgETI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q7K6H2q-RUU/s72-c/football+fall+2008+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-5805000131771927058</id><published>2008-11-01T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:39:39.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ07rfLoTiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w6bqtFQ5JsE/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929157756669474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ07rfLoTiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w6bqtFQ5JsE/s320/Halloween+2008+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ06gKuSCFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/weIqlmLQGz4/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263927863774677074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ06gKuSCFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/weIqlmLQGz4/s320/Halloween+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Halloween I went down to Idaho falls after work to see Sammy and Natti. I went down with my roommate Lauryn and we took Sammy trick-or-treating. We met up with Mom, Bonnie, Rachael, Natti, and Sam at the Zoo. (its wicked tiny so if you can even call it a real zoo) It is cute. They had people giving out candy around the zoo. Sam was so happy to see all the animals espically the Tiger. He was so cute he started to roar at it. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the zoo we went back to the house and took Sam to a few houses. He was so cute. He is only 3 1/2 and already knows how to beg extra candy off of people. He tried to tell people that he needed some for his "friends" refering to me and Lauryn. And he also made sure that at the end he always said thank you before he left. He made it a fun night :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ074AEf2uI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-2j1gs4YVkE/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+1204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929372743555810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ074AEf2uI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-2j1gs4YVkE/s320/Halloween+2008+1204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natti decided she loved leaves. We were trying to take pics and she was more interested in the crunch stuff she was sitting on. Then decided if it was so much fun to play with that it must be good to eat as well. It was hilarious to watch her face when she ended up putting it in her mouth. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ08b2Jp6VI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aIKcw-FfQJU/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929988556122450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ08b2Jp6VI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aIKcw-FfQJU/s320/Halloween+2008+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and my roommate Lauryn taking a picture together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-5805000131771927058?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/5805000131771927058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=5805000131771927058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/5805000131771927058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/5805000131771927058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008.html' title='&amp;hearts; Halloween 2008'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQ07rfLoTiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w6bqtFQ5JsE/s72-c/Halloween+2008+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-6938341738277333235</id><published>2008-10-27T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:22:11.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Rexburg Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHiDLxxI/AAAAAAAAADw/NlFuVbE96yo/s1600-h/Halloween+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059370284042002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHiDLxxI/AAAAAAAAADw/NlFuVbE96yo/s320/Halloween+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today my ward was having a Halloween party so my roommate convienced me to dress up with her to go. I was hesitant but then decided what the heck why not. She came in with a few things to put on including the headbands (which make the outfit for sure) and the leg warmers. Who has this stuff in stock?!? Lauryn my roommate! It was a pretty lame party but there was free dinner and I was able to have fun dressing up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHiJooaI/AAAAAAAAADo/LNTlqPq33RA/s1600-h/Halloween+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059370311098786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHiJooaI/AAAAAAAAADo/LNTlqPq33RA/s320/Halloween+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHOPNSpI/AAAAAAAAADg/bsAMhNV5aH8/s1600-h/Halloween+1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059364965763730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHOPNSpI/AAAAAAAAADg/bsAMhNV5aH8/s320/Halloween+1002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-6938341738277333235?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/6938341738277333235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=6938341738277333235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/6938341738277333235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/6938341738277333235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-rexburg-style.html' title='Halloween Rexburg Style'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQaXHiDLxxI/AAAAAAAAADw/NlFuVbE96yo/s72-c/Halloween+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-8626199929397155293</id><published>2008-10-26T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:08:30.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures with Kristy ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVYRHdFLjI/AAAAAAAAADY/rQIZgUlz1sI/s1600-h/fun+mix+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261708790734335538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVYRHdFLjI/AAAAAAAAADY/rQIZgUlz1sI/s320/fun+mix+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moving back to Rhode Island I started to work at Victoria's Secret right away. Going to a new store is like moving to a new job all together. I had all new everyone except Kristine and Kristy. I met Kristy through Kristine back in Jr. High. Kristy and Kristine knew each other from softball growing up. I remember one time we went to Block Island when we were younger and spent the whole day goofing off. We fell asleep at the beach and the next day couldnt move at all we were burnt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;From working with Kristy we got wicked close. We started to hang out a lot espically after late night floorsets. We would have our nice Denny's runs after a long night at VS. We would sit there and complain a lot and let out all our frustrations from the day. It was good old times. Here are some pictures from the Patriots game that I took Kristy to with me Jess and Mikey. Also a few from when I went back to RI to visit this month and we had lunch at Top Of the Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVXQE34O6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tn40E-TFKKM/s1600-h/fun+mix+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261707673349929890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVXQE34O6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Tn40E-TFKKM/s320/fun+mix+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristy doing a classic Kristy pose near the beautiful Oakland Beach water....ok I would never go swimming in there but you gotta give that it is an amazing view of the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVWmG9zWsI/AAAAAAAAADI/cuA3czcA4bg/s1600-h/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261706952357141186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVWmG9zWsI/AAAAAAAAADI/cuA3czcA4bg/s320/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me trying to get a pretty picture by the ocean before I had to leave. It was such a nice day I couldnt believe it. We spend the day shopping and went to lunch just walking around in short sleeves and I was totally comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVWL1f_3cI/AAAAAAAAADA/aVxjQB1obPo/s1600-h/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261706500992130498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVWL1f_3cI/AAAAAAAAADA/aVxjQB1obPo/s320/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kristy together &amp;hearts; I love this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVV32xBQlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rUFWgDK1JjU/s1600-h/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261706157734576722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVV32xBQlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rUFWgDK1JjU/s320/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-8626199929397155293?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/8626199929397155293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=8626199929397155293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/8626199929397155293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/8626199929397155293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/10/adventures-with-kristy.html' title='Adventures with Kristy &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVYRHdFLjI/AAAAAAAAADY/rQIZgUlz1sI/s72-c/fun+mix+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-9080475625363263647</id><published>2008-10-26T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:31:59.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Terri &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVP7SA-LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/RhrcY8GAgYQ/s1600-h/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699619519082194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVP7SA-LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/RhrcY8GAgYQ/s320/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This summer while working at Top of the Bay I started to work with Rachel Bentsen. I never really talked to Rachel in high school because we hung out with totally different crowds. I hung with the cheerleaders most of the time. While working Rachel and I started to work together a lot and got to know each other well. Its suprising that situations you get into will let you get to know new people. One night after work we all went to hang out. While going out with Rachel she was with Terri and Amanda. They picked me up at home and we spent the night out. I had so much fun that night and realized people are not always what they seem at first. You can miss out on meeting some great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVPsm4UJ9I/AAAAAAAAACo/DaYMVJqexTU/s1600-h/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699367421880274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVPsm4UJ9I/AAAAAAAAACo/DaYMVJqexTU/s320/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the rest of the summer Terri and I ended up spending a lot of time together as well becoming really close. We ended up meeting up after work every Monday and would go have a fun night at Picasso's. We would just go watch the Sox games and chat. It became our little tradition. We got to know each other really well. I miss her so much! These are some pictures from one of my first nights back in Rhode Island when I went to visit for Joey's wedding. We were just goofing off and decided to take a few pics waiting for Lynn. I met up with Terri at the Islander for Lynn's 21st birthday on that Monday and then headed to Picasso's for the Sox playoff game. It was a wicked lot of fun and felt like it was summer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVPbqXrGeI/AAAAAAAAACg/i-qMTCVvVJw/s1600-h/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261699076300937698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVPbqXrGeI/AAAAAAAAACg/i-qMTCVvVJw/s320/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-9080475625363263647?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/9080475625363263647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=9080475625363263647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/9080475625363263647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/9080475625363263647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/10/terri-me.html' title='&amp;hearts; Terri &amp; Me'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVP7SA-LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/RhrcY8GAgYQ/s72-c/Rhode+Island+fall+2008+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-7949790666500622773</id><published>2008-10-26T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:25:12.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Miss Ashley Clauss</title><content type='html'>After spending a few days in Rhode Island I headed off to North Carolina to be part of Ashley's wedding. I was one of her bridesmaids. She looked wicked pretty and we had a lot of fun. It was a crazy few days but that must be expected. Here are a few pictures from her specail day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVCE5bEw7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/tuC2A_OzEe4/s1600-h/Ashley%27s+wedding+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261684391553582002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVCE5bEw7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/tuC2A_OzEe4/s320/Ashley%27s+wedding+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVB8HbW-aI/AAAAAAAAABs/LZ4rkxqsY9k/s1600-h/Ashley%27s+wedding+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261684240694049186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVB8HbW-aI/AAAAAAAAABs/LZ4rkxqsY9k/s320/Ashley%27s+wedding+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVBXNf5d5I/AAAAAAAAABk/aokiruTOBMo/s1600-h/Ashley%27s+wedding+447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261683606668539794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVBXNf5d5I/AAAAAAAAABk/aokiruTOBMo/s320/Ashley%27s+wedding+447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVBGxOa-II/AAAAAAAAABc/qzlrkgQ3iF4/s1600-h/101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261683324201138306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVBGxOa-II/AAAAAAAAABc/qzlrkgQ3iF4/s320/101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVA36y7UHI/AAAAAAAAABU/yfhJq7CjHM8/s1600-h/118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261683069072134258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVA36y7UHI/AAAAAAAAABU/yfhJq7CjHM8/s320/118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-7949790666500622773?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/7949790666500622773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=7949790666500622773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/7949790666500622773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/7949790666500622773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/10/miss-ashley-clauss.html' title='Miss Ashley Clauss'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVCE5bEw7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/tuC2A_OzEe4/s72-c/Ashley%27s+wedding+090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-2385724715552110236</id><published>2008-10-26T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:15:57.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Joey &amp; Brigets Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVAIHffuxI/AAAAAAAAABM/u84Nr_12fH8/s1600-h/Joey+%26+Brigets+wedding+234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261682247846574866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVAIHffuxI/AAAAAAAAABM/u84Nr_12fH8/s320/Joey+%26+Brigets+wedding+234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to go back to Rhode Island for Joey &amp;amp; Brigets wedding. It was absolutely beautiful and Briget looked wicked Beautiful. (no suprise though because she is!!)&lt;br /&gt;The wedding and reception was at the Great Hall in Fall River. I went with Danny, Mikey, Emily, Mom &amp;amp; Dad. It was great to be able to see all the family and be able to share this special moment with Joey &amp;amp; Briget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU9CaS9PbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KdDPkVMCuOU/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678851280158130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU9CaS9PbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KdDPkVMCuOU/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261677734511993874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU8BaArZBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OWak-oSkphs/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pop &amp;amp; Gram dancing at the wedding...Pop was the Best Man which fits him so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679373016070466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU9gx6feUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0iqoaqiwpeQ/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679099406948498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU9Q2o_mJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6AmsRQMePv8/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess, Aunt Joanne, Aunty Sue, and Me smiling and taking a break from taking pictures of the first dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678234428570546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU8egWE-7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/eheVyx7SRPM/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture brings back the good old days when at high school dances all the guys would put the ties on their heads or the girls would wear their dates ties after they got sick of wearing them. Joey decided to teach Pop the tradition. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679668558317906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU9x-5QSVI/AAAAAAAAABE/XkacvBcq3vA/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-2385724715552110236?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/2385724715552110236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=2385724715552110236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/2385724715552110236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/2385724715552110236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/10/joey-brigets-wedding.html' title='Joey &amp; Brigets Wedding'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVAIHffuxI/AAAAAAAAABM/u84Nr_12fH8/s72-c/Joey+%26+Brigets+wedding+234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-840775336383946195.post-5149193596145994034</id><published>2008-10-26T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:54:29.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Fall 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am back in Idaho again for another semester of school. I am trying to graduate in April hopefully with my bachelors. If everything goes as it plans then I will be walking the stage by then and moving back to Rhode Island until I start to look at graduate schools. But if life continues the way it has we will see where life takes me. As Gram always tells me "Life happens when you are making other plans." So now I just have to go with it and make the best of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am living at Brookside this fall and here are a few pictures of my roommates that I live with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261676908099197650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU7RTYg2tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xx2gLrhFyeY/s320/Fall+2008+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU56IOH5gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UawBp5PPnXg/s1600-h/fall+2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261675410454210050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU56IOH5gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UawBp5PPnXg/s320/fall+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/840775336383946195-5149193596145994034?l=littlemissri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/feeds/5149193596145994034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=840775336383946195&amp;postID=5149193596145994034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/5149193596145994034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/840775336383946195/posts/default/5149193596145994034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlemissri.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-2008.html' title='Fall 2008'/><author><name>LittleMissRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425405709614267171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQVD7VykN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/RYdI0D4JdFE/S220/fall+2008+0201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzpkm7Lf0RY/SQU7RTYg2tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xx2gLrhFyeY/s72-c/Fall+2008+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
